I am drowning in ideas. Help!
Just some autoerotica I felt like writing today.
I miss you.
Easier than sit-ups, better for you than chewing tobacco.
How to survive — no mater what they throw at you.
Ever since Baudelaire and his pals started wolfing down hashish, absinthe and laudanum, we’ve been stuck with this lie that […]
A dream comes true. Will it be a nightmare?