Sex, Sex, Sex.
No, I am not obsessed with sex. Although I admit this column is a reflection of the way my mind works. The Breckenridge Zone is, among other things it will evolve into, about reflecting the way my mind works, sharing the somewhat askew (OK, OK I can hear those who know me screaming ...Continue Reading...
Chronicles of the Treewisemen I – XIX
Chronicles of the Treewisemen I. Treewisemen were sitting in a Sauna: Gordy, Doug, Jacques. Suddenly there was this weird beeping noise. Gordy pressed his wrist and the beeping stopped. Gordy said: “That was my pager – I have a microchip in my wrist.” Suddenly they hear a ringing noise. ...Continue Reading...