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Linah

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joined on 05/06/05
last updated 05/31/07
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Welcome To My Ego

After using Microsoft Access, I fully understand those new Apple commercials.
Access looks and handles exactly like the fuddy old guy in the corduroy blazer.
Thu, December 21, 2006 - 10:33 AM permalink - 1 comment
 
Has anyone seen the Advocate articles, "Gay or Asian?", "Gay or Guido?", and "Gay or Preppy?"
These inspiring yet oh-so-politically-incorrect articles inspired me to start my own new Monthly Blog "Details":

Downy or Not?
www.youtube.com/watch

The only good this video will ever bring this world is the true feeling of satisfaction that boy's sister felt when she saw it. All her years of being molested by him were suddenly brought to justice. read more
Sat, December 16, 2006 - 9:17 PM permalink - 3 comments
 
House.


This house is almost empty. Almost. The scent of food cooking. The scent of flowers, of work being done, aromas of all the things I do to keep busy, attempting to avoid facing the reality of loneliness. This house has good lighting. Ample lighting you might say. Candles, recessed lighting, built-in closet light, lamps even. Days are one thing, nights another. The days, long or short as they may seem, can easily be filled with people. But sometimes, in the evenings, the almost pa... read more
Tue, December 12, 2006 - 8:01 PM permalink - 2 comments
 
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Byron and I will be sure and send you a postcard from the backrow. I pray our tears of boredom don't run the ink.

Love,
Linah
Wed, September 6, 2006 - 8:12 PM permalink - 5 comments
 
So I was watching Resevoir Dogs the other night, and thought of the greasy spoon breakfast scene in a whole new light. At the table, they are discussing Madonna's career, mainly what sexual emotions are behind "Like a Virgin" and "True Blue".
What makes this whole scene beautiful is that the loudest voice comes from Sean Penn, Madonna's former brother-in-law, since the film came out in 1992 and Sean and Lady M were divorced in 1989.
I just want to know how Madonna felt about the scene. Penn... read more
Wed, August 30, 2006 - 6:29 PM permalink - 0 comments
 
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Linah's Birthday Wish List

1. A nice, fitted white dress shirt with french cuffs and princess darting.

2. Lipstick that goes on like chapstick but doesn't rub off.

3. A clear glass bubble at the bottom of the ocean that I can curl up inside and sleep for a week.

4. A talisman that will ward off the woeful spirits of Joséphine de Beauharnais and Catherine of Aragon, who seem to be haunting me.

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At least they pretend they like me...

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Let Me Die A Woman

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Ansi sera, Groigne qui groigne.

If you don't shut up that Radical Faerie bullshit I'm going to knock your teeth out. I hate being called a shaman, a two-spirit, sacred or any of that crap. I don't walk in-between worlds. Not in these shoes. I leave that to more pretentious folks.
I am what I am, and it ain't pretty. There is nothing sacred about putting women's clothes and making an ass out of myself onstage. If so, you might as well call Mrs. Doubtfire and "Busom Buddies" sacred.
Furthermore, I refuse to be metaphysically gendered. Calling me a two-spirit berdache implies that souls consist of two genders. Now that's a load of horse-shit. There's a whole lot more going on behind my door number two and I'm not going to let a bunch of assholes in rip-off Native American day-glo drag name what it is.

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Answered Prayers

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I am your shame. I am your nosebleed and your hangover. I am the party your mother told you not to go to. I am all of your unheard prayers. I am the part of you that wants to kill your husband and children, leaving you free to jet-set around the world under a pseudonym. I am the dark place inside you that you don't like to look at, the places you hope that one day you can pull up and write the novel that will make you famous. I am the unhappy childhood home and the dirty trailer park you seek to escape. I am glamour and expensive. I am plastic and perfect and poisionous.
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Prayer to Brian Eno

Oh Brian Eno, Patron Saint of Keyboards and Mullets, please hear my prayer. Bless us with music for our airports and our televisions. Please watch over our projects and our visions with oblique strategies and an eye for the future. Please watch over our mullets and Bless us with a party in the back and ambient in the front.
Amen.

