San Francisco Sentinel October 25, 1990 Street Talk By Doris Fish ‘So Long For Now’ Not a word. Sometimes I sit here for an hour and nothing happens. But I bless the cosmos for this wonderful chance to enlighten and annoy my friends and fellow readers. This week marks the completion…
San Francisco Sentinel April 12, 1990 Street Talk Hi, I’m Back! And So Are the ‘70s! By Doris Fish Sentinel Arts Writer In case you hadn’t noticed I’ve been out of town for a few weeks. I missed you all terribly. I trust it was mutual. What you been up to? I had…
San Francisco Sentinel April 26, 1990 Street Talk Liz Taylor Week By Doris Fish Sentinel Arts Writer It’s not really, or at least not officially Elizabeth Taylor Week, except at my boyfriend’s house where we spent Earth Day watching Liz’s sixties environmental epic, “The Sandpiper”. What a great movie! My boyfriend thinks she’s…
San Francisco Sentinel May 10, 1990 Street Talk My Mother, Mildred By Doris Fish Sentinel Arts Writer My mother, Mildred, and Marilyn Monroe shared a birthday, though Mil is three years older. They also shared a slight physical resemblance which I inherited to an uncanny degree. Unfortunately, Marilyn died, and Mildred married my…
San Francisco Sentinel May 3, 1990 Street Talk Woof, Woof Miss Chaos Pageant at Club Uranus By Doris Fish Sentinel Arts Writer “If the stage could bark…” the late Tommy Pace said, and I couldn’t help thinking of him last Sunday night at the Miss Chaos Pageant at Club Uranus. What a bunch…
San Francisco Sentinel May 17, 1990 Street Talk Sin City By Doris Fish How could I sink so low as to lip-synch to ABBA’s “Dancing Queen” and yet still have it be one of the high spots at that low dive, DNA? When housework seems suddenly attractive and the flared old sequined…
San Francisco Sentinel May 24, 1990 Street Talk Oh George, You Poor Miserable Thing By Doris Fish (Note from Tree (transcriber) Included at the end is the article Doris refers to: ‘Get a Life’ by George Buchanan, originally published in the Bay Times. TW: Nasty and hurtful comments about drag. George Buchanan is…
San Francisco Sentinel May 31, 1990 Street Talk A Quiet, Dressy Evening By Doris Fish I pride myself on being very sophisticated and broad minded, but even I saw some things that surprised me last week. The host Mr. Bob Davis, a big handsome straight musician, greeted his guests in a purple…
San Francisco Sentinel June 14, 1990 Street Talk Birthday Boy By Doris Fish Before I regale you with “The Phil Ford Party Saga”, I must clear up slight blurring of the facts from a few weeks ago. It seems I suggested that my good, good friend Miss X was a lush! Not in…
San Francisco Sentinel Street Talk June 21, 1990 Oh No, Not Another Gay Day! By Doris Fish My, how time flies! Has it really been a year? I’ve had twelve months to get ready, and I still don’t have a thing to wear! “What are you wearing luvvie?” I asked Miss X. …
San Francisco Sentinel June 28, 1990 Street Talk Our Little Brothers and Sisters By Doris Fish I had difficulty feeling like part of an oppressed minority last week. If only for a few days, we were on top of the heap. We’ve been abused for centuries, we’ve been the faggots on the bottom…
San Francisco Sentinel July 12, 1990 Street Talk Hideous Old Queen By Doris Fish For once I don’t mean Miss X; I’m referring to the Queen I see in the mirror. Yes, I admit it, I’m no spring chicken. It doesn’t seem that long ago. I was carelessly calling anyone who…
San Francisco Sentinel July 19, 1990 Street Talk A Letter from Paris By Doris Fish “Dear Possum, “I would write more often but nothing happens. I thought Princess Di would be plaguing me with phone calls and invitations for ‘at-homes’ with Elton John at the piano, but no; the Palace is probably…
San Francisco Sentinel July 26, 1990 Street Talk Miss Sushi Takes a Walk By Doris Fish “A day without a lesbian is a day without sunshine,” was a piece of graffito I used to see each day scratched into the sidewalk near the Castro. Well, I had a lovely sunny weekend. Saturday…
San Francisco Sentinel Street Talk August 16, 1990 Bad Thoughts, Kind Words By Doris Fish Lypsinka, Lypsinka, Lypsinka! It’s all I’ve heard for the last two weeks. I just returned from a week’s retreat in the Sequoias and my answering machine is full of the bitch. All lovely kind words for the fabulous…
San Francisco Sentinel August 23, 1990 Street Talk Behind the Scenes By Doris Fish You have no idea how dull my life can get. At my age it’s often a delight to be bored and not to move for hours at a time, but it does bring back memories of busier days. …
San Francisco Sentinel Street Talk August 30, 1990 Wicked, Wicked Friends By Doris Fish Is your favorite friend the worst person you know? Until his death nobody was wickeder than Tommy Pace. But he was so beloved that his naughty antics were tolerated even by the victims. One tale I heard was…
San Francisco Sentinel September 13, 1990 Street Talk Here She Is! Miss Jersey Street! By Doris Fish It would be pretty hard to write about the ‘Miss Jersey Street’ contest without mentioning Jean Marie Helmick, even though she begged me not to put her name in this paper. She describes herself as “one…
San Francisco Sentinel October 4, 1990 Street Talk Did I Say Something Wrong? By Doris Fish Gosh, I’m not so sure I like all this attention. Still, I stuck my neck out, so I have only myself to blame! While I take some delight in causing a little stir, I’m a real…
SAN FRANCISCO SENTINEL October 18, 1990 Street Talk “Let’s Bite Each Other’s Tails Off” By Doris Fish There’s a heartbreaking phenomenon – one often reads in the tales of farm animal abuse; the victims will attack each other. Chickens peck each other to death to get a little space and pigs, too…