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58. the love drive: horizontal with a sex podcaster

in episodes on 07/12/18

This. Is Shaun with flowers.


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Shaun:  I mean, I have intimate relationships with a lot, a lot of men in my life. But they’re not physical. There’s no cuddling. […] And I think I heard you say something about being touch-starved. (Lila mmhms) Which I love, that, being able to put a name to what I’ve been feeling. […] I’m touch-starved. I’m, I’m, not right now in this very moment, because, I have you laying half on me (Lila mmhms) and it feels really nice. But, generally, yeah. You know I’ve only, gotten naked with very few people this year. Usually I, I, I save all that for Burning Man. […] So my goal is to figure out, how can I get more touch in my life, and, and is that lined up with my ultimate goal of finding a partner.

Lila:  I’ve never been touched as much as I want to be touched… I want so much more. And I think it makes me far happier when I don’t have that skin hunger. I also think it’s an epidemic.

Shaun:  Yeah, we’re not the only ones.

Lila:  Certainly not.

Shaun:  But look at the line of work that we’re in. We should be getting more touch.

Lila:  Yeah, I think, I think, part of it is about, arranging it— i— is about the setting the parameters, right, so maybe, you and I would’ve spent a night together if we had been like, “Hey. Not feeling a sexual charge here, don’t think we’re compatible. I feel the impulse to hold you; can we like— can we cuddle for two hours and then I’m gonna go back so that I can get sleep and you can get sleep. […] If we had, created a container with the parameters that we desire, instead of feeling like: I think, a lot of people feel like, well if I have sex, I have to spend the night, and I read your thing, y— then you’re not gonna get much sleep, and then, you know, brunch, etcetera etcetera. But why— why can’t it be, like, Hey, can we set a timer for an hour and just like, touch each other’s bodies all over? And then, you go home.

Shaun:  (beat) Yeah. It can be like that.

Lila:  But—

Shaun:  But it’s not.

Lila:  To do that we have to— ask, and we have to set the example, that it’s okay to do it.

Shaun:  Yeah. And you have to identify what it is that you want, first of all.

Lila:  Sure! So, so the self-inquiry is required and maybe sometimes, you have to sit quietly with yourself, and feel into your body to see what it is you actually desire— do I smell, like, off, to you?

Shaun:  (takes a whiff) No.



My dear patrons! Welcome back to your horizontal, the podcast of intimacies recorded while reclining. This is the first episode that you all have exclusive access to, as patrons of $5 a month and up. Yay!

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This is part two of my episode with Shaun Galanos, of The Love Drive.

In the first part of our conversation, released as episode 57. fear of intimacy: horizontal with the love (drive) podcaster, we talked about cruising chat rooms and cybering, wizard sleeves and uncircumcised cocks, the pics of naked men that turn Shaun on, the pics of naked women that turn me on, self-voyeurism, check-ins, and how Shaun and I turned out to not be sexually-attracted to one another — which kind of surprised both of us.

In this part, we discuss my softness in romance with Peter, the hierarchy of relationships, touch-starvation, our pheremones, Old Spice, how I track sex with hearts in my planner, my 70s breasts, and Shaun tells me a story about a risky wedding liaison.

We recorded naked, in my bed in Brooklyn, so we are backed by the Symphony Orchestra of Bushwick.

For more photographic proof, check Instagram, and make sure you’ve signed up for the missives on horizontalwithlila.com and added lila@horizontalwithlila.com to your address book.

If you can’t get enough of Shaun and I, we got vertical together! This summer, in addition to getting naked and horizontal, we recorded episode 28 of Shaun’s podcast, The Love Drive. The episode is titled how to get invited to a play party. (I make no promises, but I will say this: listening to that episode will probably increase your chances.) I also share the single most important exercise I’ve ever encountered for preparing yourself and your date for a sex party.

For our episode, plus all things Shaun and The Love Drive, including his free love advice, follow him on the Instagram (I aspire to the adorability of his Instagram stories) and point yourself to thelovedrive.com

P.S. I’m still debating which episode to release next week, but it will either be with a polyamorous podcaster of political proportions, an actor-romantic that I went to college with, or a queer, body-positive fat aerobics instructor. This to say: we’ve got a lot to look forward to!

And now, my dear, darling patrons, come lie down with us in Bushwick, Brooklyn. And thank you for being the lifeblood of horizontal.

horizontal with Shaun Galanos in bed at Hacienda Villa. Bushwick, Brooklyn, NY. August 2018


Links to Things:

Become a patron of the horizontal arts to listen to this episode and all the part twos ever!

