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Nietzsche and the Stomach Virus.

I had a dream last night.
It wasn’t a flying dream, a sex dream, one of those dreams where I dream friends of mine accidentally get pregnant, or even a partial nightmare of when another friend [finally] comes out of the closet.
No. This dream was an extended philosophical discussion between myself and my dreaming self about [...]

Chisling

This morning as I was brushing my teeth I caught a glimpse of what three months of going to the gym has produced… I got me some damn sexy armpits. All this hell for pretty pits?!
If I work really hard, by Christmas I should have the crotches between my knuckles looking almost Supermanish.

Damn, those pesky man nipples.

Yesterday was that sort of day. The weather was warm, but not too warm. Kaly was at the lake with a few friends.
Leslie and I were home alone, left to our own devices (cue the porn music) which included: waking up late, eating healthy cereal, working in the yard and of course washing the dogs. [...]

Holycrap! Where to start?

It’s been a long while since my last real post and all sorts of stuff have happened…
For one, the project that took most of January and February is now complete. It was/is a book. A seventy-something page book, and I swear each page seemed to take eleventy-two hours. I could’ve drawn each page, set [...]