WOLFSHAM
Nineteen ninety-five.
The other day I felt like I had food stuck behind my back molar, and when I stuck my finger back there I felt another tooth coming in. It was sort of startling, this new part, like finding an eleventh toe. You’re this changing aging thing. My top wisdom teeth have surfaced. They’re coming in straight and they don’t hurt. They just feel strange back there sometimes.
Jen C., Alaska Thunderfuck and me at Brillobox tonight. I like this picture because dadamod is in the background frowning or something.
Me and Vincent (hfml) at The Blue Moon, waiting to watch a drag show from the Haus of Haunt. Vincent came and stayed with me in Pittsburgh (his first time here) on his road trip back to Montreal and we had fun exploring art, parks, views, food, bars, dancing and shows in four days. I don’t know if my nose is red from too much sun or PBR.
me and c (by rachael deacon)
Me and my friend Chris met P.J. Soles at Cinema Wasteland this weekend. She was super nice and funny and really loves her fans. At her panel following a screening of Rock N’ Roll High School, she told stories about The Ramones (“Dee Dee never had any idea what was going on.”) and how her Stripes co-star, Bill Murray, is a curmudgeon who hates people.