All things Shaun can be found at thelovedrive.com

Don’t miss his consistently adorable Instagram stories

Hacienda Villa, where I live in Bushwick, and where this episode was recorded

Free Love Advice, Shaun’s street theatre / performance art

Marianne Williamson’s book A Return to Love, Shaun’s recommendation, in which Williamson questions the pair-bond’s status as the “sacred relationship”


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[3:21]  

Shuan:  S— I think that’s because, I have a, deep-down fear of intimacy. I am scared of starting something with somebody that I think isn’t going to work out.

Lila:  Yeah, yeah that makes perfect sense.

Shaun:  And so, instead of even starting something, where I will have to, maybe let you down—

Lila:  Ohf.

Shaun:  I don’t let anybody get close to me. And I’ve been like this for a long time and I’m working on it in therapy, because I ultimately want partnership. And in order for me to have partnership, I need to back up, and let people get close to me. And I think I have a great idea of, what that ideal partner looks like, and I mean looks like in the broad sense of, values and personality and all that. And so when I meet someone that’s not that, I’m very hesitant to let them get too close, so that I don’t have to let them down.

Lila:  That makes a lot of sense to me. I also have that kind of barrier, where if I, if I don’t think, if I think that— this isn’t compatible, this is like, not gonna be good at some point, I’m gonna break— break their heart, if I do let them in, or, I can see an expiration date, like, I also don’t, don’t usually enter, and, it’s.. Interesting, because if I— I mean, we don’t know what’s gonna happen in the future. We can have a very good idea, however, whether or not we’re compatible with somebody, and with, Peter, who I’m, seeing now, I— I’m not sure what it could be, you know, I’m— and I feel— I feel really really wide open to it, and it’s exciting and… and I feel like, soft, and every time I share my softness with him it’s received with softness, so I’m encouraged, to offer more … you know? Because I think when my softness is not received, or received with a prickle, then I, I don’t, I don’t want to, you know, so then I start to, to put up some, barriers but, also there’s no reason why we can’t be sweet to each other as loving friends, or, as collaborators or, you know? […]

[6:11]  Lila on sourcing intimacy outside of romantic relationships.

Lila:  It’s really sad to me how many of us relegate intimacy only to the realm of the romantic and the sexual. You and I could be very intimate. And choose to not have a romantic or sexual relationship. Because we don’t think that we’re very compatible. (Shaun hm’s) But we could still decide what that looks like for us, we could still cuddle, we could still support each other, we could be, you know, I video your thing / you video my thing, we could, you know, still have something that we create together, and so… I know you recognize how limiting it is to, to not take a step towards openness or intimacy with someone because you see, you know, the potential of letting them down or something.

Shaun:  Yeah I think all that requires, is, communication. Is for me to say… exactly what I’m feeling. Like oh I, I, I don’t feel like this is the type of relationship where it’ll be romantic or sexual, but I would be available for these other—

Lila:  Right!

Shaun:  Stages of intimacy with you.

Lila:  And, in this case, what causes so much pain is when people are not in the same, on the same page, and that happens, fairly often, right, but in this case we are. I know we’re not compatible.

This is little Shaun.

Shaun:  What the hell!

Lila:  (giggles) I can feel it too! But, also there’s clearly something compelling enough that we’ve been conversing for two months pretty much every day, you know, so what—

Shaun:  And I’m naked in your bed.

Lila:  What’s that?

Shaun:  Yeah.

Lila:  What’s that? And… and doesn’t that warrant some curiosity? Or some investigation? My, my hope is that, we expand intimacy and, and source it from all these different avenues. From our friends, and from the people we collaborate with, and from, you know if you’re on a team, your teammates, and from, your family, and, and all these different relationships that, we tend to as, as Americans, as as, U.S. people, to like put, all those below our romantic relationship and by, almost de facto by default, the romantic relationship is at the top of this pyramid. And, I’m not sure— I don’t really understand why— I know it has an evolutionary benefit, but I don’t really intellectually get why, because, my friendships have been longer-lasting, more reliable sources of joy, more— fun, uh, more— uh, sustainable… very few fights, very few disagreements, and then, the longevity of them is so glorious! Why would somebody I don’t know— who comes into my life, and has sex with me… and then suddenly they’re above all these people that have been around in my life for so long, showering me with love and joy… it’s perplexing. It’s perplexing.

Shaun:  It’s the sacred relationship.

Lila:  (beat) Is it, though?

Shaun:  No, it’s not, but that’s what we make them out to be.

[10:40]  Shaun paraphrases Marianne Williamson in A Return to Love about the “sacred relationship” and putting it on a pedestal.

Shaun:  She talks about the sacred relationship and how, as soon as you make it sacred, it takes on a life of it’s own, and it’s not a good thing. Because you’re putting a person or a relationship on a pedestal. […] In, in a position that it doesn’t need to be in, this is—

Lila:  And that it’s only gonna fall from.

