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• Posted I Am So Popular: Love Me Doo-Doo to Austinist
  I love, love, love fake shit. And when I say, “fake shit,” I am not euphemistically referring to, say, “reality” TV shows, imitation boobs, or the way some of the ex-girlriends of my young, hot, domestic partner treat me at cocktail parties. No, no, when I say “fake shit,” what I mean is prosthetic poo-poo, crafted ca-ca, faux fecal matter. So when esteemed Austinist arts editor, Emily, asked me if I might like to profile Kourtney Lea Moon-- aka Angry Olive-- and when I found out that Kourtney sews embellished excrement as part of her emporium of uber-cool crafts, I jumped at the chance. I emailed Kourtney to tell her of my love of fake shit, and how thrilled I was when Warren gave me a box of plastic dog crap for my birthday. She enthusiastically responded: “You can never, I repeat, NEVER be given too much shit! Fake, real, plush, cute, fossilized... We deal with it everyday- literally. Best present ever...”
• Posted I Am So Popular: This Is Not My Beautiful House to Austinist
  My life as a study in contrasts extends to my travel. I am a fan of getting in very large airplanes and hurtling thousands of miles to get to places where I can then dispense with all modes of transportation besides my feet. I enjoy hanging out in little towns and villages where the best live entertainment comes in sitting around, drinking coffee amidst the locals, alternately eavesdropping and participating in the conversation. Such it was, then, that last week I headed off for Oregon. For the fourth year running, I lighted temporarily in Portland, then joined forces with my friend David, whereupon the two of us headed on over to Astoria, a town famous for a few things. This is the place where the Columbia spills into the Pacific, Lewis and Clark wrapped up their little walk, and Goonies and Kindergarten Cop were filmed. And it’s the first town in Oregon Country where a white woman—an English barmaid named Jane Barnes— lived.
• Posted I Am So Popular: Where The Wild Things Need Psychotherapy to Austinist
  Months ago Warren sent me a link to the trailer for Where the Wild Things Are. It’s a wonder that, after watching it, I could focus on anything else but while I waited for the films release. For you see WTWTA is not just another book for me. It was my First Ever Favorite Book. I say first ever because, being the voracious reader I am (and have been since first being introduced to the alphabet) of course many other favorites joined the list along the way. Little Women, The Handmaid’s Tale, Of Human Bondage, and about 90,000 others (and that’s the short list—the long list is about two million). I got WTWTA back in the sixties, not long after it first came out, and Sendak had me at hello. This was not a book I ever forgot or relegated to some dusty heap of childhood memories. Max was and remains the bomb. I’ve read the book hundreds of times (at least) and I think I could, without exaggeration, give that book plenty of credit (or blame?) for my decision, very early on, that I wanted to be a writer when I grew up.
• Posted Preview: <em>Extravagasm Fantasy Ball VIII</em> at Club MIXX to Austinist
  People, it is time to start kinking outside of the box. Coming right up at Club MIXX on Sixth is Extravagasm Fantasy Ball VIII. This year’s theme is Erotic Renaissance, a nice blend of that Ren-Fest nuttiness and not-a-dry-seat-in-the-house eroticism. No need to wait for Halloween proper to inhabit your inner-fantasy-alter-ego. The time is now to dig out the whips and ball-gags and masks and prance about in all your wenchy and studly splendor.
• Posted Preview: <em>Animalesque</em> at United States Art Authority to Austinist
  Never mind raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens: beautiful boobies and adorable puppies are a few of our favorite things. And happily, the two come together (sort of) for a few brief but glorious hours on Friday night.