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Dinner Is Served: The 311 on Hiring a Personal Chef

It’s a relatively new phenomenon in America, but a trend that is growing and thriving:  the personal chef business. Previously a luxury reserved only for the wealthy, it’s now a perk available to people at all economic levels. In fact, in some major cities like...

Get smart! Using Emotional Intelligence in a Technological World

“For every gain there is a sacrifice.” There’s no doubt about it. Living in the digital age has allowed us many advantages and conveniences not afforded to previous generations.     With a click of a computer mouse, we can pay our bills, “shop until we drop,”...

Is She A Provocateur?

Men have certainly been under attack in recent years for many sexual and social things they might have done as well as many things they have only been accused of doing, and even for many things I’m sure some of them wished they had done but didn’t or couldn’t.  ...

Who wants a Marijuana Penis?

I have always thought that I will reach the end of my days without trying a penis, and until now I have fulfilled it. But I will not forget the day I ate some chocolates stuffed with marijuana; yes, shaped like a penis. Again, I tried one of the biggest rock concerts...

How to Make Cannabutter

Cannabutter is easy to make and can be used in the creation of all sorts of yummy edibles. Here, Kristy give us a step-by-step guide to making cannabutter. It’s easy to learn how to roll a joint or pack a bowl, but making pot infused edibles is probably more...

Is It Racism or Name Calling?

“You’re a RACIST!” screams the offended voice.  “And, why is that?” answers the unabashed reply.  “Because you defamed my race, and offended my dignity,” replies the irritated and indignant voice.  “Then, perhaps your fame and dignity are too sensitive,” responds...

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Is She A Provocateur?

Is She A Provocateur?

Men have certainly been under attack in recent years for many sexual and social things they might have done as well as many things they have only been accused of doing, and even for many things I’m sure some of them wished they had done but didn’t or couldn’t.    ...

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Is It Racism or Name Calling?

Is It Racism or Name Calling?

“You’re a RACIST!” screams the offended voice.  “And, why is that?” answers the unabashed reply.  “Because you defamed my race, and offended my dignity,” replies the irritated and indignant voice.  “Then, perhaps your fame and dignity are too sensitive,” responds the...

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IF YOU LOVE ME, You’ll Eat This

In my family, food is how we say, “I love you.” The meal we cook is a valentine. Eating every bit of what’s served is a return kiss. And this lover’s dance passed down to me. If I care about you, I cook for you.     I learned this from my grandmother, “Nanny,”...

A Man of Class

Arthur threw down The Wall Street Journal onto the tablecloth. After pushing his soft-boiled egg and toast to the center of the table, he tore off the bottom right corner of the paper containing the story that prompted his revulsion. Then he grabbed his cell phone...

“Unlovable” Thing

I could only watch in horror as he grabbed anything to stop her from moving.  I wonder if someone else saw me struggling like I was seeing her but wasn’t sure whether to stop it.  This thought alone made me hesitate next to the glass, stomach in a knot.  Was he...

Bubbles

She was walking barefoot, back and forth in the way too long corridor of her house and thinking: Sabuncakis must be closed by now, coffee shops must be packed with people, sea buses must be slicing through the dark blue waters and taking revenge of their usedness,...

The Scent of Sun

Photo: The Longest Night: The hangers are often the last working during those endless hours of harvest, stuck inside air conditioned boxes while hurricane fans shoot kief in the eyes and the sun threatens to slip over the morning hills, crushing the possibility of...

Trigger Happy

In photos of myself from that day, I stand with my right foot in front of my left, my weight leaning into the gun, just like Chris taught me. One eye squinted, the other wide open, focused. When I look at the photos, I feel even more in control than I felt in the...

Bonfire and the Match: Burning the Joint for Creative Potential

It was not quite midnight. The bleached out ball of the Alaskan sun was drooling over the Chugach while the summer waters of the North Pacific were licking the pebbles on our salty strip of beach. We had a ripping bonfire sending a twist of blaze into the washed out...

Behind the leather curtain: BDSM in a sex-positive era

Inhibitions are life’s greatest obstacle to exploration. Push them aside, lift the veil, and you will undoubtedly find yourself.     Curiosity carries with it a feeling of renewal. Yet the skid to the unknown can be nerve-wracking. The transition between what is...

CBD and Massage: What’s Not to Love?

 Vital Body Therapeutics , Santa Cruz Massage therapy was already relaxing and healing the body before CBD became legal. Adding CBD-infused massage creams into the mix now seem to be taking massage therapy to the next level.     Put the effectiveness of a...

Pet-sitting on the Road: Do I Need a Vet or a Shrink?

The dog’s name was Bentley. I should have known there would be trouble, because my name is Bentley too. And though I don’t poop on the carpet, I have some anxiety issues as well. But I’m getting ahead of myself, so let’s anchor: for years, my girlfriend Alice and...
IF YOU LOVE ME, You’ll Eat This

IF YOU LOVE ME, You’ll Eat This

In my family, food is how we say, “I love you.” The meal we cook is a valentine. Eating every bit of what’s served is a return kiss. And this lover’s dance passed down to me. If I care about you, I cook for you.     I learned this from my grandmother, “Nanny,” we...

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A Man of Class

A Man of Class

Arthur threw down The Wall Street Journal onto the tablecloth. After pushing his soft-boiled egg and toast to the center of the table, he tore off the bottom right corner of the paper containing the story that prompted his revulsion. Then he grabbed his cell phone and...

read more
“Unlovable” Thing

“Unlovable” Thing

I could only watch in horror as he grabbed anything to stop her from moving.  I wonder if someone else saw me struggling like I was seeing her but wasn’t sure whether to stop it.  This thought alone made me hesitate next to the glass, stomach in a knot.  Was he...

read more
Bubbles

Bubbles

She was walking barefoot, back and forth in the way too long corridor of her house and thinking: Sabuncakis must be closed by now, coffee shops must be packed with people, sea buses must be slicing through the dark blue waters and taking revenge of their usedness, and...

read more

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