I cast thee out: Get behind me, Satan!

“From ghosties and ghoulies and long-leggedy beasties and things that go bump in the night, Good Lord deliver us.” We all have our demons. I am definitely not an exception. I still have a particular monster under my bed. (I would say I have a skeleton in my closet, but the door is wide open, and nearly all those have come clattering out onto the floor.) But to stretch this extended metaphor to its breaking point, I will...

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The newest gay superhero: Dr. Anticlimax

Okay, a little background about what’s going on lately. I’ve been pretty open about being an escort with just about everyone. I tend to treat it the way Madonna did when pictures of her came out in Penthouse way back in 1985. Her response was something on the order of, “Yeah. And?” It kinda killed that particular controversy. I didn’t become an escort to shock people. In fact that has nothing to do with...

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Beautiful Booties, Inc.

I so wish my iPhone would allow me to transfer this voicemail onto my computer, so that I could share it with you… I have said many times in the past that my family knows what I do, but I’ve always mentioned it in reference to Mom and Gramma… Well… lol hahahaha When Dad calls me, it’s almost always a sing-song voicemail that he leaves for me. Today I woke up and got the following sung into my in-box:...

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