December 2011
3 posts
Eulogy
What is strange, digesting your death, Andrew, is that I have been doing so, in a way, since just after we drifted apart. It was in 2006, perhaps 2007, when you told me that you’d tried [drugs]. I told you that I was scared of it and didn’t like it, but we weren’t hanging out every day anymore, and weeks and even months were going by without spending any planned time together....
I WITNESSED THIS AND NOW CAN DIE (There IS a...
[Valentino, Andy Cohen and Anderson Cooper are in a theatre for the screening of W.E., the new movie directed by Madonna. This is the conversation that transpired in the Gaymuda Triangle.]
Andy Cohen, caressing Anderson's face, à la Valentino: You-a so lovely, a-so beautiful-a jus' wanna touch you, so pretty face so lovely vedy pretty wondafuhl.
Anderson Cooper: Ah, heh heh ... okay. So, Valentino -
Valentino: Ah-yes-a ...
Anderson Cooper: I would like to introduce you to my partner, Benjamin.
November 2011
2 posts
Correspondence
About 5 times in the last 2 weeks, I’ve told myself to sit down and write a note to my friends in Bruxelles to let them know what’s going on in my life.
Can I be blamed that I don’t want to recount how my uncle died, my cousin’s relationship ended because of abuse and infidelity, how my work subordinate and good friend suffered an aneurysm and is only alive because I...
October 2011
3 posts
August 2011
2 posts
“I’m looking for the face I had before the world was made.”
July 2011
1 post
No one really knew what to say. It was a difficult... →
I read this today and could have cried, even though it’s not particularly sad. I completely understand you, Paul.
June 2011
4 posts
I have gone full-on crazy. Just laid on my roof for 10 minutes, waving at the top-floor neighbors, using the flash of my BlackBerry camera to get their attention. The 14 year old boy saw me, called his parents, and they shut the blinds. WHEREUPON I entered their building through the roof door, and taped a sign in their lobby about the found cat.
Cat burglar/cat on a hot tin roof jokes, just...
Revelation I should have had at least 5 years ago:
Since 7th grade, I’ve had 13+ hour days. In high school, it was for theatre, or musical, or Model UN or yearbook. In college, it was for a cappella, or musical, or choir, or tour guiding, or studying. And every job I have had since 2005 has involved events, usually three or so nights per week, or at least 11-hour days. So, for 6 years of my career, and 9 or 10 years of school, I’ve...
May 2011
5 posts
WatchI found this video filmed by Sylvan Lanken, a McGarrigle cousin, of Kate McGarrigle’s 63rd Birthday. It seems that it is in Rufus’ New York apartment, with Martha, Rufus, Anna, and lots of family and friends. It was the last birthday Kate celebrated, and following a song written in her honor, “Kate is 100,” the first thing she does is profess her love for Rufus and Martha....
Bearing the Family Torch →
My very first feature story placed in The New York Times, featuring a fabulous client.
March 2011
3 posts
February 2011
1 post
January 2011
2 posts
It is so odd, I find, to write the most emotional words I’ve ever written - and maybe even spoken - to someone, not in English, but in French. They are at once surprising and confusing, and all the more meaningful. Because I have chosen them, considered them, and thought them so many times in my heart.
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: mon cœur reste en France, et...
November 2010
5 posts
“The drums were given to me by Keith Richards. He sent them to me as a Christmas...”
– The New York Observer’s interview with Fran Lebowitz. Can I just say? “Because if you’re my godchildren, you can become former”!!! Yes! Can I be your godchildren, please? Please, Fran? Amazing.
October 2010
6 posts
On finding my choice.
Writers and songwriters talk about finding their voices all the time. After a visit with Maharishi Mahesh Yogi or a life-changing personal experience, many have identified being able to give words or music to feelings previously impossible to express. Well, I am not a writer or a musician, but over the past few weeks, I think that it’s safe to say that I found not my voice, but my...
“Girls, I have been dying to share this with you this week. I found “The Michael...”
– Email from me to my girlfriends. It’s true: the harder a book or movie makes me weep, the more I love it. (via les-francophile)
I am both happy and sad I was not the recipient of this email. Miss you.
(via cherrispryteaintsobrite)
It was in response to an email chain with Emily, Cara and Lauren....
“Girls, I have been dying to share this with you this week. I found “The...”
– Email from me to my girlfriends. It’s true: the harder a book or movie makes me weep, the more I love it.
September 2010
12 posts
“What do I have to do to get you on my show? Do I have to fucking blow you?”
– Joy Behar to Alec Baldwin last night.
From my roof in Carroll Gardens, not only do I have a stunning view of the towers of light at the World Trade Center site, but I can also see the flashes of cameras taking photographs of them from the top of the Empire State Building. Pretty neat.
abientotmonbeau asked: What's the most amazing place you've even been to? :)
I'm probably going to see the Facebook movie
cherrispryteaintsobrite:
Mostly because of the creepy version of Creep. But also because I am a huge fan of the movies of Justin TImberlake.
SOUTHLAND TALES and a ravaged mid-Island cinema.
August 2010
6 posts
