Last night I was the only woman performing at a bar show in Los Angeles. In the bit, I describe the dangers that women face when going out at night as proof that we are in fact more D.

Upgrade to paid account! Shannons Honolulu Marathon Training lj. What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up. Like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore-. Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over-. Like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags. A pain in my butt.

Bye, bye, and thanks for all the fish, Tripod. The most likely reason you are here might be from a link that I sent you. I think every webpage on this site included a footer link back to this entry page. Welcome to my strange home pages! Kind of a rough guess at priorities.

Después de unos años con Mídeme en Letras, me traslado a un nuevo lugar, con otras cosas que contar. MÍDEME EN LETRAS, EVITA DUNCAN. AUTORRETRATO, Leonora Carrington, 1936. Hoy he sido la primera en entrar al supermercado. Como si la meta gastronómica tuviera más sentido que la olímpica. Leo en la camiseta de Agustín Fernández Mallo. Houston, tenemos un poema.