Well, hello, Tumblr. I know, I know, I keep saying things about getting my writing going again, but I’m never sure what to say anymore, and I often find myself short on time.

To some degree, this is good. I’ve been busy working on my music, which is a very good thing. I’ve been writing a lot of songs, and working on getting my band assembled and up to speed, so that has occupied not just a lot of time, but a lot of mental capacity, as I’m pretty much always thinking about it. Sometimes it’s the main window, sometimes it’s a background process, but it’s always there. But like I said, it’s good. Very good. I need that.

Lorelei and I are doing well now. We both seem to have mentally and emotionally stabilized, which has led to our sex lives picking back up. Though, we hit a snag yesterday - I hurt my back somehow in the last few days, and I’m a real bastard when I’m in pain, plus I can’t really fuck with lower back injuries - well, not the way I want to, anyway.

So, anyway, I’m still here. Once I catch you all up on what happened since May, I think you’ll understand why I didn’t feel like writing. I’ve also realized that this blog is becoming less about my sex life, per se, though this is still the only real outlet for stories about that, and more about life in general. Sometimes the stories will be sexy, sometimes they’ll be whiny, sometimes they’ll be psychotic rants, but they’ll always be honest.

I hope you enjoy them.

Oh, yeah - happy Halloween. Lorelei and I will be spending the evening around a bonfire, drinking apple pie moonshine, hanging out with our dog and two lesbians we met at the Top Chef tour. Probably won’t be a very sexy story, but if it is, I promise to write about it. Seriously. I promise.