Just before we get to the closet bit, let’s rally through a point form update since my last blog, which was way too long ago. Point Form Begins Here (Duh) After Eckhart in the Rockies, my memory is fuzzy, though I’m pretty sure I didn’t do magical mushrooms again, though I can’t be positive. End […]
Friendship and Houseguests
As previously mentioned, the first month I owned my cozy abode, I wasn’t in Vancouver. A desperate and destitute friend—needing a temp place pronto—moved in with her three pups. Did I mention three dogs are not permitted in my building? Did I mention I’m a cat person? The second month that I own the place […]
Facelifts and So Forth
What To Consider When Considering Cosmetic Surgery. Anxious and waiting—and possibly oozing beneath the mummified bandages—in the private clinic of a plastic surgeon’s office spotlighted by fluorescent lights … Me: The swelling isn’t that bad. Marilyn: I don’t know. I have no one to compare it to. I don’t know anyone who’s had a facelift […]
Flirting & Master Dater ShenANNAgins
How To Meet Single Men In Vancouver.. Or Not. A girl friend and I are strolling by a hole-in-the-brick-wall mysterious venue in Gastown when a tall, not unhandsome guy in retro military gear asks us, “Are you into fetish parties?” An army green 1940s BMW cafe racer with matching camo sidecar is parked beside this […]
Hipsters, Crazies And Coffee.
I’ll Miss You, Too, La La Land … The Hipsters While “researching” this “article,” I sent an email to a gay, as in homo, as in homosexual homo-sapien—who I call J’Mo (his first name starts with J and, well, you get the rest). Anyway, I asked him how to tell the difference between a gay […]
Let’s Talk Razor Burn.
…Because Then She Shaved My Face… If you want a detailed list of the cosmetic procedures I’ve done to look baby-face fresh, you’ll have to read my memoir. Or at least skip to that chapter. Oh wait, details are sprinkled throughout. In that case, feel free to skim-read—though, you would be missing out on plenty […]
Two Words: Bionic. Vagina.
Taking Charge Of Urinary Incontinence aka Leaky Bladder. Before we get to female aging and bodily disfunctions… One: I apologize. I apologize for not writing for so long. I’m sorry. I’m Canadian so I’m always sorry. It’s in our nature. And yes, I am grouping all Canadians into this friendly-nature-and-polite-apologizing generality. So sue me. (Um, […]
In Kathmandu Playing ‘Cat and Mouse’ with A Dastardly Old Hound.
Oh, Lolita! I would like to preface this tattletale by admitting that I took my chances choosing such a provocatively controversial novel—Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov. It’s the tale (pun) of a thirty-seven-year-old man (pedophile) obsessed with a twelve-year-young nymphette. Let that be a lesson to me. However, mes cheries! I did give “Almost a Grandfather”—married […]
Nepal: Never-Ending Peace and Love. (Maybe Too Much Love.)
Not sure how I’m going to compact a month in Nepal into one blog, but I ams gonna try … I wasn’t going to blog Nepal. This blog—naughtypotty—is a random collection of dark (shady? sketchy? let’s go with kind of pathetic and too personal) comedy skits in narrative format on a screen, and my time […]
A Frank Conversation about Sexual Preferences: Anything Goes between Consenting Adults.
Boracay Beach, Philippines Blog Nine. We’re at Nigis, and he’s showing us risqué photos on his iPhone of the Lady-boys he’s been with. Wait, let me “back up” a bit. (And forewarn My Little Mom about the adult content of this blog.) Earlier (like fifteen minutes ago) … I’m at Nigis. Blue Eyes is here […]
