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Sunday zombie blogging September 16, 2007

Filed under: dyke,life — andygrrrl @ 2:04 pm


Yep, I’m back, and alive, but feeling quite undead. Jet lag is a bulldog puppy and I am its chew toy. I keep waking up at 4 AM having strange dreams that I’m getting married to a Christian preacher and I have to keep explaining to him why it’s a majorly bad idea. Also, I am so totally moping around the house.

So I’m going to go home, eat some comfort food (tomato soup), read, and pray to Goddess it rains.

But, stay tuned, because in the next day or so I will be bringing you further evidence of the global catspiracy!


The Sunday Smooch August 19, 2007

Filed under: dyke,poetry,Sunday Smooch — andygrrrl @ 1:52 pm

I feel like I need some poetry this week. A little Elsa Gidlow:

For the Goddess Too Well Known

I have robbed the garrulous streets,
Thieved a fair girl from their blight,
I have stolen her for a sacrifice
That I shall make to this night.

I have brought her, laughing,
To my quietly dreaming garden.
For what will be done there
I ask no man pardon.

I brush the rouge from her cheeks,
Clean the black kohl from the rims
Of her eyes; loose her hair;
Uncover the glimmering, shy limbs.

I break wild roses, scatter them over her.
The thorns between us sting like love’s pain.
Her flesh, bitter and salt to my tongue,
I taste with endless kisses and taste again.

At dawn I leave her
Asleep in my wakening garden.
(For what was done there
I ask no man pardon.)


The Sunday Smooch July 22, 2007

Filed under: books,dyke,movies,Sunday Smooch,witchiness — andygrrrl @ 9:56 am

Special Harry Potter Tribute Edition!

First up: Lesbo Vampire Smooching — Catharine Deneuve and Susan Sarandon in The Hunger


Shockingly enough, I have not seen this movie all the way through. I didn’t even get to the kissing! I rented it ages ago, during a college summer break, when I was still closeted to my family, so watching it involved alot of strategic planning and surreptitious viewing–we only have one TV in our house–so I’d watch a bit and switch it over to a sitcom whenever someone walked in. So, for various reasons, I never got to finish it. I will have to rectify that immediately.

And, because there is an appalling lack of crunchy dykes in the Potterverse, we’ll do Tara and Willow once more, with feeling:


This episode always turns me into a puddle of mush.

Okay, that’s all for now, I gotta get back to the book, shit is seriously going down in Diagon Alley…!


The Sunday Smooch July 15, 2007

Filed under: dyke,life,Sunday Smooch,witchiness — andygrrrl @ 9:15 am

Okay, so everybody “knows” now. (did I mention that my mother has 10 siblings? And that I have 38 cousins, all of whom I know relatively well?) It’s been a long weekend.

I think this calls for some Willow and Tara.


It’s kind of ironic that I owe the only depiction of witchy lesbians to a Straight White Male (not even the L Word, as far as I know, has decided to incorporate some cruncy Goddess-worshippers).


in which I set up a new blog and review a movie June 2, 2007

Filed under: dyke,movies — andygrrrl @ 9:02 pm

Yeah, I totally named my new blog after an Indigo Girls’ song. Sorta. I needed to get this WordPress thing set up and it was the first thing I thought of. I might keep it. I like it. I might not, we’ll see.

 I blame Whoopi Goldberg. I saw Boys on the Side last night, which I totally did not know featured Amy and Emily performing one of my favorite IG songs, “Joking”. So that’s why they were on my mind when I named this blog. (Poor Elrond had to put up with my squeals of delight). I liked Boys on the Side; it was nice and feel-good. And simplistic, and I could tell about five minutes into it that it was written and directed by men. I mean, really, what’s the point of having Whoopi Goldberg play a dyke if everyone’s going to be all grossed-out by it? Every time it was mentioned the straight characters said, “Yeah, ew, but don’t worry, she won’t molest you!” They even had my beloved Mary-Louise Parker saying “ew” at the idea. There was just this weird subtext that, yeah, Jane’s a lesbo, but she’s one of the good asexual ones, not one of those creepy kinds that seduce straight girls! She even reassures MLP’s characteer, “You’re safe with me.” What the fuck? Jane comes off as this vaguely threatening and mostly pathetic person, because she’s a dyke. Whatever. Maybe I didn’t like it so much after all (but…it had Amy Ray! In purple flannel! How can I say no??)

And yes, I am listening to Come On Now Social as I write this.