Category Archives: holiday

New Year’s Eve 2009

December 31, 2024 – 2:02 am

In 2009 my options for New Year’s Eve were three; stay home and watch Dick Clark dribble on his tux, go over to Frank’s Lounge, or head up north to bring in 2010 with Andrew Camp and his wife and daughter, a gay couple, and myself. Being alone on New Year’s Eve is dangerous. Drinking […]

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Personal Ban On New Year’s Eve

December 31, 2024 – 1:38 am

Rain pounded the Brooklyn streets in sheets on the last night of 2018. Shannon and Charlotta traveled to a Fellini soiree on Park Slope. I had planned to spend the evening with Doctor Nepola, except on Sunday I discovered my old college friend invitation was for Christmas Eve. “Opps.” Geoffery invited me to a Lesbian […]

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December 30, 1978 – East Village – Journal

December 30, 2024 – 1:42 am

Dallas over Atlanta and the steelers over Denver, the post season nears the yearly climax to the NFL, Super Bowl XIII, the league using Roman numerals to pretend this blood sport has a link the the gladiator games of the Roman Empire. Alice returns tomorrow via a flight from Charleston WVA. In times for the […]

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THE SEASON FOR GIVING

December 26, 2024 – 4:01 am

December 1985 Vonelli the Floridian art dealer invited Lizzie and me to celebrate Christmas on the Isle of Wight. I told her about the trip in a Bastille cafe. THe singer and I had been having an affair for the past month. Neither of us pretended that we were serious about our time together. Nobody […]

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BOXING DAY ON THE BOWERY by Peter Nolan Smith

December 26, 2024 – 2:54 am

From 2013 Every Christmas my mother cooked a 20-pound turkey, I mashed seasoned potatoes, and my sisters set the dining room table with yams, creamed onions, turnips, peas, stuffing, and all the fixings for my aunts, uncles, cousins, grandmothers, friends, cousins, sisters, and brothers. Grace was said with bowed heads. Our plates were swept by […]

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