We’ve been in the shop for much of this summer enduring a ceaseless regimen of cosmetic enhancements (three is the new fifty, darlings.) But stay tuned for fresh loads of sticky, shifty, gear-grinding elegance as we begin our fourth year polluting the information superhighway.

Wherein a new L.A. car blog, The Vehiclist, solicits my expert opinion on Gay Cars. Check it out.

This morning, none other than the New York Times reports that my Big Gay Moms are getting married, again, on the stage of Broadway’s St. James Theater, again. This time legally.

Wherein I play Sissy Bounce expert in Slate/Washington Post’s “The Root.” Check it out!