Texts between me and AK:
Me: The queer theorist was at the gym again! i’m starting to feel like i should hand her* my manuscript or something.
AK: You should ask somebody else if they see her. Maybe she’s an angel.
On that note, I’m off to San Francisco, Berkeley, Oakland and San Mateo, where I’ll get to do worky stuff, visit the friendly neighborhood dyke bar, hang out with our favorite healthy-living family of four, give a reading with Terry (Diesel Bookstore, Jan. 31, 3 p.m.—see you there?) and get to meet the Erins’ new baby(!).
Back in early Feb!
*Still unsure of QT’s preferred pronoun. But she was in the women’s locker room, so at least in the eyes of 24 Hour Fitness, she’s a woman. I’m not sure we should grant such identity-defining power to an institution that cannot even name itself accurately—some locations close as early as 8 p.m.—but then again, maybe no one understands better than 24 Hour Fitness how inadequate all language ultimately is.