I haven't been able to stop thinking about this since I first heard about it on NPR, this 'Garbage Island' twice the size of Texas which is floating in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. The island is made up of toxic materials, primarily of plastic and other non-biodegradable material. The reporter likened the currents in the ocean like a huge toilet bowl where water from the various places sweep plastic debris and end up all tangled up, floating (because plastic floats) and trapping all sorts of shit in its wake. Fish and other marine animals eat this shit up which then enters into our food supply. Full story...
When a toilet paper roll is yet to be unfurled, its direction is unknown. Like cellophane tape, you see the edge, the line, but you don't know its direction.
As seen on Chicago's craigslist:FFC E Lakeview - m4m - 29 (Stairs)We past each other and I glanced down the stairs and saw you looking up.
Remember back to when I first reporting a burning sensation I had back there? You don't? I don't know why you would forget such an important event in my life that involved my butthole.
It's really not that easy to stay upbeat in this recession. Some of my friends here at work have lost their jobs.
With the Inauguration of our new President, the White House website has been updated.I don't think I had expected to see LGBT issues to be front and center at the new website, but I was totally surpised and delighted to see it.
I knew, of course, that one day this would happen to me, that I would end up in the dumpster, though the mere idea of it tickles the vomit-trigger in the back of my throat.
John McNally, ever the self-promoter (just like moi), had sent me a copy of his new book and asked me to write a review of it in Amazon.
Hmmmn. Not the avalanche that I expected, but here are a couple of responses I got for my Ad on craigslist:This one seems to be from some girl who thinks I have drugs.
You know, when I was single, I hated personal ads, primarily because I thought that most of them were deceitful, if not outright lies--or at least the ones I wrote were.
In the past few months, I have thought a lot about my Will. I've talked to my boyfriend about what to do in the event of my death.
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