We are procrastinating. These are nice, yes?
Melissa Gira Grant
I'm Melissa, and I write on the internet (lately, Gawker, Slate, and BlackBook). I live in Brooklyn; before that San Francisco. I am not sure if this is a real blog. I edit this box a lot.
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Am I Flirting? | Look At This Hipster Fucking
Depeche Mode As Done By Cats
iPhone Cat Piano version, Buzz Andersen. Over ten years ago, I put on Violator to close out my first set as a stripper. “Never again is what you swore, the time be-meow.”
Our program was produced by ten hours notice that the original keynote speaker was horribly sick, $4 hotel coffee, 2 laptops, and adrenaline. Introduced and assisted by Audacia Ray, with contributor Melissa Gira Grant. Special thanks to our lead organizer Match. Sex 2.0 management oversight by our founder, Amber Rhea, who is likely right now “brainstalking you on Twitter.”
Things that are not dating that you may also be good at
making eggsnot getting pregnant
morning sex
reading alone together quietly then omg this! then quietly again
getting lost
4am text messages
7am ‘still awake, missed your text’ text messages
10am ‘just waking up, did you have a good night, too?’ text messages
being photographed
inventing (cover your mouth before you do that) blogs
remembering, before, etc.
making out
blowing deadlines
making deadlines (!)
writing fiction
Long Portrait of Melissa Gira Grant, writer, artist, sex-worker advocate. Photographed in my Brooklyn courtyard, May 2009. (HD version)I’ve wanted to sit for a portrait with Clayton for almost four years. I’m still contending with the results, and so glad to.
“ I associate myself much more with Gen X than I ever will with Gen Y. To even suggest that my 13 year-old brother, who knows nothing of life before Columbine, 9/11, and the Internet, is having a similar childhood to the one I had is absurd.
east village idiot: Gen Y can bite me
Point taken, but wouldn’t your 13 year old brother be considered a Millenial?
(via katiebakes)
TRUTH! Aren’t GEN Yers that lost generation born in 1977-1980. They went to college before facebook and had their first jobs during 9/11. Like, the ‘REAL WORLD’ was the only reality TV show. So they had no real cultural events to shape them? They’re like the polio kids who never got to go outside because, you know (THE POLIO).
(via natashavc)Natasha nails my born-in-78 ass out perfect. But I was a precocious little thing. I watched MTV when I was three. I remember Reagan getting shot. I was 8 when the Shuttle exploded with the lady teacher. The Real World made me want to go to my first pro-choice march after they all drive down to Washington for the big one in 93. I was the first kid in my town with an email address, in 1994. I was a trendy and then an honest bisexual. I wrote a really embarrassing Diary entry about the day Yahoo went public and Jerry Garcia died (same week). And by virtue of my early birthday, I got to vote for Clinton (once). We didn’t have Facebook or YouTube, but in college, we had AIM and Napster. And blogging! We basically invented blogging! And good for us, seeing as we can’t handle outside contact much.
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Frank Sinatra, “Mean To Me.” (via peterfeld: “In the late 40’s — after his initial stardom with the Dorsey band and his early solo period, and before his revival in the ’50s with Capitol — Sinatra was considered a has-been, but he did some of my favorite recordings then, like this Billie Holiday-influenced song.”)
“ The writer I got farthest with, relationship-wise, was Jonny. We lived together; there was vague talk of marriage. Around the time we finished our books, things went south: bourbon, hacked email, a dog custody battle, Carroll Garden’s saddest sidewalk sale. I left and moved to San Francisco. He married a lovely woman who, as far as I know, does not have writing aspirations. Now it’s almost five years later, and Jonathan Segura has published his first book. It’s called Occupational Hazards. Where to begin? The book is a trade paperback. The cover could be better. There are no acknowledgements. The copy I have is 247 pages long.
Occupational Hazards By Jonathan Segura: An Ex-Girlfriend’s Review, The Rumpus
