I have only  three hundred  more words to write on my first of three term papers. As I sat at the dining room table today, I saw the end in...

My obsessions are numerous and bizarre. Like seeing a porn star wear Pumas; then buying Pumas every six months for three years. Or seeing ...

Last night I barged into the local Subway sandwich shop as they attempted to close. The heavy rain had begun to switch over to snow. The typ...

Don't stomp your little last season Nikes at me, honey. This week I've been on Spring Break. Although in years past this would pr...

I am not a fan of clutter. This may be part of my homosexual training in “clean surfaces.” Part of the homosexual agenda that pushes a  sim...

To reward myself  for surviving midterms, I finally purchased one of those radios that link directly to one’s iPod. By making it through al...

As I approached the front door to my gym tonight, I came across an elderly Japanese woman, probably in her late nineties, with her hands ext...

I just might of survived mid-terms. Even after I received an email yesterday from my Ethics Professor stating that I uploaded my seven pages...

It happens after every Big Gay Cruise. I become obsessed.  I become completely obsessed with one of the entertainers on the ship, and tu...

I woke up this morning reeling with what just happened. The whirlwind dream vacation I had just participated in, was over. Back safe and ...

Wednesday night on any cruise seems to always be "Lobster" night. The night when the ship's main dinning room serves up amazin...

I can't tell you how much I enjoy laying naked on a pool float in the middle of a gay guest house pool. I might be the only person in h...

First day of vacation. We arrived to a massive Florida style rain storm. As we pulled in to the front parking lot of the Guest House late in...

Vacation time starts..... Now!  After staying up all night packing my suitcase, then helping the homosex partner with his, I am ready to cat...

Let me just say, there is stress that happens before any big trip. The planning, the packing, fake 'n bake visits, and the wondering if ...

There may be only thirteen days until I leave for our massive gay vacation, and ten more work days, but there are four more school days unt...

Hey! Have you checked out my Tumblr page? NTSSB.Tumblr.com Oh... It's not safe for work.  At all. 

Next Tuesday is my fortieth Birthday. Again. In fact, I will be turning forty for the third time. It is all in my plan to only age by five...

It's just three weeks until the big gay criuse. This means my dietary intake has been reduced to lettuce and dust. Well, and coffee. ...

I'm finding that I am spending some of my new year the same way I spent 2013; wandering around the  big box athletic/sports stores....

Happy 2014.  Yes, I did start out this year with a major part of the circle of friends we call family slipping skin and tearing away thi...

Today, I lost a friend.  Ranoli, a larger than life lesbian, ghost hunter, home inspector, was the first person to help me become that...

Today brings a lot of posts on Social Media in regard to “Resolutions.” mostly how people are not making resolutions as they are considered...

Happy New Years Eve! I just wanted to take some time on this last day of 2013: Thank you for making this year a good blogging year. W ...

So, ugg. No Uggs for Christmas. Which solidifies the thought that certain people in my household (along with English speaking humanity) nev...

As I sat down to enjoy my Sunday morning bowl of serial, I started to wonder if the Cap'n real name is spelled with an apostrophe. If o...

It’s always fun to come home and find new presents under the Christmas tree. We have a tradition of just slipping newly wrapped presents un...

Sometimes I’m asked how I got my independent streak. The ability to be an individual and, a little far out into wacky land. To face into th...

It appears to be nine days away from Christmas. This means that I’m successfully well into my plans of getting Man-Uggs, or Muggs as my pr...