Confessions of a B*ll Breaker: Apparently They Were Right About Me All Along
The truth of my tendency to emasculate has, alas, been unmasked. Read on.
At What Point Does Age Become Irrelevant as We Live Life? And How Do We Welcome That Process?
I could just title this DAMN I Love My Readers.
Observations From a Few Days in Party Town Patong, Thailand
An isolated town grows and grows and explodes and becomes a party town/ex-pat haven. Where does one go to "get away from it all" any more?
"Ya'll Middle-Aged Lames...." When an Insult Just Motivates Me Even More
Hell, folks. "Ya'll" can wallow in age-hate. I'm gonna eat that shit for breakfast.