Sympathy for the devil
I have a couple of superpowers. One, apparently, is empathy. On the day of the Boston Marathon, I felt the[…]
Read moreThinks I think
I have a couple of superpowers. One, apparently, is empathy. On the day of the Boston Marathon, I felt the[…]
Read moreOver a year ago, I wrote a bit about my “type,” about how I prefer petite women – the tinier[…]
Read moreAlmost a year ago, I wrote about the Anthony Weiner scandal. In the last week, Weiner has been in the[…]
Read moreI love eating pussy. There’s little I prefer in the world. So why is it so hard for me to[…]
Read moreMy good friend, Liza, who has a plethora of blogs (with the lovely Livia Writes) and Tumblrs and Twitter accounts[…]
Read moreI write this blog. Some people read it. It’s intimate, self-disclosing, ruminative. I write about what I think and what[…]
Read moreWe men are like a kid running with scissors: irresponsible and dangerous.
Read moreEarlier today, I posted some definitions of words, or rather, not so much “definitions” as a guide to how I[…]
Read moreI throw around words in highly specific ways in reference to myself, and in recent days, in a couple of[…]
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