Essays

Rick the Lion

Poop references, races to the bathroom, and disgusting nicknames aside, I have never wanted to trade my brothers for sisters, I don’t care how many times they farted on me.

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Alzheimer’s and Big Dicks

When my mom was around 65 years old, she started showing signs of dementia. Although she had always been demented in a funny, twisted, hilarious sort of way, this was the real deal, full-on clinical dementia.

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Non-Albino Et Al

Anal beads, pronouns, and surgical gloves: My non-binary roommate experience

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Passover. Then Pass out

The Passover seder requires all participants to drink four glasses of wine, and when I was seven-years-old, it sure made for an interesting night.

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Welcome to the Soup Dungeon

Stale snacks, prolapsed anuses, and naughty septuagenarians; my first experience in a BDSM dungeon

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