I got sick last week.  I had the coffee fever.  I’ve never had it before, but something tells me this isn’t the last time I’ll be battling the caffeine fiend.  I don’t know how the hell I caught it.  I thought I had built up a resistance to it by ingesting un-godly amounts of Dr. Pepper over the last 20 years or so, but like preventative antibiotics, eventually it became useless.

It started one evening when I was enjoying a nice cool glass of vitamin P and the thought occurred to me; wouldn’t it be great if they could make this taste bitter?  Maybe they could make it hot too; and serve it in a mug with really stupid sayings on it.  Or maybe put a radio station logo on there.  The PR implications are endless when you think about it.  The next day at the grocery store I ventured down an aisle I knew existed; but had never had the courage to steer my gimp wheeled cart down; The Coffee Aisle.  

A continuation of Chapter 2 in Suzy Soro's unreleased book.

Scotty calls the wedding off ... after moving to Berkeley without Suzy's knowledge.  Suzy goes to visit like a good little girl and after two days, leaves to return home.  She wanted the plane to crash to avoid facing her friends after being dumped ...

We continue now with more of Chapter 2.

And now we continue with our next installment of Formerly Fun's BlogOpera.

When we last left off, the barista and our heroine spent the day at the beach.

It was the perfect day, from the packed picnic lunch to the laziness of a day off from the world.

But then they entered the real world again ... they got back home.

- F. Lawrence Caslin

A continuation of Chapter 2 in Suzy Soro's unreleased book.

Scotty doesn't call Suzy that much their first summer apart and Suzy's mom reminds her of that.  A fact Suzy denies had meaning.  Then Mom explains the difference between men and women and how to handle men ...

We continue now with more of Chapter 2.

And now we continue with our next installment of Formerly Fun's BlogOpera.

When we last left off, the barista had made beach plans with our heroine.

While she scurried through her routine to get ready in two short hours, she worried herself to death about their future.

Then 10:30 came and went ... and she worried some more ... 

Then, at 10:45, there was a knock at the door ...

- F. Lawrence Caslin

I've found him, the gayest superhero in the history of the world.  I was flipping through a Reader's Digest while at the doctor's the other day and smack dab in the middle was an ad for Nonyx Nail Gel . 

You put this stuff on your toenails to clear up "keratin debris," whatever the hell that is.

I call it toe fungus.