Packing should be something that I have down to a science at this point in my life. I’ve taken hundreds of flights, and yet somehow this is one of those things I loathe and still can’t wrap my head around. Don’t get me wrong: I have a drawer of travel-sized liquids to throw in my … More The Art of Packing
It isn’t a secret that I have the world’s tiniest bladder. Anyone who knows me well knows that within my wheelhouse of weird knowledge, there is a mental Rolodex of the closest and nicest public restrooms. It’s the reason I’m bad on road trips, and half the reason I want an aisle seat on planes … More To Pee or Not To Pee?
I’ve been running on fumes this month and finally had a weekend off last week. For me this easily translates into spending at least one day being a lazy bum, sleeping for 12 hours and then watching movies and reading all day. I should be catching up with people, but I needed a day for … More The Weekend Recharge
I stood talking to the police officer at the Palm Springs convention center repeating in my head, “You are so close to the end. You are so close to the end. Now is not the time to lose your shit.” I was working this convention solo, and I had walked in that morning only to … More Palm Springs Drag Queens