A catalog of the stuff in my apartment
At a Pride party I attended last month, somebody I had just met asked me if I was gay. “Can’t you tell?” I said. “Sometimes with nerds it’s hard to tell,” he said. I live for that kind of remark because I can’t wait to repeat it. My idea of the perfect material for a […]
Of the historic homes I toured during family vacations as a child (we really knew how to have a good time), I can remember precisely one thing about each site. At Mount Vernon, a group of Japanese tourists took my photo after I demonstrated for them that I could count to 10 in Japanese. At […]
