Category: Navel-Gazing

8 Fuckin Years

8 Fuckin Years

Last week, the 15th, was technically my blog anniversary but I felt that bitching about Lelo and Charlie Sheen took some priority. I started out this calendar year doing things different. I tried to...

All of My Friends Live in a Box

All of My Friends Live in a Box

  As someone born before 1985, I am apparently part of the last generation to know life Before and After the Internet. I remember dial-up and AOL, ISCABBS and the time when we used...

Manners, Community and Blogging

Manners, Community and Blogging

Today, something quite unusual happened. I received a friend request on Facebook ~which was preceded by an introduction message~. I imagine some of you are cocking your head like “what’s that?”, right? I have...

Soundtrack of the day (or week, really)

Soundtrack of the day (or week, really)

I escaped the Big Storm mostly unscathed…many of my Bubble Crew seems to as well so far. My body is still recovering from the tremendous flare-up that rolled in before the storm did. We...

Wake The Neighbors….

Wake The Neighbors….

When I recently visited my longtime friend, the topic turned of course to sex at one or two points. Clinical, theoretical, opinionated talks. One topic, after numerous drinks by the couple, turned to how...