When the only tool in the house you recognize is yourself
In the latest Bald Truth, Steve Crescenzo accepts the fact that he’s not a handyman. He’d rather carry a spatula than a tool.
Snip snip here. . .snip snip there . . . and a bloody whole lot of pain!
The other day, a good friend of mine told me he was getting a vasectomy. He knows I had one years ago, and he wanted my…
Muggers, drugs and hookers in Lisbon
Cindy and I once rolled into Lisbon after a four-day bender in Barcelona, followed by a two-day recovery at a beautiful house on the Portugal coast.…
‘Like a shitfaced Fred Flintstone’
Well, I managed to make a fool of myself again. Two nights ago, Cindy and I were sitting at a steakhouse in Arizona (where I had…