Archive for September, 2005

All the members of Living Colour are black, even Muzz Skillings.

When grandpa Viv kicked back in ’86 on my sister’s birthday there turned out to be some money left over from the moonshining great-grandpa Viv had done to the federales during the Manhattan Science Project. So pa Viv decided it was time to liberate me from the ’77 Volkswagon van I’d inherited from my drunk […]

Want the sex life to be like it used to?

I’ve only been online for a few days now but I’ve already made many, many friends who send me dozens of emails each day; though frankly some of it is so personal, I’d rather not discuss it right now.
One of the recent ones that I think is general enough to address with you, my reader, […]

Out with the pram.

“Oh, what a darling little girl.”
“Thank you. He’s a boy.”
“Oh, he’s so cute. What’s his name?”
“Vivian.”
She stares and smiles and blinks. And smiles.
“Isn’t that usually a girl’s name?”
“Are you calling me a girl?”
“No, I mean. Of course not. I was just saying that all the Vivians I’ve known have been girls.”
“Are you calling me […]