[11:03]  Shaun on his intimate, non-physical relationships.

Adorable little Shaun & friend.

[13:53]  Lila & Shaun on pheremones and Old Spice.

Lila:  ‘Cause sometimes when I’m, like drawn— like I’m drawn to you visually, and then pheremonally I’m like, “Mm, there’s something that’s not quite… not quite it.” It’s not that you smell bad. It’s just that, it’s like, it’s not quite… like sexually right, or something.

Shaun:  Mmhm. That’s quite possible. But I’m not getting— I mean, you’re very clean. You said that, earlier.

Lila:  I did just take a very—

Shaun:  Thorough—

Lila:  — thorough shower.

Shaun:  Yeah and I have not, and I’m a fairly, like… odorous man. (Lila giggles) Although I do think that my smell is incredible. Does everybody think that?

Lila:  That their own smell is incredible? So it’s very interesting because, sometimes, I smell my armpits and I smell great. And sometimes I smell my armpits and I’m like, “Oh my God! I need to take a shower.” I mean, now I have Old Spice on, so you’re gonna smell—

Shaun:  What the fuck is it with—  

Lila:  —mostly Old Spice. Shaun:  — women and Old Spice?

Lila:  Old Spice smells delicious, and—

Shaun:  I know!

Lila:  — lady deodorant smells like— like cruddy flowers!

Shaun:  So I used to like Degree Shower Fresh (Lila uhhuhs) which is ladies deodorant. I never thought that women liked Old Spice.

Lila:  (breathily) I love Old Spice!

Shaun:  All my friends wear Old Spice, and I’m like, “Yo, girls don’t like Old Spice!” and then I—

Lila:  So much.

Shaun:  Did a poll— (Lila cackles) Turns out I was wrong.

Lila:  (overlapping) We like it so much!

Shaun:  I was wrong! Women like Old Spice: they like wearing it, they like smelling it, I mean—

Lila:  Yup!

Shaun:  Some women do not like it because it reminds them of their father or their grandfather.

Lila:  Oh, okay. I don’t have that association.                                       Shaun:  There’s probably about f—

Shaun:  Forty percent of women do not like Old Spice in this, uh, very non-scientific Facebook poll that I did (Lila giggles) right before writing the article. But sixty percent of women did like it, and I just stopped wearing deodorant and wearing underwear 15 years ago, and, that’s what’s going on.

Lila:  I see. Okay.

Shaun:  Is that why my penis is so dark?

Lila:  So you might actually be a little stinky.

Shaun:  Whaddyou mean? I’m always—

Lila:  You don’t wear deodorant.

Shaun:  I’m always a little stinky. That’s why I said I was odorous. (both laugh)

horizontal with Shaun in Bushwick. August 2018


Lila:  Okay okay okay okay! I know some people really like that. Like the people who do contact improv. That’s why I stopped doing contact improv, because a lot of people who do it don’t wear deodorant and like, if you are going to roll around, over other people, then you should wear deodorant. […]

Shaun:  So I’m not getting, like, a repellent pheremonal reaction from you… if that’s what you were asking.

Lila:  That was what I was asking.

Shaun:  Are you getting one from me?

Lila:  As I said, it’s not repellant, it’s not like, but it’s like, “Nnnnn!” There’s nothing— there’s something that’s not quite right.

Shaun:  Also, let’s be clear. We’re in the top third of your bedroom.

Lila:  It is very hot up here, because I had to turn off the fan and the AC in order for us to record.

Shaun:  So there’s that greenhouse effect happening, I think. (Lila giggles) And the door is closed— there’s no circulation happening here. Although in— if I was in this space with someone that I was pheremonally attracted to, it would be— it would be a huge turn-on. […] I mean it would be, […] boner city.

Lila:  And you’re not.

Shaun:  Zero boner.

Lila:  I know.

Shaun:  There was a little bit, starting to as soon as I shed my clothing but I always feel that that— getting naked with a woman is always exciting.

Lila:  Right. And as you were talking about some of your childhood turn-ons, I got turned-on, but I’m not turned-on anymore.

Shaun:  Right.

Lila:  I just have to pee now.

Shaun:  I have to pee so bad.

[18:35]  Lila bemoans their lack of attraction.

Exhibit G.

Lila:  It’s kind of a bummer, because you’re so handsome.

Shaun:  I know, and you’re beautiful. (Lila laughs) You’re totally beautiful, you’ve got that silky skin, you’ve got those luscious breasts— and we were talking about your breasts, I mean they’re, they’re luscious, there, that’s— the only way I can describe them. I would go, go ahead and say— I’d go as far as saying you have the most perfect breasts I’ve ever seen.

