Well, He's . . . Sensitive
Written in 2006. The first person I gave my ass to was 22 years old, worked at MacDonalds and got around on a bicycle because he had lost his license in a DUI incident. Oh, there was that event years earlier with that fireman . . . but fear, pain and lack of experience brought … Read more
‘Don’t you give me none of your lip!’ These are memorable words from my adolescence. They were spoken by Bobby Beck in my seventh grade Math class, to our teacher . . . whose name escapes me. She was a tough old bat and he was the class baddass. I think Bobby was probably Hyperactive … Read more
I just spent my third straight day at the beach. No, not full days, but certainly a few hours each of the last 3. It’s been three days that make you say, ‘I love San Diego!’ Incredible blue overhead that get’s darker and deeper the higher you gaze; Blue black Pacific turning emerald near the … Read more
‘You oughta get yourself some hormones, honey!’ — said Jessica Tandy’s character in ‘Fried Green Tomatos’, Ninny Threadgood. My hormones are all outa wack. I know: that’s something a woman would say. Women are allowed to have screwy hormones. Us guys are supposed to drift through life on a constant testosterone high. I assure you, … Read more
So this is the year of the gay wedding. Bravo. The gender-bias of our marriage code has been one of the greatest inconsistencies of the American journey in recent years. So some day soon there won’t be a schism between ‘You should marry who you love,’ and ‘Marriage means one man and one woman.’ Some … Read more