March 29, 2011
When she calls, I know I’m going to get roped into something unpleasant. And whereas I am usually very good at gracefully extricating myself from ensnarements of this type, Yolanda’s tractor-beam desperation pulls me in. Like always. I’m having a girl’s night out for my birthday, she says. Yolanda’s ability to remain upbeat, positively joyful, [...]
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March 28, 2011
Marjorie Madson, 1994-1999, Summers, Tour Guide: Oh, come on. They didn’t mean that. It was a joke. Right? I knew all sorts of gays there. No way they meant it. It was just a Bill Clinton joke. Although, it was a National Park, I guess. That’s sort of federal, isn’t it. Shit, was it real? [...]
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