Lila:  Wow.

Shaun:  They’re like model-esque, there’s a 70s aesthetic to it, they’re, they’re incredible.

Lila:  (laughing lightly) 70s!

Shaun:  70s in the best way possible. I feel like, breasts were a little more teardrop-y in the 70s.

Lila:  Hmm. I don’t know if that’s true but maybe.

Shaun:  Well, that’s why I said I feel like. I don’t actually know if it’s true.

Lila:  Maybe the imagery is—

Shaun:  Maybe that’s—

Lila:  They were the ones chosen at that time; their, their breast shape was in fashion.

Shaun:  Right, r-right, the teardrop was in fashion in the 70s. Anyways so yeah, you’re right. It is a bit of a bummer.

Lila:  Your silver fox thing is so hot! I love your— hair and your gorgeous— smile, and, you’re just hot!

Shaun:  What are we gonna do?

Lila:  Uh, nothing I guess.

Shaun:  We’ll just be friends.

Lila:  (giggling) Just be friends!

Shaun:  We can be intimate friends and colleagues.

Lila:  Yes.

Shaun:  And we can talk to each other about the fact that we have some blocks— some intimacy blocks that we’re working on. And how that shows up in our lives. And what we’re doing to work on it.

[20:25]

Shaun:  I don’t have a lot of sex. I feel like we have about the same amount of sex, although I think you maybe have been having more sex lately.

Lila:  I’ve been having a little bit more sex lately. For a while, I was only have sex about twice a month, and now I’m having sex about, mm— I actually put a little heart in my, in my planner every time I have sex, so I I track it so. I’ve been having sex about, like six times a month.

Shaun:  Okay that is—

Lila:  That’s a little bit more.

Shaun:  — far and away, way more sex than (laughing) I’ve been having! This year I had sex, probably I can count it on my, on my two hands. So less than 10 times.

[20:50]  Shaun tells Lila a story about a risky wedding liaison.

 

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“You make a selfie look like a Titian,” said a “You make a selfie look like a Titian,” said a playwright I admire, after a staged reading I performed in. 

(Thanks Richard Alfredo!)

I’m not the blushing kind, but, I think I blushed?

Before I started this series, way back in the glory days of 2013 (it was the innocent of times, I tell you), I was, well, kind of maybe sort of possibly a tid bit embarrassed by how many self-portraits I took? Nevermind the fact that artists have been their own medium since time immemorial. It’s different when you’re using a cell phone. Right? 

{WHO SAYS.}

I think of the great quote (had to look it up — it’s Chase Jarvis): 

“The best camera is the one you have with you.” 

I’ve never been a Hasselblad-chaser or anything. But I figured I should at least be using my mom’s old Minolta. For street cred. It’s from the 70s! It had an embroidered strap! The lens cap didn’t fit because the metal around the lens was dented! It still is! I still have it! It’s a bonafide film camera. You can feel that. Thing’s chonky. Vintage. Which means. That shit is heavy. I don’t want to carry it in my purse. It won’t even fit in half my purses! So. The best camera I had was my cell phone. It was always with me. 

(And when @thetravelingcreative Fiona taught me to wipe off the “grease filter” each time, it got even better. Fiona has taught me so many things, organizational wizardress that she is. Thanks Fiona!)

Read the rest of the essay (& see those bathroom portraits from 2016) on Substack! The link is in my bio, friend.
Summer & bae 1. Passport Photo Time! 2. She’s Summer & bae

1. Passport Photo Time!

2. She’s an interior decorator now, y’all! (Also, bae’s paintings are world-class! You could buy one!)

3. You can watch the sunset from this deck when you rent my apartment!

4. Last Day of Grief counseling at Suncoast Hospice, or as @mummybites called it, “graduation.”

5. Toastmasters supporting Toastmasters at @schoolcreativityinnovation ‘s immersive piece “Funeral for Someone You Didn’t Know”

6. Loralei Goes To The Beach!

7. A coupla lemons in downtown Safety Harbor

8. Whenever I see pictorial veggies I think of Tanja

9. Can you stand how gorgeous this retro candy apple fridge is?!!

10. This is Myrna.

11. Zach’s paintings in the kitchen!

12. WEIRD AL 

13. I repeat: WEIRD ALLLL!!!!!
The upper limits problem is a concept I learned fr The upper limits problem is a concept I learned from the book Conscious Loving. I tell people about this book. I recommend it to everyone. I buy it for friends. And of the entire book, the parts I continue to re-read are the passages about the upper limits.

