This portion of the blog is being written on an Icelandic Airlines flight from Iceland to London. It is daybreak, lovely pastel colors and white fluffy clouds. It is a truly beautiful vision and it…
CPI once opined that the blog was not really me, it was my persona. I decided to look into this issue as i play with ideas for the ever evolving blog. The following comes from…
New readers must bear this in mind that I always tell the truth (sometimes I exaggerate) but I always tell the truth. When I leave on a trip I always get to the airport early….
I emailed F Guy ( a friend of 50 years years) to tell of my potential travels. I mentioned that I heard that Icelandic men were very well endowed He was most helpful in his…
Surmesur, located at 1012 Mainland Street Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada is the store where those men seeking my approval should shop. I stopped in, got a card, laughed with the manager and all. Crowds had…
I pass out my blog cards with gay abandon. The receivers often ask the same question. They: What’s your blog about? Me: Read it and you will find out. But then I charmingly relent and…
My new friend Kathleen Tonnesen has so enriched my life and I have only known her for about a week. She sent an email which was clearly in response to my last blog posting. She:…
Saturday was spent totally alone, writing, doing the laundry, turning the chaos of my apartment into order. I watched the most amazing television program about bagpipers in WWI, breaking ak down in tears constantly. The…
Yesterday was a no blog day. I commented on this in an email to a friend. Me: I am not blogging today. I am content to merely rest on my laurels (wherever they many be.)…
For some reason i am utterly exhausted and so it is with great joy I cam turn you over to someone else. The artist you read about yesterday, Kathleen Katon Tonnesen wrote about a person…