I have often mused, in an unserious way, of having my Prius key implanted in my person so that I wouldn’t have to carry it in my pocket. Imagine just having the car open and start because it recognized the RFID chip implanted in you.
Someone’s done it.
You know, it’s amazing to me — all these years I didn’t think I had any “gaydar,” but it turns out that those twinges and crushes were right on the money. The hunky John Barrowman, who I [more...]
I love it when a plan comes together. May I introduce my faithful readers (and detractors) to Super Pal Sara Hickman, the angel who just happens to also be a prolific songwriter, musician, and singer. She’s [more...]
