It’s beginning to look a lot like “damn it, not this again”-mas… After a while of vacillation, work began today on the new maQLu album. Well, a new album of some sorts, we’ll see if it goes under the maQLu banner or not when I get closer to the...

vibrant color and leopard spots silk, satin, velvet pink tassel earrings dance and direct the eye easy to win against denim and grey t-shirts high heels beat sneakers candy scents and bright nails but only if one wants to win dares to try and has the guts to own...

So… it’s Saturday… time for another blog… As I posted on Monday, for now I’ve put Under My Skin on hiatus. Afterwards, I was starting to think maybe I made a mistake, but oh well. Not enough of a mistake to make me feel like writing a new episode...

10. Lime green ostrich leather lederhosen 9. Adult sized onesies with hot rod flames 8. Ski mask pulled down under the nose when worn in a bank (over the nose is of course just fine in the current year) 7. Vintage 1980s gold lame party mini-dress worn to your...

1. Flamenco dancers stomp to a. accent the rhythm of the music b. get the waitress’s attention for that round of drinks they ordered an hour ago, damn it! c. symbolically crush the soul of every bastard who ever stood them up on a Friday night 2. What do...

Hey all… so, I skipped doing Under My Skin the last couple weeks and I’m skipping it again this week and honestly, I’ve rewritten the damn thing 4 or 5 times, but it just seems pointless at this time. Here’s an excerpt from what I wrote in the most...

echoes from ancient —or so it feels— recordings my voice, my noise, my words: in my absence these still reverberate still sought out —by a few— but still more than zero I am shocked flattered confused and even a little grateful to be remembered and missed even if only...

New episode of The Zamo the Destroyer Show: Millie is packing up and getting ready to start shacking up with Mr. Hydell and Zamo wants Georgie and Pierre to move into Millie’s old tiny house, leaving the main house all to Zamo. In other news, Technical Support Monkey insists...

Well, it’s Saturday, and more importantly, it’s the day after Walpurgisnacht, which passed with no major calamities this year, so we’ll call that a win. At least for me. I do hope the slug bait pellets I scattered in the garden last night caused some major calamities for those...

every story ends on a high note triumph at Coachella never taking out the trash the next day we want to seem heroic never bland we skim the details and hide the fall —or at least cry out “I meant to do that!”— is storytelling just another ruse we...