Frankly, Mr. Shankly

This is a shot Dave took with his iphone last Saturday.


Me and Numa Perrier at the art show, which she curated. My work is behind us.


The show was as lovely as those who attended.


We went to see Jeff Dahl perform later that night.


Dave has the coolest friends. I am so lucky to get to know them all too.


I sprayed out an enema for my love.


Dave had a blast.


I am an enema addict.


I've always enjoyed them, ever since I started in porno.


But since I've quit drugs, alcohol, tobacco and fire arms, the enemas have definitely increased in volume.


I spend quality time on the floor with my dog.


He snuggles with me while I hold the water in my guts.


Don't forget Kitty!


I try to hold in the fluid long enough to get through an article in Entertainment Weekly.


Colon hydrotherapy is more enjoyable while learning about the latest news in Hollywood.


Belly Full Of Enema Water


My cat's fur is so soft. She is as delicate as a fresh blanket of snowflakes.


I've never been dependent on a security blanket. The closest I've ever come to that is wearing my warm coat of Kitty.


I just saw Bobbie at AIM. She always wears her gloves. I appreciate that.


My aim isn't very good at AIM. I have to practically shove the cup inside in order to pee directly into it. After all these years, I still am not a pro at urine testing.