I’m in LA at the moment, helping my dearest friend Tina get her house ready to sell so she can finally escape this dreadful place after over a dozen unintended years. And, for me, her time here meant six residences and about twenty remodeling projects, which has enabled me to escape Portland for at least [...]
Tomorrow, the Hag will be one year old. (Not the actual Hag, obviously, just the site…) It seemed something of an odd moment for a commie/liberal/socialist/utopian* like myself to start a blog, given that the evil Republicans had just been tossed out on their doughy asses, and we all looked forward to a bright new [...]
I first became aware of this book because of a blog I was following on Twitter. I really do wish I could drink more… as well as more often, but I can’t. My particular combination of body mass and biochemistry will not permit such behavior without dire consequences. [I mostly get sick.]
However, I am [...]
Oprah, yes I still occasionally watch, did another show yesterday on shopaholic moms and how their obsession to shop hurts themselves and their families. One mom, woke up to her addiction when, you’ll like this Hag, the piles of very expensive shoe boxes in her large walk-in closet fell on her head.
Of course, like any [...]
UPDATE BELOW: NPR “Train wreck”
Well, today it would be Rep. Jane Harman. That boozy, power-grabbing harridan, it seems, got so pissed off in late 2004 that she hurled a really big drink at rival Nancy Pelosi, who unfortunately ducked while John Kerry was left shame-facedly picking the broken glass, fruit, and parasols off his wooden [...]
Cocktailhags, as I’m sure you’re aware, are a vanishing breed, due at least in part to Draconian anti-smoking laws, not-so-clean living, and the unflattering glare of eco-sensitive lighting. In this challenging climate, we have realized that we can’t reproduce, so we must recruit. Let Cocktailhag Rush Week begin.
Now, I’m sure you’re thinking that since Hillary [...]
In a NYT review of the one (wo) man show, “Blanche Survives Katrina,” the Blanche duBois character, recountinging her experiences at the Superdome in the hurricane’s aftermath, says, “Everyone there appeared to be someone’s maid, yet the place was filthy.”
RMP asks a legitimate question, one that is often asked about the meaning, and origin, of the term and persona, of the Cocktailhag. Way back in the late ’70’s, before all these pesky anti-smoking laws, I worked in this nightclub/dinner house as a busboy, where we had a lot of chain-smoking, whisky-voiced customers I used [...]
Now, lots of people will tell you this blogging business is easy; all you need is a basement, some Cheetos, and the sleepwear of your choice, and you’re off to the races. I figured I was naturally ahead of the game, being 14 floors above the nearest basement and with a coyote to throw on [...]