Musing

The most important moments to be grateful are the hardest ones. This year, I managed.

I can’t breathe.

Some friends and I have dinner, and objectify the waitress. In a way I’m embarrassed to say I’ve done forever. I see just a little Harvey Weinstein in myself.

#metoo, but different

I like Scotch.

Sunlight cures many ailings.

Jeffrey Dahmer, Harvey Weinstein, and me.

Smoking is really fucking complicated.

Writing a sex blog as a dominant man can be lonely. Sure, I have lots of sex, and have made good friends through this, but still. I think I’m unique, and I would prefer not to be.

Americans have unrealistic expectations with respect to healthcare. And, I like sex.