Live From The Grayish Carpet

Life on the Other Side of Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll

This Is My Confession

When my friend Nancy asked what was going on with my memoir, I told her I wasn’t writing it.  I waited for her to ask why — it was a … Continue reading

February 17, 2015 · Leave a comment

A Remembrance of Things Past, and the Lack Thereof

I’ve been avoiding going to my storage space since August of 2010, when I moved (or “moved”) to Australia. I was convinced that the evidence of my former life would … Continue reading

February 16, 2015 · Leave a comment

Just Checking In, or Still Fucked, But Less So

I didn’t make a decision to stop posting back in February, or even to take a break.   Time  just got away from me, as it tends to do, and … Continue reading

February 16, 2015 · Leave a comment

My Back Pages

I wrote once before that I’d tell anyone anything except how much I weighed.    It’s not true. I won’t tell anyone that I was molested in nursery school.  It’s … Continue reading

February 16, 2015 · Leave a comment

Kenny from South Park and the Importance of Being Walter

Until March, when I took care of Walter and Kenny for my friend Rachael, I didn’t understand the whole dog thing. I loved Hoover, my father and stepmother’s dog, but … Continue reading

February 16, 2015 · Leave a comment

Ain’t Too Proud to Beg

I’ve spent the last 14 weeks dogsitting. That’s why I haven’t been blogging; I blog out of a desire to connect, and despite being dogs, Walter and Kenny have met … Continue reading

February 16, 2015 · Leave a comment

Older, Wiser, and Happy to be Half-Assed

Yesterday was my birthday.  As soon as I woke up, I thought about everything I told myself I’d do to mark the day:   quit smoking, lay off the caffeine, … Continue reading

February 16, 2015 · Leave a comment

Honey, I’m Home, or Swimming Pools, Movie Stars

I shouldn’t have been shaky about covering the junket for Hansel and Gretel Witch Hunters 3D this past weekend.  I mean, while I may have taken public transportation to the  Four … Continue reading

February 16, 2015 · Leave a comment

When New Things Happen to Old People

I’ve been in denial. I was convinced that the mailed offers to join AARP were sent in error, and, when an ad for a dating service appeared on my Facebook … Continue reading

February 16, 2015 · 2 Comments

I Was A Pixie Wife

Although it’s the 20th anniversary of the day I got married, I’m not celebrating 20 years of wedded bliss.   I’m merely noting that 20 years ago this week, in … Continue reading

February 16, 2015 · 2 Comments

Expletives Not Deleted

It’s a trick.  I’m not writing about being fucked, fucking off, or fucking assholes, except in retrospect: I didn’t post for three months because I left San Francisco, visited Boston, … Continue reading

February 16, 2015 · Leave a comment

Happy Birthday, Mel! Love, Joel McHale

It’s my father’s birthday.  Since I once again neglected to send an actual present, I once again asked my famous friend Joel to bail me out.  My Dad loves Joel, … Continue reading

February 16, 2015 · Leave a comment