"The difference between genius and stupidity is that even genius has its limits."
~ Rita Mae Brown (1988)
Mind Caviar, Vol. 2 Fall-Winter Issue 2001
& Rave Reviews
Hang on boys and girls! Aldonza, as we all know, loves SHOPPING, and Christmas is just around the corner. Aldonza has scoured the Internet in order to bring you the trashiest, most glamourest fun objects of desire on the planet. The following selection will amaze you. You will lust for every silly and beautiful thing Aldonza presents. The first review, however, is quite possibly the stupidest thing ever created out of plastic, twinkle lights and doll parts. You know you want it! Best yet, Aldonza offers her highest honor yet: THE DIAMOND TIARA AWARD. Read on to see what deserves such rank.
Stupid's Exclusive Farrah Doll Head Shrine
Lord in "Turbulence"
I have LOVED Armistead Maupin's books for years. I've read the six-volumes of Tales of the City four times now and I've read Maybe the Moon and The Night Listener twice each. Imagine my thrill at running across a biograpy of the man himself. Patrick Gale, a friend and admirer of Maupin's work, has put together a small volume I devoured for its insight into my favorite author, along with anecdotes about the author's true inspirations for the fictional places and characters I so love to visit again and again.
It seems what makes Maupin's work so reader-friendly is that he uses the writing as self-analysis, writing out his loves, hopes and fears in a way that evokes a universal empathy. I am by far not the only one to become completely attached to the residents of 28 Barbary Lane whom Maupin created. Apparently there are still San Francisco tourists who roam the hills looking for Maupin's fictional landmarks.
After Tales of the City, Maupin wrote Maybe the Moon, a sweet, sad novel about a midget Hollywood actress. I was moved by his tribute to this brave and zany character who wanted Hollywood to recognize the tiny actors who sweat for hours in ET or Penguin suits. There's a picture in the biography of Maupin and the little spitfire of a woman who was the inspiration for this tale-- both are shown laughing in their disco duds.
His latest novel is The Night Listener. I learned from the biography that this book is the most personally revealing of all his work. The main character is a barely disguised Mr. Maupin, going through love-loss, guilt, and mortality, and coming out the other side, bruised but whole. I think this is why I always thought Maupin and I could be friends: he seems so accessible and willing to reveal himself. In my fantasy about what famous people I would like to party with, he is in the room with Madonna, Cher and RuPaul. Actually, Maupin got to live out such fantasies, partying with the likes of David Hockney, Christopher Isherwood and Rock Hudson. The stories of these encounters are fascinating reading.
Maupin once wrote a piece for The Advocate in 1985 called "Design for Living" which is fuly reproduced within the biography. Here is an excerpt:
"Refuse to cooperate in the lie... It is not your responsibility to 'be discreet' for the sake of people who are still ashamed of their own natures. And don't tell me about 'job security'. Nobody's job will ever be safe until the general public is permitted to recognize the full scope of our homosexual population.I love this man! Read all his novels and then read this wonderful biography. Follow this link to read all about Armistead Maupin.
awards the whole slew of books, all of Maupin's works and Gale's latest
biography a billion crowns... big sparkly diamond ones. No-- wait! I give
them all THE COVETED ALDONZA'S DIAMOND TIARA AWARD!
= Flawless, Fabulous Product.
= Very Good, I'd Recommend It To a Friend.
= Decent but Flawed. Some Shortcomings.
= This shows great potential. (Either that or, "What the fuck?!")
= This Stinks!
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