Who else crashes their phone under the weight of saved text messages? Who else but we ragpickers of SMS, collecting your dating detritus for later publication once all appropriate statutes of sex limitation have, if not passed, become less important than say, the story that could be told. Let’s offer up to [...]

In a cab, barreling through Manhattan in the sleet and hail, Lux and I were competing for tweets. Rather, competing for who could most quickly get each other’s wit down into 140 or characters or less. (She totally ran away with my ‘losing queer girl cred‘ train of thought, while I nicked [...]