The Bartender - My Dissolute Life

Back to the bar – it’s not the same

I visit the bar. It’s not the same.

I sat at the bar. It had been a long day. As I wrote in my notebook, the Olympics silently[…]

“We’re getting married. We haven’t set a date yet, but it’s more than a year off. Do you have any[…]

Here are some things in the hopper: An update on the ever-hot, ever-stimulating Sofia. A brief musing on the nature[…]

She’s small – maybe 5 feet. Maybe not even. She wore a tight grey tank. Her breasts – round, full[…]