My nephew’s arms are softer than a mink, and definitely softer than every baby’s arm you have touched. He is two. His arm skin has stretched out some, but it’s still no rougher than when I first held him, when he was two months old. Last night he yanked his dove soft arm inside his […]
Read More Tiger, TigerOprah and I usually get along fine. But this week, she did a show on erotica and pornography. Some women have sex with strangers, on camera, for money. Some women buy kinky lingerie and sex toys. The show gave the overview of everything NC-17 and passed judgment on none of it. So I’m going to. […]
Read More Hearts and FlowersThis week I was reading about the Arian controversy. These nuts in the 4th century spent years and years trying to firmly ascertain whether Jesus, the sorta founder of their religion, was a human or a God or a Godlike thing. The cutest part of the debate was the way the poor Holy Spirit was […]
Read More Splitting HairsEvery time I hear a Fiona Apple song, I remember and miss my righteous indignation. My love of righteous indignation may have been my most passionate and long-term relationship, in fact. And for returning home, after a quarrel, a bitter, wistful song is just right. You never loved me. Use me. It will always be […]
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