Friday, January 25, 2008
A TOAST TO NEW BEGINNINGS
A Votre Sante! I debated about running this pic just because I am not sure we can really declare victory. Of course, Bush really couldn't either so I guess it works. But Megan has picked up a few cool sounding gigs - check out her blog for details. Maybe we are on the right path. In that vein:
So a couple people whom you may know, Greg Wasserstrom and Megan Carpentier, are collaborating on a new blog that I think a lot of you will like. It is called Cynic’s Party, and it is sort of a “pull up your bitch pants and talk about the absurdity of politics and life” free-for-all. Hunter Walker from Gridskipper and HFA Comrade Blogenfreude will also contribute, as will yours truly. However, I will be writing under my slave name (more like my heterosexist name, but that really doesn’t have the same ring) Jason Cox. Nice to meet you. For those that caught the comment thread on HFA last night, I said you would love my last name. There is of course the more sophomoric humor of a gay man with the last name Cox (thank god my first name isn’t Harry), but I also like to think as I move onto something new I have a connection to another Cox many of you knew, Ana Marie. We are of no relation that I am aware, but I hope I carry on some of the same spirit as when she started Wonkette. And sorry my name isn’t really Jasm Felchengroper, although you have given me a great name should I ever need an anonymous alias again.
So visit me here, visit me there, send me an email to say hi. And thanks again for everything.
I must add, for those of you that will engage in the age old “I’d hit it” game, the picture over at Cynic’s Party in my bio is not super flattering. Let’s just say it was my 28th birthday & I was approaching the one year anniversary of my mother's death. Ouch. My boyfriend and I had been going out for a couple of months, and almost four years later he still hasn’t entirely forgiven me for that evening. If the stories are true, I can't say I blame him. So in that spirit, here is a slightly better pic of me in the city to where I will flee once Bush installs himself as supreme despot sometime in October. If I escape from the concentration camps of course.