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I think I finally love and understand the internet. Not so much my computer, but that’s another problem. What I love is what you can FIND on the internet.
It doesn’t seem that long ago, my children, but there was a time when my friends and I passed around a VHS (homemade mind you!!) of all the “good” parts from TV and movies featuring lesbians.
That video was maybe 12 minutes long. We were starved. Now my email folders, Facebook, MySpace and DVR are FILLED with half-watched (but faithfully saved!!) films, blogs, vlogs, videos, pods, clips, reality shows and downloads of all things sapphic. There is no such thing as hunger for lesbians any more. (The Hunger!! A great 80′s flick with gay stuff!!)
So today as I try to catch up with my gay self, allow me to recommend some great places to dyke watch.
Log in and lesbian out.
Read and post and send
But don’t forget to come out and see me live if I am near you!!!
I’ll be the one texting in a corner.
Suzanne Westenhoefer joined the Indigo Girls on stage during their show at Dinah Shore for a stirring rendition of e Indigo Girls’ anthem ‘Closer to Fine.” And Suzanne proved she’s got the vocal chops to hang with The Girls!
Read all about it on SheWired, or click on the video below to see for yourself!
Every year the Dinah lands just about on my birthday, and I appreciate the huge party the lesbians seems to be throwing just for me.
On the other side it means I get older at ever Dinah….literally. I actually leave Palm Springs with another year strapped to me. I suppose that is better than bringing back a woman I barely know, but, as a married gal, that rarely happens anymore.
And while I think this is my one hundredth Dinah celebration, I am still crazy excited to be spending my birthday with all the women trying to hook up. My gal and I love that whole sexy atmosphere.
So if you’re going ( and why wouldn’t you be?) look for us. I’ll be expecting a birthday wink.
As the hour approaches for me to leave for Denver I realize I have packed cowboy boots.
Suddenly I think, “Is everyone there going to think I am wearing these boots to fit it??? To show my western side?” But more importantly, will they know I’ve never been to a ranch?
I am like millions of lezzies, which means basically: I’ve got boots. The boots fit somewhere in between my sneakers (called running shoes by those who actually do stuff in them) and high heels (which the majority of lesbians shun). Still, cowboy boots? Am I overstepping?? (Please enjoy that pun.) I don’t want to offend the gals of Denver by trying to hard.
And then I realize my boots are green suede. I am safe. No Colorado gay gal is going to think I’m a wannabe cowgirl. I toss in my pink socks, Just to be sure.
Suzanne will be starring in a guest role in the new web series “We Have To Stop Now.”
This brand new romantic comedy follows two smokin’ hot lesbian therapists as they struggle to keep up the pretence of staying together when a documentary film crew invades their home after the success of their book “How To Succeed In Marriage Without Even Trying.”
Written by Award-Winning, Internationally Produced Playwright and Actress, Ann Noble, and directed by Award-Winning Robyn Dettman, this off-beat love story stars the sexy and dynamic talents of Cathy DeBuono and Jill Bennett. They are the ultra-sleek, intellectual Dyna (DeBuono) and the quirky, emotional Kit (Bennett), so it’s no wonder there are plenty of “fireworks” in their relationship. The ones in the bedroom are great; the ones in every other aspect of their lives…not so much. And don’t even get them started on the different types of therapy they use on their clients.
Dyna and Kit do however gain insights into their relationship—when they’re actually listening—in their sessions with their very earnest, very willing therapist, Susan, played by the charming and “freakin’ hilarious” Suzanne Westenhoefer.
But things get really, really complicated, when Kit’s stoner, potentially bi sister, Cindy (Noble), moves in after being evicted for the umpteenth time. But it’s really when the documentary film crew starts filming every single moment of Dyna and Kit’s home life, that the proverbial sh*t really starts to hit the proverbial fan.
Guest Stars: Maia Madison, Mara Marini, John McLaughlin, Catherine O’Connor, Marcus Procto, Darin Singleton and Rob Thelusma.
Watch the first episode of We Have To Stop Now, above.
1) House guests that buy soy milk and then leave the shoebox-sized container in your fridge. Even my organic only, skim milk girl is not going to drink it. Every time it happens I will wipe it down and move it around and generally babysit it until it finally dies. Which, if you know soy milk, is roughly the life span of the AA batteries in the remote you never use.
2) Parking passes in your own neighborhood during the day. Other cities do not have this craziness – where you’re required to run out to meet people with what is basically the grown-up version of a hall pass to hand to anyone who dares to visit you during the day. It will be the reason I eventually kill someone (you know who you are parking monitors!!) here in LA.
3) Pillow shams. Are we allowed to sleep on them? Should you? Are my girl and I the only people who toss the “pretty pillows” on the floor all night? Is that sanitary? Why are they so hard to get on and off?
4) Gays not being popular anymore. Didn’t we used to be on everything? The cover of Time? TV? Broadway? Many people are asking, “is gay the new black?” We WISH! I think we need to ask the sadder question, “is gay the new McRib Sandwhich or Cabbage Patch doll or, god forbid, the new Elmo?” Exciting and popular for just a moment, and only brought out when sales are slow……
5) The algebraic nightmare of the cords lying on our kitchen counter that charge all the phones, blackberrys bluetooths, Ipods, cameras and computers we own. THIS is wireless???
6) The pressure of updating Facebook. God, I love it. I want more and more friends. I am competitive and addicted. But sometimes I have nothing to say. Suzanne is: just trying to be witty. Or worse, Suzanne is: actually doing nothing.