Eeep!

We have a cat next door. He’s a fat one, too.

One night I was sitting outside smoking a cigarette and saw this mass of fur moving down the driveway. We’d seen a raccoon lurking in a tree not too long before, so I got a lil nervous and had to turn the light on. It was just the cat out prowling.

I ended up being awake at 4:30 or so this morning, so I went out to smoke a cigarette and something similar happened.

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Dr Cruel: On Masculinity and Sex

I’m just gonna go ahead and admit that there’s a particular Carly Simon song that (in sharp contrast to most of her music) doesn’.t make me change the channel or drive screaming into a bridge abutment. It.s called, ”All I Want is You,” and the best lyric in the song goes, ”I don.t want a man who tiptoes up the stairs.” I can.t think of a better one-sentence encapsulation of ds.

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