The premise of the upper limits problem is this: at some point during our childhood, usually without realizing it, we made a decision about how good we are allowed to feel. We associated feeling good with, pretty much immediately, feeling bad. We were jumping for joy and babbling exuberantly and got told to keep it down; we brought home good grades and were told not to brag, etc. So at this point, most of us (not all of us, but honestly, probably the vast majority of us) created our own personal glass ceiling.

In the book, Kathlyn and Gay Hendricks put it this way: “Starting in childhood, most of us seem to put a lid on our positive energy in order to stay at the humdrum level of existence necessary to function in the workaday world.”

My upper limit is much lower than I’d like it to be. (Still!)

{Cont’d.}

Read the rest of the essay on Substack (link in my bio)!

@officialgayhendricks
Love Letter to Sarasota 1. Feets at the Ringing H Love Letter to Sarasota

1. Feets at the Ringing House mosaic

2. Band photo (band coming soon!)

3. Bathroom Portrait at the Ringling Museum of Art

4. Happy Hour with bae

5. Selfie with the most astonishing circus mural I’ve ever seen

6. Coffee shops are best offices — working on my Substack tiny wins essay @projectcoffee 

7. Always a kiss on the cheek when we selfie

8. Circus Museum!!

9. Backrooms, a movie without a why

10. Closer feets
When I was a kid, I used to win things all the tim When I was a kid, I used to win things all the time. Writing contests, penmanship awards, badges of excellence. (Games of skill, you’ll note, not games of chance.) 

I have no idea if I was able to celebrate any of these wins, because, as you may already know, I have hardly any memories before the age of 12.

I do know that after high school I stopped winning things. Maybe I won a single thing in college (an achievement scholarship for my final year). I went to NYU in New York City, my friend. The place where it happens. Small fishy in biggest pond. And I don’t know if this came into being when I stopped winning stuff, but about 10 years ago I realized that I genuinely did not know how to celebrate. I did not possess the skill of celebration. Or to be precise, I couldn’t feel celebration. In my body. Or anywhere else, really. Not on the inside. Not on the outside. And certainly not in a way that made my cells dance.

[You can read the whole essay — about how I learned to feel joy again — on the horizontal with lila Substack. Link in my bio!]
And even more Chiro office portraits: 1. About to And even more Chiro office portraits:

1. About to visit @jamesmuseum in my @tecovas & my @gigipip 

2. Happy that I finally found the perfect outfit (pants @farmrio collaboration with Adidas) to wear the forest green bomber that @czechmex gave me at my clothing swap years ago! These @l.o.m_design earrings are among my top 5 hero pieces!

3. Feelin’ like a fiesta— skirt is @farmrio / shoes are @unitednude / hairbow & necklace come from happy place treasure trove @riskgalleryboutique in Bushwick, Brooklyn!

4. And she thought she wasn’t a baseball cap person!

5. THIS SCARF from @pookieandsebastian — all I need now is a 1960s stewardess uniform and a Pan-Am bag, baybyyy!

6. Grumpy in sweatsuit #1

7. Grumpy in sweatsuit #2

8. Currently obsessed with majolica & majolica-adjacent designs. Don’t even know how to pronounce it!
Did you ever make a list of the experiences in you Did you ever make a list of the experiences in your life that could (even subliminally) be affecting your behavior to this very day? We did. I found it incredibly powerful.

You can read mine: I called it “trauma with that lowercase t.” 

(The link to my horizontal with lila Substack, where I keep my writing, amongst other bits of expression, is in my bio.)

And if you would like to be witnessed in this, I’d love to read yours too. Send it my way.
Love Letter to Palm Springs Featuring: Enormous Love Letter to Palm Springs

Featuring:

Enormous hat (from Marianne’s of Palm Springs)
The Love of My Life
A Selkie Dress
Street Art
&
A moste excellent scarf (gifted by said love of life)
There is a cure for this crisis of loneliness, and There is a cure for this crisis of loneliness, and it is intimacy, but *only if* we can expand our definition of what intimacy is and can be. […..]

{I’ll show you how to do this! I gave this keynote speech at my dear friend Adam @mindmaprenovations event, Lifelong Learners. You can read the whole transcript and/or watch the full speech on my Substack!}
See that resting frown face on my mom as she slept See that resting frown face on my mom as she slept?

I’ve started to make that same face. I wake from a dream or a doze to find that I’m frowning. I touch my lips to make it stop. After a few moments, I discover that they are making the frown shape again. I can’t make it stop because I’m sleeping when I do it. I’ve started doing it when I’m not sleeping too. When I’m awake, I think it’s a cross between a grimace and a frown. A frimace? (I mean, it can’t be a grown. Or can it?)

