Katie Schwartz

One of our favorite bloggers is celebrating her one year anniversary ! Click over to CatolishaJewess, Frannylish's blog and wish that diva a very happy anniversary. Ga'head. Wait til' ya see that goigeous, happy shana punim, you'll plotz!

I just got the most fuck-off-fabulous postcard from our beloved Cup-of-Coffey . My crackberry's photo abilities don't do this baby justice. My apologies. The quote underneath these two adorable divas reads, "Feminism encourages women to leave their husbands, kill their children, practise witchcraft, destroy capitalism and become lesbians." --Pat Robertson, US Politician, 1992 Fab! Thank you, Bethy, you made my day, child.

I feel menstrually betrayed. My sister and her BFF began menstruating on Friday without me. No memo was sent to my womb. Here I sit in a PMS stupor going it solo. While in the car with her last night, I courted her hormones with champagne, strawberries, chocolate, salty potato chips-n-dip, anything to entice the mones to mingle with mine so wombareena would bleed. This morning... bupkas. Refresh. Sigh. In an effort to drag myself out of the thyroid closet that I've been living in for the past five plus years, here's the dish: I got fabbylish news last night from my endocrinologist about my thyroid. I'm 14 points away from having a balanced thyroid. Having been severely hyper and hypothyroid for so long, those 14 points have taken my wig off, I'm over the moon. Your thyroid regulates your mind and body. If that bitch goes awry, all bets are off-- youse are all kinds of jacked whether you're hypothyroid or hyperthyroid . Anyhoodle, in my forthcoming title (Emotiona...

One of the poems I fell madly, wildly and desperately in love with is in the pages of one of the books I'm reading at the minee, " Women of the Beat Generation ". So in love, I can't put it down. Apartment on Twin Peaks , Written by Helen Adam : I remember, when the moon shines clear How I'd whisper in my husband's ear Like a dentist saying "Open wider" "Don't you want to be a good provider?" "Don't you want to be the gracious host In a lovely home of which you're proud to boast? When my girl friends come to call We've got to have carpeting from wall to wall." After the carpeting he fought and bled Trapped in the jaws of the Davenport bed! He screamed as he vanished up the vacuum spout. In triple-sealed bags it spat him out. We chased his skull across the Twin Peaks stones. Maud's pet Chihuahuas ate the rest of his bones. Another gnawed ghost, another gone man, Another mild husband in the garbage can Served up...

By way of Guthy , I found Lauren Cerand 's very New-York-literary-fabulous blog and an interview about her , and that's how I found the paragraph in : Women of the Beat Generation , a book I'd never read, though something I have been searching for. Today, it arrived and I am devouring it. I'm 50 pages into it and can't put it down. I'm savoring every word. It's all brilliant, one of the paragraphs is without a doubt the most brilliant I've ever read: "In many ways, women of the Beat were cut from the same cloth as the men: fearless, angry, high risk, too smart, restless, highly irregular. They took chances, made mistakes, made poetry, made love, made history. Women of the Beat weren't afraid to get dirty. They were compassionate, careless, charismatic, marching to a different drummer, out of step. Muses who birthed a poetry so raw and new and full of power that it changed the world. Writers whose words weave spells, whose stories bind, whose vi...

From this article, Polygamist Women , I read the below two snippets and laughed my ass off. In fact, I do believe these could be the most hilarious things I've ever read in my life: Polygamist Women Set Their Own Style, Celebrity stylist Ted Gibson said the women's unique hairdo gives off a "homely" impression. "It says 'I don't really care very much. I really don't have time to worry about the way that I look, because I have 20 children,'" he said. "He's going from wife to wife to wife, so why should I look any better than the other ones?" The idea of a celebrity stylist being called to comment on polygamist fashion is as obscene as what's next, a reality makeover show. And we all know it's right around the corner. I predict Lips Rinna will host with Carson (from Queer Eye for the Straight Guy). Anyway, it seems to me that if anyone was called to comment on polyfashionistas, it should've been students of polygamy...

During my web travels this week (don’t you love that? It sounds so, i-jetsettery), I stopped by Guthy’s blog and saw that Robert McEvily, Editor-in-Chief of Six Sentences online, and editor of Volume 1, the 6S Anthology was out ! Oh yeah, V16S is O to the U to the T, babies, out and ours for the taking to dive into. Six Sentences is one of my favorite litalicious reads. Publishing, poetry, fiction, non-fiction and other litsmackin’ goodness, Evileen welcomes unpublished and established writer’s to take a crack at spinning a yarn in… you know the drill, Six Sentences. He’s a renaissance man, an artist , a writer , a producer and a true showman in the campiest most fabulous way. Rob is unbelievably talented, a mensch, to be sure, and one of the most approachable, fabulous editor’s out there. Please, he’s published how much of my insanity?! I was so fucking excited to see that the anthology was out, I simply had to e-stalk him assssapy with six questions about the 6S Anthology, now a...