Introducing my newest talent:

Ok, so calling this talent new isn’t exactly accurate given many of these things were completed within the past year. I am one of those people who knows I am talented. But I do always have issues showing things to others. I could go into a psychological profile and explanation of my issues with pride…

It’a not that November didn’t exist, see

November existed, and even without the company of a certain few who were there at the end of October, it definitely existed and was hands down one of my most memorable months. The sex I had over the past month was that kind of sex that basically made me forget to do everything, save checking…

this was one of those times I’m censoring at least half

The idea of hurting people goes against everything I believe in for any reason whatsoever. So I tend to really censor myself sometimes, not counting or divulging certain identifying details about a situation or my feelings about it. Now I feel like I should have the ability to at least be free about my feelings…

Happy Birthday to Me!!

Today I am 35. As a testament to the stars without makeup bullshit I see all of the time, I have decided to reveal my own makeup-free face. A kind of permanent reminder if you will of my mid-life point. Tomorrow I will have to post my Birthday Girl out on the town photos…they will…

Clued in and Glued in

I can say one thing—chick’s head’s screwed on a bit tighter these days. There was a long expanse of time ending really on Monday full of strife and pain, the fucking worst in despair. I could not talk during this time, hence my lengthy silence. I literally had nothing to say, nothing good at all,…

Rocktober Shakes Me Straight to the Core

This month is always interesting for me. It is the first month I feel like Fall is an inevitability given the weather’s somehow overnight switch to brisker winds and sun splashed landscapes. Denver in October is like a warm impressionist painting, all golds and crimsons sometimes crisping the outside of fleshier melon centers. Those are…

Lyons, for a few

I’m up in Lyons, now, enjoying some time away from my real life to live my fake life…the one with dogs and a house and bike rides through the mountains and coyote moons and lovely things like that. It is harder to be so selfish in a place like this, I realize, because perspective is…

funny photo illustrating wiggling man trying to get your attention time

I woke up again at 6 am…this was a far cry from the night before, up from 4-6 am, trying just about everything to get my little head down after that. It was probably the beer, of course, but that’s the way the cookie crumbles. My body has a 4 hour filtration time where it…

no, it feels greatttt…. ;)

I finished the blog. No more posts hidden on any other secret blogs that haven’t been uploaded. For the most part these are all of the public and semi-public posts going back 11 (yes ELEVEN) years to October 2000. The best part about this, is I can now pull these stunts…on this day back in…

it’s obvious in the way you write and move

Oh wow, what an idiot I am, right? A friend of mine pointed out that it is obvious I am trying to format my blog like my book in some ways, taking out the spontaneity and tone and editing the shit to almost unrecognizable bits. And it’s true and I had been thinking about that….


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