August 2009


Things are not right. I’m in the doldrums. There is no wind in my sails. Old Man Bobby and I had been talking about moving in together. Tonight I told him I just can’t do it. Whether it’s fear of commitment, hormones, or what…I just can’t. It makes me sad. It makes me wonder.

And to top it all off the word that Rajko was certain he invented already exists. Sorry, Rajko, I was rooting for you.

Old Man Bobby’s aunt passed away Friday after a bout with pancreatic cancer. We had been waiting for it. It was expected. It’s still always a sad thing, losing a loved one. My heart goes out to Old Man Bobby’s family. Say a prayer for them, send them love, think positive thoughts, whatever it is you do.

In the midst of all this, a dear friend of their family, Kris, is fighting her third bout with cancer, which started as breast cancer. Think lots and lots of positive thoughts for her please.

So “R” had told me that Phoenix was the up-and-coming (so to speak) city for the porn industry. I had no way of knowing whether that was true but it made sense. It seems to be the place for porn stars to retire. Lo and behold, the current issue of New Times, entitled Risque Business, promises that Phoenix is the next porn capital. Thanks for keeping me informed, “R”!