Asexual merges
During this fucking pandemic, I think I forgot how to do it. But I’m not the only one.
In order for me to get off, you need to get on…
During this fucking pandemic, I think I forgot how to do it. But I’m not the only one.
In order for me to get off, you need to get on…
Email: Subject Line: [My favorite password]
Holy fucking shit, I’ve been hacked.
Lewis Black hates tennis. But he closed his show in Austin, Texas on Friday, Nov. 22 with a little tale about the John Newcombe Tennis Ranch. (video)
We are all born with some anti-social “behaviors” like monkeys flinging shit in a zoo; until our families, “friends” and classmates beat the rules of society into our thick skulls.
It’s taken me months to fully admit it… But I can now say I was sexually harassed on a boat in Alaska.
I was just two windows away from my second possible menage-a-trois, and I’m so old, I didn’t even turn around to look.
It had been a long day and a half in a crowded room listening to stories about work while not getting any work done. I couldn’t wait to head over to Hooters.
It had been built in our imaginations like a combination of Camelot and Plato’s Retreat. It was the first Hooters in the state — newly opened in downtown Phoenix.
I tried to play volleyball, once. Nearly, got my nose broken (by the Bear) and almost got in a different fight.
It was early in our relationship. Shortly after I ate the tamale husks to impress the Savages.
I only have one “sex” story that I used to share in public.
I was 16 years old and working at the ghetto grocery store that was a few blocks from my parents’ house. One winter night around 9 p.m. I was rounding up the last of the shopping carts in the parking lot.
This tiny little rusted out piece-of-shit sedan was a rockin’.
Neurodivergent Writer & Teacher / Powered by ADHD
Tripping over roots and rocks since 1996
Bad advice for a father trying to do good by his family.
When In Doubt, Go Big.
Not suitable for children, the sensitive or those hoping to get into heaven.
An atheist blog that seeks to discredit the Bible by exposing its silliness.
Pieces of life and the love of family mixed with the passion to ride
Like Mother Teresa, only better.
Riding the South Coast of Massachusetts and Rhode Island
cycling less than i plan
"Nothing that happens to a writer -- however happy, however tragic -- is ever wasted." ~ P.D. James
playwright, screenwriter, and novelist
The Dude Abides. I'm A Dude AbiKes. I wonder as I wander around Austin on a bicycle.
All kinds of ideas and thoughts
A Funny Blog
"We make bitter better."
Incoherent ranting & cries from the edge of sanity, mostly.
"This blog is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're gonna get." - F.G.
If you aren't living on the edge, you're taking up too much space
Where smartasses chase unicorns
A place for grumpy old men- ladies and the young are welcome if they feel they are up to it.
My life as a cautionary tale.
Informative, invigorating, sometimes even entertaining ... Your comments are encouraged here!
- Satire, Commentary, Satirical Commentary -