The unofficial demise of summer is said to be today, but screw that – summer has a few more weeks yet. Let’s not rush it off so quickly, let’s hold onto its warmth for as long as possible. It never lasts long enough… whatever enough may be. Rewind to the week before, in this hopeless endeavor to perpetually repeat a summer that I am loathe to leave.
The cry of these summer trumpets was angelic to say the least.
A letter of love to Betty Lynn Buckley.
More first world problems for those of us in the first world.
Grandstanding like the old man I am.
Happy ending, fig-style.
18 years ago I was just getting started.
My birthday took place in Boston this year.
(And it was pretty splendid.)
Finally, my naked ass, set to beautiful words.
Hunks of the Day included Travis Wall, Blake McGrath, Chuando Tan, Richard Fleeshman, and Roberto Bolle.
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