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My Big Gay Birthday

My Big Gay Birthday

Tim is the first friend I made as an adult. He is the Will to my Grace, the Rupert Everett to my Madonna and the Harry Potter to my Hermione Granger. Our friendship is full of adventure, conversation, laughter and an ever constant show of reciprocal support. You know how Oprah, Brene Brown and every other self-help guru say to only hang out with people who bring you up, people who are not jealous of you, people who can remind you of who you are and only want the best for you? Check, chec...

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Coffee with a Killer & Other Dating Stories

Coffee with a Killer & Other Dating Stories

Laura's 35th Birthday on Fire Island Once upon a time, I tried way too hard to find a husband.  I nearly got myself killed. Before anyone was on Tinder or swiping left, I was single. For most of my adult life, my status had been single, party of one.  Emphasis on the party because I was a happy single woman. Something changed on my 35th birthday. On that day, I woke up in a panic that I was never going to have a husband, a baby or a fabulous wedding. My biological clock began ticking with a veng...

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A Star is Born : A Terribly Wonderful Story

A Star is Born : A Terribly Wonderful Story

If men had babies, the entire world would have an established comfort level about what goes down in the delivery room. Telling your birth story would be a rite of passage. The New York Times would feature a daily column on its front page celebrating each miracle with headlines like: “Local Hero Matthew Loving Birthed 10 lbs Baby Girl Without Epidural” or “Stephen Colbert’s Emergency C-section”.  Regardless if they were a comedy or tragedy, these stories would be shared and celebrated. Growing u...

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The Love Machine : Exceptional Car & Personal Guru

The Love Machine : Exceptional Car & Personal Guru

On my sixteenth birthday, my Granddaddy gave me a legendary and character building set of wheels. A baby blue 1969 Oldsmobile 98 with a 454 rocket engine was my all mine.  It was 21 feet long with fins and could do doughnuts on a dime. It had an 8-track tape player that worked and a built-in clock in the back banquette. I christened it The Love Machine. The Love Machine was pure vintage luxury and hardly the car of my peers. However, somehow at 16, I was mature enough to know it was a work...

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