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I never heard of Tractor Supply before I became involved in cat rescue work. I had no reason to visit a feed store, until I learned they had good deals on cat food and reasonable delivery policies. So I became a paying customer. And slowly I poked around their website to see other items that […]
No, not that Spencer Cassadine from General Hospital. His nameesake, the feline Spencer Cassadine. I’ve been worried about him since I returned. He was one of the cats trapped and removed from my house (stolen really) while I was very ill. A rescue group did that. They hurt me, a lot. But they hurt him. […]
My love/hate relationship with crowdfunding continues. In addition to supporting my blogging, I’m relying on donations to manage legal costs. Technically, I’m involved in three legal battles. First was the defamation case around the Protect Trans Kids project. Then came family court sorting out the ramifications of all that’s happened. Perhaps of most interest is […]
Several years ago, I blogged about the evolution of Pride in Pittsburgh (and beyond.) I called it Little Pridefests Everywhere, a community oriented response to the tyranny of corporate Pride. It is a very Pittsburgh thing – a fire hall festival, a church festival in every community. But I was genuinely shocked to see just […]
I enjoy the Generation X content across most platforms. It is funny, insightful, and nuanced. I was born in October 1970, so I am right in that solid Gen X era. The 70s were my childhood, the 80s my adolescence. Yes, I often drank water from a hose. Yes, my brother and I were left […]
A few weeks ago, my friend Sarah and I went to see the Pirates beat the Twins while celebrating Pride. Exactly 20 years ago, Sarah and I did the exact same thing when the Pirates hosted their first Pride Night. Back then, we sat in the bleachers wearing official Pridefest shirts. I reminisced about that […]
I cannot remember why I joined Facebook. Curiosity, perhaps? Sometimes I try to recall different versions (remember walls?) and features (remember notes?) But I can’t recall fonts or tabs or any sort of organizing principle. I just remember the people and the moments. I’m not going to wax nostalgic about the site or the owners. […]
I love the idea of supporting creators with a modest sustaining gift. Each month, a titch of my income goes to Substack subscriptions, some Act Blue candidates, and Patreon. Donors keep the interesting stuff happening. How I Waded In To The Pond of Promotion So I set up my own Patreon. Immediately hit a wall. […]
My father died in February of this year. I was unable to provide him a traditional rite of passage – an obituary in our local daily paper. I clung to that void with a firm grip, turning it over in my mind to determine why it troubled me. Sadness that he was denied that final […]
Over the years, I’ve had the pleasure to participate in the Pittsburgh Dyke March, founded in 2006 by Eli Kuti and friends. I was at the first march in 2006 and many others. A few years I volunteered. These are my own posts reflecting on the march, not a formal archive. And certainly not comprehensive. […]
