America, A Once Proud Nation (Four Nights in Hotlanta)

As we met new people, our declaration of being Canadian was usually followed by apologetic faces on their part. I mean, we're the Canucks; we're the ones supposed to be apologizing. The female partner of one couple we met said, "Why are you here? You must hate us." We don't hate the US. As one who studies Canadian - American interactions pointed out, Canadians often make fun of Americans as we get smothered by their presence being we are such a smaller country. One Canadian comedian wrote a piece about, after Orange was first elected, how Canada was at the same bar and trying to convince the US it had too much to drink and now better get home to face its spouse. (I've been unable to find the link and will edit this if I do). Let's be [Read more...]

The Gray Wolf Comes

Okay, okay...I'm late. Luckily, being self-published, of no great concern in the grand scheme. As such, aiming at May 1 for this one and I am pleased to share the cover of the first part of my newest project, The Farms of Gray Wolf:  

Barney

Day two of our adventure and it seems we have made a friend. So much so that this little fella will be making a cameo appearance in my new novel that is currently being written. Everybody, meet Barney. Barney, this is everybody. I know, I know. This is supposed to be erotic for Wicked Wednesday and most of you just won't get the connection yet. Well, first part of The Farms of Gray Wolf is going to be posted on Amazon for April 1, and then you just might understand. Until then, just know that he's a cool lil dude.

The Lonely Razor

As a male, I don't think I quite understood the razor as an erotic tool until a friend asked me one, simple question: "Do you think I want a mouth full of hair?" Alas, my discovery of the razor, one of the more underrated erotic tools a man can use, for purely selfish reasons. Having gone and stayed clean-shaven recently, for the first time in over a decade, there are other better reasons.