The morning found us tired, sore, and hung over. We slept late and eventually dragged ourselves out of bed to the shower. We decided on a bit of “hair of the dog” and had about half a glass of wine each and felt much better. Rhonda had on panties and a ro...
It almost haunted me… Like every day, I looked across the street and there it was: Club Eden. Since we moved here, almost nine months ago, I have stared at the little red sign. Almost invisible to all those who just passed as they went about their everyda...
By the time one has reached my ripe old age (mid-eighties), it seems as if you go from one problem to another without much fun time in between. Mostly, the bad news comes from one of the several medical experts that you are required to visit regularly. Or...
