So I’ve been thinking . . . about private parts. You know, your lady bits or your man stuff, your sexual organs.
Some days a little art is needed for inspiration. This piece always brings me peace and a happy serenity.
So I’ve been thinking . . . about Vincent Van Gogh. Not so much about what a great artist he is but about how much he failed.
A good friend of mine passed this code of ethics along to me last year. I read it, loved it, and saved it. Then promptly forgot about it.
So I’ve been thinking . . . about chicken and waffles* Spring Fever. And I have it. I’m done with winter. Thank you.
It’s been awhile since I posted one of these, and it’s definitely about time.
So I’ve been thinking . . . about passion and getting turned on. Who wouldn’t want passion in their life? Me.