Since I published my post last week opossum v dog I have been inundated with hate mail, angry phone calls and one passive-aggressive singing telegram made by a man wearing an opossum suit who ended the routine by fake spitting cheesy string at me with a flamboyant hiss. Apparently there are a shit-ton of opossum lovers out there and they are…
Opossum V Dog
The Puppy is the dog I rescued from a broken down Peugeot in the mountains of Southern Spain. She is weird and awkward and anti-social and that makes me love her even more because she’s just like me. I Look Like My Dog They say a dog and its human often morph into the same being, separated into two bodies…
Treasure Island Drum Circle
Sunday is one of my seven fundays. Fun for me means a strictly regimented routine so that I always know what I’m supposed to be doing. On Sunday mornings (when I’m not working) we play tennis, Sunday afternoons are spent with football or movies and lots and lots of cooking, and Sunday evenings are for the Treasure Island Drum Circle.…
Hot Nurse Is My Safeword
Orientation With Many Hot Nurses I’m starting a new job this month. It’s another part-time job, because every job in Florida is a part-time job. The average Floridian is far too busy doing one of four things: (1) Smoking crack, (2) fending off the roving bands of crackheads, (3) drinking margaritas while listening to Jimmy Buffett, or (4) fending off…