I don’t really have that much to frown about anymore, except, I suppose, for the onslaught of fresh horrors perpetrated by the country I live in on the daily, the greed of the few and desperation of the many, the natural disasters that are frequenter and hotter and wetter and gnarlier as the earth continues its job of beginning to shake us off its back… yeah I guess there’s not much to frown about, really. 

I took Mom to FloridaRAMA because she had been complaining for months that she didn’t do anything anymore. She mentioned concerts, plays, ballets. But by the time the sun went down, she would be sundowning and wouldn’t want to go anywhere anyway. So that afternoon I decided to pick her up and take her on an outing — which was always a pain in the ass, and especially a pain in the ass to do solo. It involved going to her room and making sure she was dressed, convincing her to get dressed if she wasn’t, which was a laborious process, insisting that we needed to take the wheelchair which of course we did because she was falling all the time and brachiating (holding onto walls and less sturdy things like chairs, tables — at least, some nurse told me that this is what it’s called but the internet seems to only relate it to apes swinging from their arms to get from place to place) […]

Continued on horizontalwithlila dot substack dot com (the link is in my bio)
In the bathroom of the Italian restaurant after Da In the bathroom of the Italian restaurant after Dad’s cold rainy rural upstate funeral looking like a sad British clown / Nowhere, NY / April 12th, 2025

Right after my father died, there were Anthonys and Tonys everywhere. 

Suddenly everyone was called Tony and everybody else was talking about their Dad or playing songs about death. 

* Passing a girl on the street talking to her friend, and the only words you catch are “My dad had…” 
* Walking into your favorite gluten-free café, and they’re playing the Flaming Lips song “Do You Realize?”

Do you realize / that everyone you know / someday / will die?

* Realizing that the second title for Billy Joel’s song “Movin’ Out” is “Anthony’s Song.” I never truly registered this until I was trying to write one morning in a blessed cacao shop (yes, for real) and I paused to listen to the opener:

Anthony works in the grocery store
Savin’ his pennies for someday

* Ordering fries from the surfer guy at the beach shack on my pilgrimage to the ocean, when his co-worker shouts, “Hey Anthony!”

If you put this stuff in your feature film script, your screenwriting teacher would tell you it’s too pat, too predictable, “don’t put a hat on a hat.” (The Writer!)

It’s like that old quarters experiment on attention… you start looking for quarters on the ground, and suddenly, you see them everywhere.

The drugstores full of Father’s Day crap. Marketing emails about “Dads and grads.” Only one company sent an email that said, Hey, we know that Father’s Day time is tough for some people, so click this to opt out of all Father’s Day related emails.

Click. CLICK!

I wish I could click that link for the universe. No father stuff, please. No Dad shit. But there were quarters everywhere, of course, because the back of my mind was attuned to all things Dad.

{You can read the rest of the essay on Substack. Link in my bio, bb.}
Love Letter to New York, whom I miss so much 1. S Love Letter to New York, whom I miss so much

1. Straight out of a fitting for “The Deuce”?

2. Free Friday at @whitneymuseum 

3. Basquiat makes me feel like home

4. Madison Square Park photo op (irresistible)

5. Candid

6. Got to see the lovely @josescaro & @benbecherny ply their craft at @bricktheater 

7. Charming marquee!

8. Closing night vibes (not pictured: the succulent plant I brought in lieu of flowersof)

9. Chuck Close in the subway!

10. More subway Chuck Close!

11. Man Ray retrospective at the Met

12. Love a good silhouette

13. A rare VERTICAL bathroom portrait in one of the finest bathrooms of them all, at the lovely New Mexican food joint with the rainbow cookies Of My Dreams, @ursula_brooklyn 

14. My man is a photographer too. 🤩

15. Cannot. Resist. Photo Booth.
I wrote a list in 2020 titled “How to love me wh I wrote a list in 2020 titled “How to love me when I’m ... depressed”... and in this essay, I encourage you to write your own version (How to love me when I’m... anxious, How to love me when I’m... burned out, How to love me when I’m... in despair)...

And if you write one, how I would love to read it. (Or even learn about one of the items on your list, here in the comments).

Here’s an excerpt:

 “One of the characteristics of my depression (and most of my other tizzies, such as but not limited to anxiety, severe procrastination, adulting paralysis, etc.) is that while I’m in it I have no idea what — if anything — will help me get out of it.

It’s more like I DON’T WANT TO BE HERE BUT I DON’T KNOW HOW TO GET OUT SO I’LL JUST HIDE UNDER THE COVERS UNTIL I WANT TO DO SOMETHING AGAIN CALL ME IN 6 MONTHS.

Ergo, therefore, if I’m in a state, and you ask me what I need, or what you can do, I may or may not have the wherewithal to tell you. Emphasis on the not. I may not even have the wherewithal to know.

And if I don’t know, how can I tell you?

