The part of Canada I grew up in (mentioned in a post from February ) was pretty remote. Dealing with my sexuality in such a setting was awful in the 1980s, and I'm sure it's not much easier now. But in 1986 (when I was 16), I had a voice coming through my radio that gave me hope and made me feel slightly less alone. That voice belonged to Phyllis Levy , who hosted a show on WLS 890 out of Chicago called Sex Talk . I could receive WLS fairly reliably at night, despite the fact that Chicago was about 1050 km / 650 miles away (SSE, as the crow flies). It was AM radio, and I would keep it on low volume in my room. Phyllis Levy had the kindest voice, and a great sense of humour. I remember laughing when, discussing penile desensitization (from excessive friction), she exclaimed, "omigod, you guys! Be careful out there !" I would give anything to hear her voice again. I wasn't able to Google up much on her... so Phyllis, this one's for you.
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We went to "Flahridah," did some mall-walking, and I got some great new recipes for noodle caboodle. Invite me over for Thanksgiving, and I'll bring them over in my casserole tote.*
I am SO HUNGOVER. I want to go back to bed.
* none of this is true
Next thing I'll hear is that you're scrapbooking, or decoupaging, or some shit.
I need a Segway.
Good to see both of ya last night. But what did you do to Crucie? Poor boy.
(Peter - I want that video dammit!!!!!!)
go here for more on the scrapbooking
WOOOW, Butchie has amaaazing talents.