Siddity in the City

Once upon a time, I was going to make this image my blog background.
It is a cartoon self-portrait, you see. Someday, I may still get around to it. But suddenly I just want to make paper dolls of myself and dress me up in couture and gems and stick little cut-out bottles of chateauneuf-du-pape […]

I’ve finally done it. I’ve chosen an end date at the place that pays me. Glory, hallelujah, amen, AND praise Jeebus.
That end date is in three weeks.
That end date means I will also be, ahem, relocating, to a hopefully cheap and fabulous Harlem or Brooklyn studio but more likely quick and easy insane roommate situation. […]

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‘>Sid has become a bonafied porn photographer, woohoo!
Okay, not really, since three BBW photoshoots does not a porn photographer make, but it sounds so much more interesting when I say it that way, and also maybe using the word “porn” a bunch of times will increase traffic to this unloved little corner of the […]

Very little happens when you are between paychecks, for money makes the world go round, and keeps you flush with starchucks mocha light frapuccinos and “souvenirs” of your day’s travels, which is how I like to think of all the random and by-and-large unneccesary miscellany I tend to buy every time I leave my apartment. […]