Brown Paper Packages: Part I
Nothing can make my day like a UPS truck driver… Read more »
I was moving some stuff over to my girlfriend’s apartment over the weekend because I stay there quite a bit and we are trying to consolidate and eliminate… Read more »
Washed, lubed and ready to go, the beautifully shaped Fling and I had an amusing evening together… Read more »
The only thing that marks the Citadel from the buildings around it is a small paper sign on the blacked-out glass door… Read more »
Dear Lipstick and Dipstick: What is with lesbians who have special dietary needs—and put all their less evolved, meat eating, chocoholic, wheat bread and whole milk-loving friends through hell over it? Case in point: I went out with my special-needs-diet friend to listen to music. She wanted to eat out,… Read more »
“How beautiful is the universe when something digestible meets with an eager digestion.” –Don Marquis… Read more »
Ditchbank [dɪtʃbæÅ‹k], v., to drive to the country, park on the bank of a ditch and have sexual intercourse. In the small farming town where I grew up, we have this fabulous phenomenon called ditchbanking. Having nothing to do for entertainment, we have a lot of sex. Having no where… Read more »
So it’s been going along swimmingly, this relationship thing. I’m really into it… Read more »
December 1st is my birthday, and I can’t think of a better way to celebrate the month of my birth than by declaring it Drama-Free December… Read more »