fording the rio grande

oh, where to begin, where to begin.
we got to barca around four or five in the afternoon: hot, tired and thrilled to be amongst spaniards.  we grabbed some fabulous food and went up and checked into our hovel.  i mean hole.  i mean hostal.  we grabbed some rest, went out for a bocadillo in a [...]

it happened again.

i had another desperately sad deja vu this week when a wonderful,  gorgeous, funny, nice guy i work with asked about my boyfriend and when i said  i had nothing, he couldn’t believe it.  he was shocked that i’m single and told me that all the guys on his team think i’m the coolest.  he couldn’t [...]

hit me with your best shot

- you’re sex on legs.
- you have any english in you?  no? want some?
- please, you beautiful hair.  come back to my house of love.
- it’s so hot that you won’t come home with me.  morals really turn me on. 
- i have this bet with joey that i’m the better kisser.  will you be the [...]