This was my 1st time hosting the 4 Ex-wives & 7 kids Picnic while unmarried. So there was no future Ex on deck to muddy the waters. A lot of people thought I was nuts to have my

"Well, I had expected being married to a porn star would have given me opportunities to warm your oven. But all you bring home for me is a cold hearth," I told her. I moved out the

Every year, for the past six years, I’ve hosted the four ex-wives and seven kids’ picnic. Krissy, Jason and Lora. Annie, Richard and Liz. Candi, Eddy and Sean. Debby and Clair.

Spend more time these days resting my body while exhilarating my brain. Call me a lazy person, although it’s more a Lazy Boy Lounger. Fine tuned into my Red-hot Elders partners.

Nor would they have to feign feeling fain, feelin' right as rain, right as green rain as Jourdan promised (lied) not to drop the Nickelodeon slime on his actors. Gloop. So much for

Try to eat just one; I dare ya. Better than M&Ms because they melt in your mouth AND your hand. First one's free, just like hamsters. Frosty swears by his balls that snow's the

Anyone who tried a sip couldn't stop talking about it. "Better than hosing gasoline," said Nibbles "Fletcher" Fletcher, head of the Geology Club (Provisional) at the Gay Men's Live

consent. The Word was the Word and you were with the program or you weren't. Consent implied you had a choice to follow the Word. You don't. The 1st move by the fundamentalists to

I rode my unicycle over to Mr. Godsey’s general store and asked Corabeth if I could purchase more nylons for Sam Walton’s daughters, but she said they were out. Grandma Esther

I wore out the casting couch. Did I want to be a star or a nobody? My body was my temple, but it was also my meal ticket. Directors knew me biblically. Like the Praying Mantis,

The shadow people indicated that they didn't like that idea at all. This was the closest they'd ever been to the tangible world. So what if the Play-Doh Fun Factory was difficult?

, as someone had dropped a stitch in the chain mail, and the gas-masked socialite had remembered the tailor's (or forger's) name, and decided to seek revenge with his descendants.

I was conceived in the backseat of a Greyhound bus, traveling Interstate 80, a few miles west of Toledo, Ohio, and born in the bathroom of the Won Kok restaurant in Los Angeles, CA

or not we had to get the computers to understand the stink this was making. What did you expect when you made a molehill into a pile of cold gasless beans, I asked myself with no

Soon our self driving cars will come equipped with a drone as standard equipment. The drone will be paired to the vehicle and scout ahead traffic conditions, among other things.

Thandie knew she was human and, as such, was prone to human frailties. Yet she never thought herself included in the term humanity. She was surrounded by them. She moved among them

I was carrying a story that has become this parakeet named Hoosier. I don’t know Hoosier’s foibles yet. We’re still in the honeymoon stage. Hoosier seems to be the quiet type.

stage name of mine was Candy Nuggets, back when I worked the interplanetary burlesque circuit. "One tall, sweet sip of iced tea" I was called, and thought exotic, even though on

its moistly flaccid wool pile backside, yanking out two moth-eaten and crumbled no-longer-sticky sticky buns. Such a find in one’s teddy bear’s behind forced Gunter to upchuck his

Ramandeepians could afford medicare. The middle & lower classes were faced with either staying sick, or gaining admittance to THE BLOCK. There were chilling rumors of horrific medi