July 2018

I will travel for you. You will give me precisely what I ask. We both will be enormously pleased.

Boundaries can be fun. Liberating, even.

I’m a hungry ghost, desperately seeking certain feelings, desperately seeking to escape other feelings.

I want you to be my assistant. To do all these things for me. Please.

I’ve been trying out a virtual assistant, and I really like it. Read on….

Green gabardine shirts, buckets of wet sand hauled from six-foot depths, and a shared copy of Playboy — the holy trinity of all-boys camp in the early ’80s.

A plea to a friend who’s gone silent.

There are a lot of ways you can communicate with me. This is a tease – a bit of information as to how I interact with the apps you might use. In my NEXT post, I’ll tell you what I imagine you’re communicating to me with your choice. But in this post, it’s just a little bit of information about how I interact with the various apps on my phone.

The only company whose spam I can’t stop receiving.

In which I’m asked by a woman how she might most effectively conjure a FWB or threesome…. Seriously. (Is it that hard for a woman? I’m really shocked.)