Monthly Archives: September 2018
I have an audition on Sunday and I’m already getting the nervous stomach. Our new artistic director is holding auditions for the Chamber Singers- a small ensemble culled from the gay chorus. This group will only be 16 singers, so … Continue reading
More male hirsute pulchritude.
Ok. So. As you may or may not know, I have a thing for hipster otter types. Specifically, bearded, hipster, otters with furry legs and chests and chunky-framed glasses and tattoos, etc. and usually they’re about 28-35 years old. I … Continue reading
Part of the problem with doing your own taxes is that sometimes you miss deductions that are less obvious. Now, my taxes aren’t hard. I don’t have tips or rental income. I don’t have dependents or other issues. I don’t … Continue reading
Luna Kitty is! She really is an inquisitive and sharp little beastie. She’s adapted to sounds and my space and knows feeding times and bed times and wakey times, etc. And what mischief is most likely to get a reaction … Continue reading
I love this picture so hard!
It was time.
Sorry. I’m in a rut and don’t really have much to post about. So I’m filling my page with hot menz to compensate.
Cheers to the furrreakin’ weekend! Oh, I’d trespass.