It can't be. It is. Plaid Dad... Fabulique Chocolat is looking at me like she wants to slap me. This girl is head to toe glam. She walks into a room and the lights dim, the disco ball drops and the shine is on. Even her name-tag looks like bling. Now I know how it sounds-- As if every flight …
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Club 737
I'm waking up in a cinder-block room today. Every muscle in my body aches. Where am I? I sit upright amidst a billow of white down pillows and quilted comforters. Multi-colored cylindrical lamps with crepe fabric hang next to my thumping head. I fall back. The cinder-block is actually quite …
Sexless in Seattle
It's pouring outside. Not Seattle style drizzle but the type of cloudburst that is going to crystallize into hail any minute. Last time this happened in my little corner of SoCal, I raced out into it concerned only about saving a few bucks on BMW dent removal and got pinged squarely on a middle …