I can’tdon’t, then.

If I’m not in a state I probably have plenty of things I could say but that’s when I don’t need the help so badly. (A lá it’s not the worst while you can still say the worst.)

As I mentioned in the subtitle: You don’t come with an operator’s manual. Your model came out of the fleshbox with zero instructions. And since no one possesses your operator’s manual, no matter how much they love you, you are going to be the supreme author, the expert on you, since you’ve been studying you your whole life. Please for the love of Pete & Ashleigh, do your people the great good turn of writing them some instructions. Triage options, if you will. Trust me when I say that they (nearly all of them) need it.

If you write it for them, they will have it when you need it.

This little list could, quite without exaggeration, save your life.”

The link to the whole essay is in my bio. (Join me on Substack darling!)

#substack #substackwriter #depressionandanxiety #communityiseverything
Love Letter to St. Pete @stpetefl Where we met, Love Letter to St. Pete @stpetefl 

Where we met, where we re-met ❤️‍🔥

1. An afternoon at @grandcentralbrewhouse with my handsome gentleman in @warbyparker 

2. Bb’s first @nineinchnails concert (okay, technically in Tampa) in @selkie & @viveylife . It was stellar. Trent sounds just like he used to and the projections were gorgeous!

3. Matching denim jumpsuits ( but his is a @onepiece )

4. The finest pizza in all the land (even with my dietary restrictions!) from @noblecrust (OMNOMNOMNOM)

5. He even makes doctor’s appointments fun.

6. I love matching him sooooo muchmuch. 

7. Just us and a zebra, nbd.

8. Theme Park joy

9. At the art show @wadastpete that my gentleman curated for his students. 🪐☄️🛸👽🚀✨
When I was a kid, I used to read myself to sleep. When I was a kid, I used to read myself to sleep. 

Actually, I don’t know when I stopped.

I read myself to sleep in my childhood bedroom, with a flashlight under the covers of a trundle bed (drawers filled to the brim with dress-up clothes) when my mom said it was too late to be awake. I checked out 25 books from the Freeport library at a time, filling the trunk of my parent’s car, and devoured them in weeks, partly from my perch in the flowering dogwood tree in our backyard (were the blooms ivory? or cherry blossom pink?), partly while curled up on an orange-and-yellow-ticked seat cushion I dragged down to the crawlspace in the basement — my “secret hiding spot,” which was neither secret nor hidden and so can only be termed a spot, armed with Oreos and flashlight, and the remainder under the covers before bed.

I suspect I knew more words then than I know now. There are still words like “vehement” that I’m only about 70% sure I know how to pronounce. I learned them in context. I can spell them. I can use them in a sentence! But am I saying them correctly? 

Unsure.

I read myself to sleep in high school, even though I had to get up unconscionably early to get bussed in to my magnet program — Pinellas County Center for the Arts — 35 minutes away from our sad little apartment. Like a magnet, @pcca_gibbs PCCA grabbed young artists from the whole county.

I had a major in high school, which is more usual now, from what I hear, but wasn’t so usual then, and what I majored in was called Performance Theatre (as opposed to Musical Theatre, the love of my life I never thought I was good enough for). 

I really wanted to go to the Fame school in New York — LaGuardia — but when I was 12 my Mom divorced my Dad and forced me to move to Flah-rida. So I went to PCCA instead. (To be honest, she probably wouldn’t have let me commute into the city to go to Fame even if we had stayed on Long Island.) 

Read the whole essay (link to Substack in my bio)!

#booknerdlife #readingforpleasure #readingrainbow
My man and I got our nerd on at @nerdnitestpete ! My man and I got our nerd on at @nerdnitestpete ! 

We had the opportunity to support my lovely, engaging, and compassionate Happiness Ambassador friend Adam Peters aka @mindmaprenovations as he changed some lives by teaching us how to begin developing a preference for positivity. I’ve seen him give this presentation a few times before, and this was the best one yet — and to the biggest crowd, over 300 human nerds!

I love us.

I consider it my sacred duty to paparazzi my friends when they do marvelous things, as I hope to have done unto me!

P.S. Applied to give a Nerd Nite presentation myself … fingers crossed bb’s! 

1. My gentleman is so handsome. (Also, I got this stellar skirt in excellent condition from my favorite thrift store with a cause @casapinellas !)

2. Toasties supporting Toasties! @dtsptoastmasters members: me, Steve Diasio, Dawn Cecil (two-time Nerd Nite Speaker alumni!), & Rick! (Not pictured here — but later in the carousel) Christian Carrasco.

3. Fit check baybeeee.

4. Caryn, Nerd Nite boss extraordinaire, introducing the evening.

5. Caryn introducing my friend Adam (did I yell “THAT’S MY FRIEND!” at the end? WHY YES I DID.)

6-10. Adam rocking the casbah.

