Does anyone else here grow orchids ( Read more... )

 I can't for the life of me think of anything on earth more pointless than telling total strangers about myself, when I quite frankly can't think of anything interesting to say about it--and it's MY LIFE.

Why would anyone want to know?

I'm about a month away from the doctor giving the green light to start injecting testosterone.  Get my blood pressure under control, he says, and I can start any time.

Fifty years old.  I think I'm finally old enough to be what I want. 

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Amended entry: 
No, this entry wasn't brought to you by this letter.  However, it  was brought to you by the number 69.

 Yes, it is once again violet (or blue) season, depending on your church.  I have made it a point to studiously avoid getting anywhere near the absurd levels of consumption on an occasion which has nothing to do with such a thing.  If anything, Christmas, to me, is far more akin to Easter in its solemnity.  This is the season of anticipation of ( Read more... )

 Doing this at the end of a workday has got to be one of the dumbest things on earth.  There's usually nothing left to give.  A naked man can NOT give you his shirt.

 This isn't an entry.  This is where the first entry will be.