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I had another one of my weirdo dreams last night. This time, I was staying at a friend’s house for some reason and this friend had a 17-year-old son. A gorgeous, virginal 17-year-old son. And I had to be about forty-five or something in this dream. This was one of those dreams where you’re not [...]

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I’m reading A New Earth by Eckhart Tolle (yes, I know Oprah’s big on it right now.) Anyway, I find the book rather interesting when it comes to ideas of ego, enlightenment and evolution. It’s worth picking up, if you like the whole New Age-y spiritual thing.
Yesterday, I read this sentence in the book, “The [...]

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I don’t purport to know all the rules when it comes to joining the Mile High Club, but as a proud member (ahem), I can attest to the topic enlivening your average dinner party.

For my last night in NYC, a group of us got together to eat, drink and send me off in high style [...]

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When I’m very tired, like I am now, I always have the weirdest dreams. Last night’s was a doozy…
It started out with some sort of surreal living situation with my latest celeb crush, James McAvoy (sigh). In my dream, though, like in real life I suppose, he was a small guy, shorter than me—which was/is [...]

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For those of you who don’t know, I’m hard at work on a new album. It’s an album of lovesongs called Love Like Everyone and it’s about love in all its various incarnations: desire, hope, longing, romance, bitterness, anger. So nope, not all sappy tunes, though there are a couple. (You can hear a demo [...]

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I kid. Mostly. For whatever reason, whether I’ve had a boyfriend/date/significant other or not, Valentine’s has always left me feeling valentine-less and somewhat sad-sackish. Even today, I’m here in NYC while Dman is in Paris and how romantic can that possibly get with nearly 4,000 miles between us and 6 hours time difference?
So of course, [...]

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It had to happen sometime. I knew I’d fall in love again. After countless trans-Atlantic flights, I was tired of my rather heavy constant companion—my 17″ monster of a PowerBook. It’s not that I didn’t appreciate its gorgeous widescreen that was bigger than the TV I had in my NYC apt, but I (or my [...]

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