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Brian Eno
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Our Lady of Analog and Estrogen

Wendy Carlos
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Prayer to Our Lady of Cocaine and LSD


Oh Holy Drag Mommy, watcher over of pills and spills,
Please hold my hand through the chills.
The demons need feeding but my nose is still bleeding, please help me find the fix I'm needing.
Even though my senses are losing I know things will be improving once the shag carpet stops moving.
Amen.

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Our Lady of Cocaine and LSD

Carrie Fisher
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Pissing in a River

Oh no, it looks like tranny passed out behind her trailer again. Too many pills and too many broken dreams. A simple case of Daddy didn't love you blues? Don't worry honey... this is America. You can stumble to the next day, brush it all off and call it art. You can call yourself a shaman or you can call yourself shit. Just make sure the only person who believes your lies is you.

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Get Sick

Tranny Shrine
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Lies, All Lies!

September 22, 2006
i won't tell anyone which red-light district of the city of books we ran into each other the other day. I wouldn't want to sully your non-woo-woo name. It was lovely to see you, regardless of the insults you felt like you had to fling at me to protect your own self image. I love you anyway.
August 16, 2006
I found a baby picture of you... i39.photobucket.com/albums/e...ncess.jpg
June 4, 2006
I wish I could find flaw in you..

but apparently I can't..

whatever

xx00
m*
Unsu...
 
March 14, 2006
A Recipe For Linah Cocaine

Ingredients:

1x Lipstick. Mac Red works great because it’s classic.

1x Amanda Lepore CD, for good tranny magic

1x 12” fashion doll. The 1977 Farrah Fawcett Majors from the Charlie’s Angels line works great, as the hair is spot-on. Make sure to avoid the earlier Mego Farrah dolls however, as they are ugly and Linah is not.

All the cocaine you can get your hands on. Seriously, the more the merrier, and make sure the shit is good.

2x Bottles champagne. Be sure to remember you get what you pay for.

2x Champagne glasses

1x The Tin Woodsman’s heart. Linah secretly has a big one, and there is a necessary irony in including such an obvious and faggy reference.

1x Louis Vuitton Purse. Duh.

1x The latest issue of Vogue. Again, Duh

1x Syringe full of Buffalo Bill’s assfat. This is the most important component, permanently sealing the spell.


Directions:

Start by putting on the Amanda Lepore CD. Spend the entirety of the CD looking in a mirror and applying lipstick to yourself. When the CD ends, start it over from the beginning. Next open one of the bottles of champagne, and drink it by the glass until it’s empty. Follow by doing as many lines of coke as you can possibly stand. The idea here is to get crunk. Using the lipstick, draw on the floor a circle with the Chanel double C symbol in the center 4-5 feet in diameter. Remove head from fashion doll, and fill with coke. Place doll in center of Chanel double C. In the four corners of the C, place the Louis Vuitton purse, the Tin Woodsman’s Heart, the latest issue of Vogue and the lipstick stained champagne glass. Now, focus your intention into your inebriation. The proper incantation should come to you at this point, which you should crunkenly recite. After the spell is cast, the circle should begin demonstrating a lot of really tacky light effects from 80’s movies. If everything worked, a fiercely dressed Linah Cocaine should appear shivering in a fetal position in the center of the circle. Quickly administer remaining drugs and alcohol. Once her composure is regained she should say something smart and cutting about your physical appearance, which is your cue to give her the syringe filled with Buffalo Bill’s assfat. She will inject this into her lips, adding fullness and sealing the spell, leaving you with your very own Linah Cocaine.
February 7, 2006
Yesterday at work, I was walking out of the bathroom and there was a really hot, bearish guy in a hard hat and tight jeans standing by the water fountain chugging a cup of water. He was bulky, as in muscle and had tattoos all over his arms. My immediate thought was, "Well, hello Daddy!".

As soon as I thought that, you came into my head and I heard your sweet voice...
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