TUI

My friends, a long overdue update.  As I celebrate 10 years of freedom, life is very different. Even a one degree shift in trajectory can ha...

I had long forgotten about this blog. So you probably have too. But if anyone should happen to wonder and wander and stumble across it...

I had been floating along below the surface for years. I hated being on methadone. I hated using every day. The only thing I hated more, ...

Artist: Aurel Schmidt My favourite part of the day is walking to work. Everyday, I take the same route. Everyday, my work heel...

I see your comments and I read them. It makes me feel like I should keep telling my story, even if I wish I had a better one to tell. Thank...

Damp like you wish your wife's panties were. Damp like the cave between a fatty's rolls. Damp like the towel on the end of your bed....

I'm not slashed of throat, formaldahyded, or scattered to the howling winds.  I'm still out there, here, somewhere, my legs c...

Mostly, I delete them. Sometimes I leave them. But the comments are clear, although he has never met me, Mr Anonymous loathes me. Wants me t...