I'll say upfront that I'm healthy as a horse, depending on the horse, and also what a weird saying that is, anyway. That is to say that I'm all good, and according to my recent bloodwork, even better than that. Short the pending results from my boob smashing session as well as the upcoming tube-up-the-pooper, … Continue reading Death Becomes Her
It always cracks me up when people suggest that I “must take care of myself” when I reveal my age. What does that even mean? It’s supposed to be a compliment, I’m aware, but I don’t jive well with it, and not just because it’s an awkward one in the first place. Sure, I take … Continue reading Bootlick This
With all good intentions, I haven’t posted jack in several days, leaving me feeling somewhat deflated as I fall asleep each night. When I began this crazy journey, my initial goal was to write and publish an entry every day. And while I’ve found fodder to be easy to come by as I roll down … Continue reading Eyeballin’ Authenticity
Most of us have been there- some of us more than once, at that place along the path of life where we stop to assess what we're doing, where we're going, and whether or not we're happy. The crossroads, it's called, and I hear it's as exciting as it is scary, although the latter is … Continue reading Life’s Like a Jump Rope
