Ancient Grains Archive

Tell Us About Your First Gay Bar

This is by no means a new question, but it's still one of my favorites.* I was 19 or thereabouts, living in the San Gabriel Valley (not even THE Valley, the OTHER valley), half-heartedly attending Christian college, when I discovered a small contingent of students who would carpool into West Hollywood most weekends. ...Read More

Dad Magazine: October Edition

The latest issue! ...Read More

“Videos,” Kids in the Hall

Someone has to return some videotapes. ...Read More

Monday Link Roundup!

"I could not afford my mother’s care. I was competing with a handful of extremely wealthy women from Palo Alto, Atherton, Mountain View and Menlo Park, for what could have been my mother. When she came home she was controlling, abusive, vindictive. Cheeky white children had ...Read More

Toast Points: The Week of Oct. 11th, 2013

Oh, man, what a fun week, right? On Monday, the Commonwealth was King. Tuesday, we gazed at the ruins of Mexico City, and became scientists. Wednesday, our vaginas had happy feelings at the gym, and felt like normal vaginas at Christian summer camp. This, of course, was after Mallory ...Read More

What Nicole and Mallory Did Today

Previously: A Mouse, An Interloper. Mallory has gone to Utah to visit Nicole, and Utah has thus far lived up to all expectations. We will be providing you with semi-regular updates of our adventures together, because life is short and time is fleeting. This week, a small child voluntarily spoke my name aloud ...Read More

Dancing in the Dark

We pad quietly by the several dozen, streaming through the evening like beings drawn to the Mothership. Down the gravel driveway and everyone is silent. Everything is dark, down away from the lights of the street. “No talking,” reads the sign when we reach the church doors. “Only dancing.” Inside fuzzy shapes are ...Read More

Why Haven’t You Told Me About Tama Janowitz

I consider every moment of my life spent unaware of the existence of novelist Tama Janowitz a complete and utter waste of consciousness. Were the whole realm of nature mine; that were a present far too small. Did you know about her? Why didn't I know about her before ...Read More