This are just some random thoughts, ponderings, poetry etc.
Death is the ultimate inconvenience.
Calling a long sexual dry spell celibacy doesn't make it any easier to bear.
Grief is a bitch in stilletos who stomps the tarantella on your heart.
I wish I could pimp slap half the decision makers in Washington, DC
I'm worried for my 20 year old cousin who enlisted in the Army and leaves for bootcamp on Tuesday.:redface: He's sweet and kind and a bit like Forrest Gump in his naivete and being kept sheltered from the world by an overprotective single mom.
Why am I the only one who knows how to empty the friggin' dishwasher?