[Here's the deal, when one of my articles is marked "adult content" it sinks like a stone. It apparently doesn't show up in the forums and only registered users over a certain age can see it. Search engines don't see it. It won't get any referral traffic. It sucks. So, I cut the four paragraphs in the middle of this article that caused me to mark it adult content and am reposting it. If you want to see what got cut, open a free account, be over 16, and click here for the original version. No...

"What's your favorite football team?" someone asked the call-in show host. Only moments earlier he had queried someone about their favorite band. That got me thinking. Personally, I couldn't answer either question. "What's your favorite... team ...song ...movie ...Britney Spears body part." I might have overall favorit es -- a general group of things I prefer -- but rarely do I have any number one, absolute, all-time favorite of anything. Ask me what my favorite of something is an...

They come at night. 20 years later and still they come. Memories or ghosts? I'm not quite sure. Friends long departed, places long deceased. They come and I go, and wander, and want. I know I don't belong, each moment makes that more acute. This is just a dream, I say, incredibly without breaking the spell. Dream or nightmare, I'm not sure. They remain the same, untouched by time. I shrivel and expand, like a corpse in the sun. Gaseous decay bloats out, leather and dust shrivel in. I...

        I hate namedroppers. It goes way back to an online writing group I was involvedwith in the late 80's. We had this one woman who everything she saidwas about someone famous. She couldn't write a sentence withoutincluding at least one well-known name. Every post was... "So I got up this morning and rushed off to have breakfast with Tom Wolfe. The sparkling conversation only pinnacled when the distinguished gentleman at the next table turne...

        This is myfavorite story about the Buddha.         A man heard aboutthe Buddha and his teachings and decided if this "Buddha" ever camearound he'd show him up for the fraud he was. One day he received hisopportunity when Buddha came walking into the village. The manimmediately went to the Buddha and started cursing at him, callinghim a fraud, asking who he thought he was to be teaching people suchthings. ...