Posts Tagged ‘November’

In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with birds. Some mornings the pigeons arrive en masse and circle the rooftops over Washington Heights. One minute the sky will be blank, and the next it will be filled with birds — somehow they move as a single entity — careening like a speed boat on […]

In which Dante and Zephyr brace for November. Friends! Srsly — if McCain is such a “maverick,” why can’t he just admit that not every cat is a lolcat?  Why is McCain such a Grumpy McNasty? Not every cat is a lolcat!