2024

Serena is late, and disappoints me just a bit. Turns out, I manage it fine.

Serena and I attend Chemistry – NYC’s best sex party – for their “Short shorts and booty T’s” party.

I write a blog, and have done for over a decade, so, naturally, I’m filled with narcissism.

I’m headed off to the Chemistry sex party with Serena, and I can’t. Fucking. Wait.

I’m headed back to Chemistry, and very excited….

How dangerous am I?

Intrusive thoughts on a massage table.

JD Vance (or James Donald Bowman, to deadname the fucker) is one racist motherfucker.

I have a LOT of intrusive thoughts.

I don’t go to strip clubs often.