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There are no cars or trucks driving on my street. Birds sing as the milkman checks his list and drops off 4 pots of yogurt, two pints skim while whistling a jaunty tune. Neighborhood stray dogs are banding together to do fanciful tricks for our enjoyment. The Brazilians lie sideways in their hammocks, thinking about […]

These are two rather rude thoughts.

1) Wearing a jaunty red hat with feathers while sitting on the toilet feels kind of weird, especially when you’re in a hotel where the mirror faces the toilet and you can see yourself.
2) I would like someday for a girl to say the following about me: “He’s so hot it makes my cunt hurt.”