For various reasons that, for now, must remain secret, I have had cause to leave my apartment at night and stumble around town until I lose whatever thought I had just previously found and find myself, instead, terribly lost and in need of a sit-down at some time likely after midnight. This wouldn’t be a […]

A cure for boredom. Wearing a tank top, gym shorts and nothing underneath, bike cross-town against 20mph winds and 30 degree thunder and lightning and sleet. Oh, my! It seemed like a much better idea when I was in the locker-room.

Le Buttfuckerie n: a café or other such light eatery doubling as a public anal sex provider or performance space, characterized by a very relaxed setting and practitioners wearing those puffy chef hats, whose grooming includes pencil thin zigzag mustaches and triangular soul patches. “Le buttfuckerie n’est pas très agréable en raison de la syphilitique […]