Look to the skies

In less than a week, I’ll be so close to 40 that, especially in gay terms, I might as well be dead. I can feel the twinges of mid-life crisis beginning to creep into my doddering, graying head. For instance, it  [more...]

As I begin the slow but certain slide into old-man-hood, each new sign of aging is a bewildering shock. Today, I discovered that my eyebrows are becoming wild and unruly, with long curly hairs popping up every which way  [more...]

So, when I got out of the shower this morning, I made a shocking discovery — there is an enormous, nasty looking bruise on my shin. I have no clue where it came from, and I don’t remember hurting myself  [more...]