Monthly Archives: August 2015

Well, twenty-four hours after my gut had me praying for death, I was mostly back to normal. And after five days of absence, the mutt returned home. So there were no permanent repercussions from the events discussed in my last … Continue reading →

Today was probably the second worst day in my life. On the way home from work, I stopped by a friend’s house to drop off some leftover decorating stuff that ExRoomie didn’t want, and neither did I. She wasn’t awake … Continue reading →

I have a problem. I’m a deviant. A pervert. Way beyond anything that would simply be considered a freak of nature. Why? Because I enjoy sex and I have a significant appetite for it. One of my exes gave me … Continue reading →

Several months ago, I acquired a Parker 45 fountain pen from one of my favorite people on the planet. Since then, it’s been a love/hate relationship. I love the pen. It’s beautiful and elegant in its simplicity of style. It’s … Continue reading →

I haven’t written about my still-kinda-new-to-me house in a while. I’ve been extra busy working on it the last few weeks, though. I’m very close to ready to post pictures, but not quite there yet. The person I criticized here … Continue reading →

BB&T bank is notoriously anti-gun. They were the first in the area that I saw to post their branches against legal carry. In the address change package that I got after officially clearing my old house, there was a $100 … Continue reading →