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Mannequins and Product Queens


All good things must come to an end, so my Verizon-sponsored vacation from the internet is over, just in time for back-to-school! Anthony and I are in the process of setting up the Two Street Rock Critic Nerd Party House. As soon as I get all of my records out of the dining room, we will have a party where you get to ooh and aaah over our kitchen (marveling at the irony that neither of us really cook) and enter into the Trinity Staircase Climbing Contest.

I’ve been keeping an eye out for Stupid and Crazy customer stories, but I think the strangest customer I’ve ever seen is a dude who was on a listening station, gazing intently into the eyes of a mannequin head. Maybe he was studying for beauty school.

And finally, Andy The Boyfriend was outed as a big old product queen in the Philadelphia Inquirer. (There’s a cute picture of him shaving in his “Northern Liberties bathroom” that is sadly not online). If it wasn’t for him, I wouldn’t know the joys of coconut-scented, glue-like hair products. But I’ll have you know that he’s the manliest man I’ve ever dated. Okay, compared to some of my exes (who I could probably beat up), that’s probably not saying much. But Andy’s the kind of manly man who will come to your house at 11:00 at night, drink a bunch of beers, carry an air conditioner up two flights of windy stairs, install it, put together a desk and two garment racks (the centerpieces in the Sara House of Fashion Floor of the Rock Crit Nerd Party House) and smell like flax seed at the end of the night. Andy Selke, strong enough for a man, yet gentle enough for Aveda.


August 25, 2005 at 9:12 pm 1 comment

RIP Prince Buddy


Andy The Boyfriend on the passing of his childhood dog:

…That was his official pedigree name — but we all just knew him as
“Prince”. He was part of our family for over 15 years — but time
finally caught up with him yesterday and my parents had to have him put
to sleep. I remember when they frst got him — I was living at home
and I used to take him for rides in the country with the window cracked
a few inches so he could stand on his hind legs and smell the cows ~~~~
We had some great times. Thank You Prince, for the friendship, the
laughter, and your own special way of doing things…

August 3, 2005 at 7:37 pm 2 comments

Lost Weekend

Andy The Boyfriend and I took off for New York City on Sunday afternoon for two free nights at the Four Seasons on the Upper West Side, home of gorgeous expensive designer clothes worn by women walking tiny dogs. Honestly, I wouldn’t have cared if it was a Motel Six. It was just good to spend a weekend away from roommates and yappy dogs and work and various everyday blah. I wish Andy and I had more time to spend together because he is always the funnest person to be around, even if it’s just sitting and drinking in a hotel room watching Spongebob. We did venture out into Chinatown and The East Village, take funny pictures of each other, and bar hop during Happy Hour, which involved the CBGB’s Gallery (the real CB’s wasn’t open) and a pitcher of sangria in a restaurant that had a garden and a little lounge surrounded by stained glass. Not that I need to be joined at the hip or anything, but it was days like today that it was hard to say goodbye to Andy, as we went back to our respective homes and neighborhoods. (He moved in with our friend Scott at 4th and Girard).

Now I am off to spin at Rock Tits. I can’t wait to play my Judas Priest record.

June 22, 2004 at 6:43 pm 3 comments

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