The best lack all conviction while the worst are full of passionate intensity - Yeats


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You Want Beef? I’m The Butcher.


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Sexiest Sentence Alive

My breast flipped inside out so my nipple touched my heart.

Via fireland.com

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A Pat on the Back (of the Skirt) Between Friends

Did I just see that?

The man’s hand swung up to the small of her back and did a double-pat. “Good job, sexy buddy.”

Then the return. The hand swung down and gently grazed the swaying fabric around the glutes.

Or did it?

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Executive Escalation

The phrase came from a man in shirt & slacks atire facing a tiled wall urinal. He said it while holding himself to avoid sprinkling his shoes. A cellular phone ear piece dangling out of the right side of his head.

“Executive Escalation is mandatory at this point”, he echoed. Fearless in the face of impending “sounds” from other patrons.

“I can only hold off for so long…I mean it’s been three days already!”

Escalation. And Holding Off.

I wonder what goes through the mind of people like that guy. Seriously. Phone call full of euphamisms in the men’s room? Are you the guy who stretch-stances when talking to female co-workers. To the point where your tightened slacks leave out questions of religion?

Executive Escalation, indeed.

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