All articles by: Ami

Ami and Ruby’s Infinite Playlist

I’m working on our playlist tonight.

There’s nothing like a good sing inthe car.

I’m stocking up heavily on Led Zeppelin, White Stripes, and Faith No More. I’m hoping Wifle and Frances will accept a bit of Alice in Chains and White Zombie (you never know!), but then to soften the blow I’m adding Ella Fitzgerald and the Ditty Bops. Then, for some mellow mountain stretches, maybe some Crosby Stills and Nash, a dash of Sergio Mendes and Brasil ‘66, maybe a spattering of Steely Dan. Bringing it off the highway and back into town will be some old Madonna, definitely Prince, and a thick layer of Eurythmics.

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Monday is Funday: Contest #2

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From Paula Martinac’s The Queerest Places,

1) In what Massachusetts town, at 20 Quincy St., did Henry and William James’ little sister Alice live with her partner, Katharine Loring? From Martinac’s review:

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The Car Is Now Washed

Everything is coming together.

Driving through Capitol Hill this morning, at about 14th St. and E. John, I ran into this pack of hardworking honeys.

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Legal Matters

Things changed after we had our first wedding ceremony. We shared so much joy with all our friends, chosen family, and family that I knew if we had rough times, 200 people would be there to root for the union. I think we both felt like there was a 3rd person in our relationship now; the marriage was a person to which we each had a relationship. I felt a protective urge that I’d never had before–she was my family now.

At our second, legal marriage, we had a different experience. I had an uncanny sense of history the day we were legally married. I thought of scenarios where our great great grandchildren would be looking for us on ancestry.com one day (ha ha), and would pull from a government archive database, a copy of our marriage license. Both of our names, legally bound.

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Frances Found My Wedding Ring

Every day Frances finds new things. A week ago it was that she could put her feet in her mouth. Yesterday it was keys: tasty, tasty metal keys. Today it was my wedding ring.
I told her the first thing that came to mind: “That’s mama’s wedding ring. That means that your mamas are stickin’ together with you, [...]

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