A New Day Has Begun!
Meeting two wonderful people! Merci M.C. and Mat!
sTV - Wacky Hailstorm Adventure
Freak hail storm in Toronto. Cooooooooool!
Realization - I’M THE RHODA!
So here’s the foot. Six days later. It’s getting better but I’m still limping.
I wouldn’t have missed Pride for anything!
Rufus is feeling better, thank God. I was getting tired of the clean up.
A BIG THANK YOU to ELLEN for taking Rufus on his walks and even cleaning up when he’d had an accident. […]
Molesting The Tissue
It could possibly be rumour, may be speculation, or perhaps scientific fact that sneezing releases the same endorphins as when you orgasm.
Honeychile, if that’s the case then I’m fourteen and basking in puberty. If I was heterosexual, in nine months I could have 80 children brought forth to the world.
Starting with the headache which becomes […]
Calm, Centered, HARUUUUUUUM. HARUUUUUUUM
So there I am, touching my chi in public, when it dawns on me.
The men in the Beaches are HOT. I mean hot. And the huge frustration is…they’re all straight.
It drives me nuts.
I take Rufus down to the park and my saliva glands are in over drive and I’m like Pavlov’s dog at […]
Back In Bed With The Devil
The dream, right before I woke up, the kind that let me glide out of sleep before the alarm went off, had me back in the theatre.
I was auditioning for some big Theatre, here in Toronto. They kept me waiting in this room that was all glass and I could see outside.
There was a […]
Showing Legs While Pondering Technology
Today is the was new day, the first day, the day of blessing.
Shorts, I wore shorts. Now I was wearing them in Spain but to be able to wear them after our winter, well that’s nothing short of a gift. It’s not that I even have particularly sexy legs but I do love to have […]
The Rain In Spain does NOT Stay Mainly In The Plain
I said it. I opened my big, freaking mouth and said something about the weather.
And now here we are, stuck inside cause it’s raining.
So, here’s a drink to my tempting fate.
Henry and I stayed inside and played a British version of Trivial Pursuit. Can I honestly tell you that I don’t give a rat’s ass […]
Heart Of Darkness (or Siddhartha)
Bathed in circumstantial history, you look back. Amazing how the present just sends you reeling back into the past.
Talking with old friends, you blanket yourself in that coloured yesterday and wonder where the hell it went wrong.
There’s not so much regret as remorse.
Why has this hit me now? I’m not dreaming about him1 anymore […]
"Excuse me sir, is this your lung?"
It’s official. Winter has finally kicked my ass. Oh it’s kicked it, right in my privates and sent my ‘John Thomas’ spiraling up my throat. I feel like Old Man Winter just did a drive by and I’m plucking out the bullets.
Now I haven’t been sick in a very long time. Five years ago, last […]