Category Archives: Guest Blogging

A thought occurred to me that took my breath away in its obviousness. Picture the following. In the established fashion, a young bride gets married, and at the end of the evening gets taken upstairs, gets undressed, has sex with … Continue reading →

She takes after her Aunt. So I tried on my new swimsuit tonight. It fit pretty well and I don’t look like a beached whale. So I asked Meg if she would be embarrassed if I went to the public … Continue reading →

It stemmed from meeting a musician and his wife this weekend. TheGuy is (as far as I can tell) good friends with the musician – we had them over to hang out for a bit after the performance was done … Continue reading →

Yeah we all know this, but it made me think of you

This. . . Post. . . Is. . . Not. . . Safe. . . For. . . Work. This is cute as hell. In so many ways. Straight guy (who has just had his world turned upside-down): “OMG she … Continue reading →

I dreamt I was sprawled on my tummy in bed, pillowed and naked but for a sheet. He was still dressed, but he settled in next to me because he knew that even while tired and half-asleep, I’d find his … Continue reading →

Sophomore Megan Chase at Woodlan Junior-Senior High School wrote an editorial titled Sophomore’s view of gays: Not a choice for the school newspaper, The Tomahawk. Apparently it caused quite a stink. The principal told the newspaper staff and adviser that … Continue reading →

“I am sick of the opposition trying to make me choose between being sexual and serious; and I am sick of being split the same way by victim feminism. I want to be a serious thinker and not have to … Continue reading →

I was out shopping at Old Navy yesterday. My otherwise perfectly cute checkout guy (…whose nametag said “Nate Dog”. I wanted to ask if his last name really was “Dog”, but got distracted by the fact that he…) was wearing … Continue reading →

“…furnish me, instead, with the drama of raw kampung vegetables dipped in sambal; the concerto of a breeze chasing sparrows across yellow acres of padi; and the unique novel that an illiterate, young farmer will write in my womb with … Continue reading →

Do you think people who chant the mantra of “with us or against us” will understand that the world is not just: but it is possible to be actually like this:

You have heard it before, be it in a movie, a television programme, or even read it in a novel. So what is with “.. the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth” in a court scene? Is … Continue reading →