Category Archives: men
What I Didn’t Say
When a woman walked into my friend’s grocery store, without a mask, refusing to wear one when he politely asked her to, I didn’t say…hey bitch, who do you think you are? After my friend made the decision not to … Continue reading
Unrequited Love
I’m in the Park with my friend Jack, who’s harboring a broken heart, I thought he’d be over by now, but alas, he still carries a torch, for Lisette. She’s a beauty all right, a real head turner without a … Continue reading
Meat and Potato Men
I’m referring to an old-fashioned type of male you don’t see so much anymore. The man who steps up, no matter what. The fella who faces the bully, chases the bad guy, who runs into the burning building to save … Continue reading
The Big Bang
This piece concerns three men: John Kennedy, Bill Clinton and Eliot Spitzer, the latter, the former Governor of New York, Andrew Cuomo’s disgraced predecessor, who in 2008, stepped down due to his inappropriate sexual conduct rivaling the Marquis de Sade’s. … Continue reading
Those Wacky Presidents Part Three
It’s interesting what stays with you when you read, our noble list of leaders lingering like after dinner mints. Let’s begin with the short of it… James Madison, being only 5’4 weighing less that 100 pounds. Must have been like … Continue reading
If My Feet Could Talk
When I went to see Vivet who does my nails figuring, I’d have to wait till August to get a pedicure since women’s toes are chomping at the bit, she surprised me when she said… “I’m free now.” I expected … Continue reading
To Your Neutral Corners
I’m no political animal by any means, and frankly, couldn’t care less whose approval ratings are up or down, however…there is something I’d like to say. STOP INSULTING ONE ANOTHER!!! WHY CAN’T YOU PLAY NICE DURING THIS CHALLENGING TIME? Excuse … Continue reading
To Vote for Whom…That is the Question
The 2020 Presidential Potato Sack Race, my new name for it since, it does have a country fair feel to it, (don’t you think?) has brought my cynicism to new heights. Think Gulliver in a stretch class. I’ll start … Continue reading
Ladies and Gentlemen, Mr. Bill Hicks
Today would have been Bill Hicks’s 58th birthday. Since he died at 32, it means he’s missed 26, which adds up to an awful lot of missed cake. I remember what a sweet tooth he had and how, whenever I’d … Continue reading