Friday, February 21, 2020


Look up.  Look way up.  There's an eagle at the top of that mast!

It's spring, and young hormones are fizzing.  I passed several pairs of canoodlers while walking along the waterfront last week.  The evening air was overpowered by the aroma of body spray, but I did learn a new term: kink shame.  As in, "I don't kink shame, but if that's what y'all are into y'all need Jesus."  I almost want to know what was suggested.  Almost.  

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