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  • Do A Little Dance

    I do not dance. I have never been a dancer. I could tell you stories about middle school dances and high school dances, where I...

  • The Corrections

    If I put a title like that at the top of a page, chances are good that I might start feeling like a well-known, well-paid...

  • 100 Percent Cotton

    The first piece of gay-related clothing that I acquired -- back when I was still in the practice of acquiring gay-related clothing and accessories --...

  • Boston Marriage

    Amid all the hubbub about a certain exposed breast last week, something more spectacular than even Janet Jackson's elaborate nipple jewelry flashed before the public...

  • Just My Type

    Homophobia lurks where you least expect it. I am a human being. I am susceptible to Internet addictions, including fixations on certain pastimes like the...

  • Raucous Caucus

    It isn't often that I hear a reference to my home state that includes a certain expletive not suited for printing in a family publication...

  • Busy Body

    A year ago, I made a joking aside in these pages about a new year's resolution for 2003 to stop procrastinating. Here we are snugly...

  • Bonnie Voyage!

    Sometimes, raising hell in one's own community just isn't enough. And so, with a joyful year of writing for Metro Weekly behind me, I am...

  • Reason for the Season

    In a low-income housing complex in Syracuse, a family that looks like George Bush's definition of family is struggling to make ends meet. This family...

  • Hey, Santa!

    Oh, Santa baby, have we been good! Patiently waiting year after year for some kind of recognition that our relationships count, we've braved homophobia and...

  • Women's Work

    Among the many pleasures of last month's Reel Affirmations Film Festival was seeing myself on the big screen. I'm proud to have been just one...

  • Politically Correct

    In my little nuclear-free suburb last week, the voting members of my ward joined together to elect a lesbian to represent us on the Takoma...

  • Beautiful Day

    ‘Tis the season of gay tourism. I don't mean my friends and I hopping on that Olivia Cruise to Lesbos. I mean other folks, gay...

  • Grave Lessons

    I spent my 40th birthday talking to a lesbian ghost. More specifically, I made a pilgrimage to the tomb of famous lesbian author Radclyffe Hall,...

  • 'Atta Girl!

    There was a girl in my neighborhood growing up who was as sporty as any boy on the block. She wore baseball caps every day,...