Card Games

In ten days, not that I’m counting, I will officially be promoted to full professor. (Yaaaahoooo!!!!) You’d think this would mean I know what my title is going to be. But no. Academia is never that simple. You see, I’m on a “clinical appointment” at Northwestern. That means that I’m on a non-tenure-track, but reasonably secure,…

One Day

I woke up today still in a funk that I’ve had for a few days, maybe even a few weeks. The chief cause of this funk is a problem I’m having with my writing. I’ve been feeling unsuccessful as a writer. I know that sounds ridiculous given my c.v., but there you have it. I’ve…

Sleeping with the Enmity

“I’m not a doctor, but I sleep with one.” It was about five years into my work trying to change how doctors treat kids born with funny-looking bodies that I took to starting my grand rounds presentations with that joke. “I’m not a doctor, but I sleep with one.” Those eight words set up the…

My Favorite Pot

No, not that kind of pot. I’m talking about a Le Creuset  3.5-quart French oven in the red-orange color they call flame. That’s the pot that made me give up tenure. OK, let me back up a bit. Apparently, even as a baby, I loved food. My mother told me once that, when I was a toddler,…

Oprah (Inside Edition)

[Note; you can read about the episode I was on here, and watch the explanatory video I was on here.] The nice folks from Oprah called recently to let me know the show I was on will re-air on July 25. So I thought I’d take a moment–it’s too darned hot to go out and garden!–and answer here the…

Informed Dissent

As I mentioned in my last blog, for the last several months I’ve been working with my neighbors to agitate against a poorly conceived development proposal in our city. Lately, among the unrelenting flood of email related to that, I’ve been getting messages from queer activist and queer theory colleagues asking me what I think of…