11. Fellow Toastmaster Christian.

12. I love mein mann!

#nerdnite #nerdnitestpete
A woman approached me. We collaborated once, a yea A woman approached me. We collaborated once, a year prior, I think. Time is weird. She reached out both her hands.

“What a beautiful mourner you are,” she said.

I took her hands.

I think I said thank you.

She was referring, I suppose, to the gloves, the dress, the shoes, the lipstick, the earrings. 

But what does it mean, to be a beautiful mourner? 
What does it mean to mourn beautifully? 
To have good grief?

“My dad dropped dead,” I said, to get myself used to the shock of it. 

“My mother is dying,” I said, to reconcile myself to the fact of it. 

I don’t wear mascara anymore, because I cry every day.

People hugged me in airports, at rental car counters, in line for a sandwich. They hugged me in the TSA line. At the chiropractor. The grocery store. My father dropped dead, I told them. My mother is dying. I told them and they hugged me. I was glad I did. I was glad they did.

Sometimes, when people were truly asking, if I had the time, and I had the spoons, I repeated my litany of 2025. So they’d understand: it has been this kind of year. It seems that everyone has this kind of year at some point, or, devastatingly, at several points in a life — a maelstrom, a dervish, a crucible, a nexus, a whammy, a time — an Alexander’s-no-good-very-bad-terrible kind of year. 

There were so many months in February. So many years in April. So many decades in the first half of 2025. I didn’t want to become an adult, but 2024 made me, and 2025 sealed the deal. 

It’s amazing I managed to get this far without growing up.

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Love in La La Land 1. “So this is where they ke Love in La La Land

1. “So this is where they keep the LIGHT!” -SATC … At our first @lacma member preview, enjoying the majestically empty Geffen galleries before the permanent collections moves in.

2. Urban Light, and me (installation by Chris Burden)

3. A historic view at LACMA, never again to be seen!

4 - 13. Art, mostly part of the Digital Witness exhibit

14. Love at the @gettymuseum 

15. Queer exhibits! 

16. Sunset at the Getty with my love

#museumnerd #lacma #lacmamember #digitalwellness #thegetty #loveinlalaland
For you, when you need it, and for the people in y For you, when you need it, and for the people in your life, when they need it.

Here’s an excerpt from the essay:

[To read the whole thing, follow the link in my bio to my Substack (and subscribe there, darling)!]

My chiropractor called me out a few weeks back. 
He said, with his characteristic smile (he has nice little teeth), “I read your essay.”

“You did? Thank you for reading,” I began, genuinely surprised and moved.

“But I still don’t know what to say!” he admonished. “You only told us what not to say!” 

Then he gave me an enormous cashmere-scented candle in a plastic bag. 

This was not apropos of nothing. I mentioned that scent in the essay. 

That giant cashmere candle, so big it has not one but FOUR wicks, means something. And then he had to go and ruin it. (jk, jk, Dr. Brian!)

“Hang in there,” he said, at the end of our session.

I cringed a liddle. (That’s not a little, not a lot, it’s right in the middle, a liddle.)

But you see, he was completely right! I told him I’d give him a list! I hadn’t given him a list! So I began compiling. Every time someone said a thing that made me wince, it went on the list, which lead to Part 1: What NOT to say when someone dies.

Each time someone said a thing that felt like love, made me farklempt, I took a screenshot, and it went on the list. 

This is the farklempt list.

As I wrote in “what NOT to say,” the useful things people say are fairly varied (and tailored to the griever), while the un-useful things tend to be generic variations on a tired theme.
“what TO say” will be a living document, updated whenever I have something useful, or supremely un-useful, to add. Here we go.
Love in Louisville. 1. Photo credit to my love, Love in Louisville.

1.  Photo credit to my love, Zachary

2.  Selfie with Street Art by the windy, windy river

3.  Horsies! Street Art! (Do you know how much I love murals?!)

4.  Looking like an award-winning art teacher at the art teacher conference (ahem, he is the award-winning art teacher!), wearing a @riskgalleryboutique necklace & big fcking bow!)

5.  A Wizard interlude! What a delight to witness my friend @personisawake absolutely Rock @cm_louisville & inspire a roomful of humans

6.  When your love matches the art. 🖼️ *chef’s kiss*

7 & 8. Major interior design maxi inspo for my ADU reno from @21clouisville by @fallen_fruit 🌺🌷🌸🌻🌼💐🪷

9.  The crayon shirt, bow, and soft rainbow chiclet necklace style brought to you by my inner 6-year old!

#ilovelouisville #wizardry #creativemornings #21clouisville #21c
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