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, included this question:

Want the sex life to be like it used to?

You mean infrequent, followed by screaming matches and holiday gun play; random or at the whim of a completely unemotional older woman working her way through a salon of bucks fortnightly, leading to overly frequent trips the the restroom and eventually to get a 4 inch wood swab up the weiner and the worst sunburn of your life from the tetracycline?

No. No, I can’t say I do want the sex life to be like it used to.