You'll catch alot of posts out there about Queen's day. Some writers will talk about the parties, some will talk about the craziness, and others will just talk. I've seen alot of national celebrations in my travels; Carnival in Venice, Popular Saints in Lisbon, New Years in...
I can smell the stench of old beer and urine already, it is Queen's Night here in Amsterdam, the eve of one of the messiest, nuttiest, look-i'm-wearing-my-orange-shirt days of the year. But let's leave that for tomorrow, today I'm telling a story from my childhood: Growing up in Newark,...
I have tons of catching up to do with podcasting, still lots more to share with you, and much to learn when it comes to audio editing on a MAC. But I did this whole show in garageband (nerd talk) and it works fine. I had a...
Madge Weinstein: I got a vagina in the mail today. Madge Weinstein: Someone sent me a silicon vagina with lube bicyclemark: Really! scented? Madge Weinstein: i didn't smell it Madge Weinstein: no batteries, though. and girlscout cookies! bicyclemark: thats sweet Madge Weinstein: it's fucked up bicyclemark: I want those cookies with the peanut butter in the...
It's a bit pathetic, yesterday was my most favorite holiday EVER, and I didn't even notice. I didn't flip open the Portuguese newspaper, I didn't reflect or write, I didn't salute a beautiful event in the history of the world. I just kept repeating the date to...
