November 29, 2011

Sang for the reception for the AIDS quilt at Pack Place. Rock Hudson and Freddy Mercury had panels. The sight is always sad– all that beautiful youth cut down, a war, a holocaust, an ambush without bullets. Part of my emotion is survivor’s guilt. The whole issues recedes in the public consciousness. My students think of the disease as an item in history.

Each “update” of AOL is worse. When it is working, my random messages call me handsome and wonder if I’m lonely and offer me jobs as a secret shopper.