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A danger directed.
It’s a difficult topic to segue into with your partner. I mean, you can’t just introduce it over the phone when they are on holiday or in the midst of a cuddle session. And you know when you do bring it up (however awkwardly… Continue Reading “A danger directed.”
Stupid fire.
No blog post yesterday owing the strange underground fire that shut down electricity in Vancouver’s core, and tanked a number of major Internet servers in the process. Fortunately we’re restored today though many shops are still without power and might be for the rest… Continue Reading “Stupid fire.”
In the news….
I’ve been avoiding writing about Morgentaler “controversy” mainly because it’s a completely manufactured outrage coming from the singular quarters of the Catholic Church. I note it here today only because the Montreal Gazette has posted an excellent editorial on the matter. And in other… Continue Reading “In the news….”
Orgasmic food.
I know. I know. Orgasmic food? But I am telling you people, click on that photo and you will see one of the greatest meals of my life. A simple blend of seafood tossed with pasta and some veggies sauteed in oil, basil and… Continue Reading “Orgasmic food.”
Beautiful new boots.
What is it about boots? I don’t covet any other footwear and never have. But shiny, black, tall, leather, brown, scuffed, parade, steel-capped, knee-high, sexy, utilitarian, macho, cutesy – boots in all their manifestations I lust after. And yesterday I made two of the… Continue Reading “Beautiful new boots.”
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