Thom, I've been trying to catch up on missed "Fringes" and I just have to tell you that you, they are all damn brilliant! Your writing draws me completely in and takes me right to the farm, Lollipop, Mother and your RV. They're all such delightful stories. Thanks for keeping me smiling. xxoo

Marvelous!!! Congratulations, Jesse. Thom, you said several months ago I'd love this and you weren't kidding. Thanks, guys. xx

19 wonderful years with you beautiful Pearl... what a blessing. Really, how often does that happen? I've had SO many that didn't even make 7 or 8 years... and one (my Tobias) that I lost at only four months. I doesn't matter though because those are memories are my most valuable possessions. Now about the patricide...? You truly are an angel, Thom. Btw, please tell Mikey if he sees Mike Hunt that I need help finding Amanda Hugginkiss. Love you... xx

Thom, you bet your sexy, sweet ass I'll see this film! According to the trailer it has all the elements of great horror. Love me a crazy, blood-soaked broad wielding a pitchfork. Not to mention a strong, handsome, delicious male lead. Btw, that Debbie Fringed chick is HOT!

Okay, so Mary and I want to know how the hell you burned the house down. I mean, it is the title of today's blog for crying out loud! Love you!

I have to tell you , Thom, that because I'm (only very) slightly younger than you, the whole "spare the rod and spoil the child" concept is simply barbaric to me. I'm from the Gen X/Dr. Spock generation. Honestly, dear, if someone beat me with a belt just for doing the normal things kids do, I'd fucking beat them to a bloody pulp. I've been spanked maybe 3 times in my whole life (excluding foreplay, of course) and all it did was instill in me that the way we're supposed to solve our problems is with violence. My parents used reasoning and conversation... empowering me to use my common sense and compassion and appealing to my innate ability to reason using common sense and decency. Now, on the other hand, when it comes to having my meaty, plump ass smacked with a manly hand's open palm to enhance my sexual experience, smack, slap, whack away! I'm all for a little pain for pleasure, but I'll be damned if I'm gonna' let some authority figure beat me for not eating my green beans.

Right about the time 'Hairspray' came out is when I met Divine in a parking lot while I was X-ing and about to GET BEHIND THE DRIVER'S WHEEL!!! (I know it's terrible, right? Stupid 19-year-old making a ghastly decision because of ecstasy.) Anyhoo, he was getting into the car next to us... not in drag but bald, in a blue windbreaker and VERY large pants. He said "hi" and asked how our evening was. Long story short (too late), I was so shocked and excited I could barely breathe. Divine died very shortly thereafter. I, as were many, was devastated. Thank you, John Waters & co., for MANY wonderful life experiences!

Thom, how heartbreaking for your mum... for you all. It makes me sad that she was never able to recover. I really hope you're planning on publishing these blogs in actual book form. xox

Just out of curiosity, Thomas A, had Father gotten his way would you be Dwight or David. The thought of it being the latter titillates me. Was Father an ardent Eisenhower supporter? Regardless, Jerry and you sure are sexy. The baby picture is darling. It's unusual to see newborns with such full beards. xx

Even though I've been in 6 serious relationships, I've only really been in love 4 times. Mike, number 1, was and always will be "the one". Mike, like Will, is no longer among us. It always seems that my quality of life suffers when I have companionship. On the other hand, so does my creativity and the drive to be productive creatively. Which is better... alone, safe and sane or together, on the edge and artistically fulfilled (personally I prefer the latter but sometimes the price is very high)? Pffttt! Happy Medium, where are you? I'm very sorry about Will, Thom. Once again, great "Fringe", sugar. xx

Oooooooh, I did a preacher, actually a Catholic priest, once. His name wasn't Jacob and there was no ladder or hole... in the fence - or even a fence. That is one really TALL tale, Thom. Real or not it made my groin stir. I love your anecdotes. I just hope you don't have one about accidentally having rough sex with a mime named Michael. Seriously, when you find out the mime part it could be somewhat disturbing... not that I would know . So what of Tony, Robert and Bobby?

Hah! Inside out... classic! But apparently Pasquale was well worth it. So do you have any photos of him? I don't need proof, I just like visual documentation when it involves men being naughty. And are you still celebrating on August 4th? Personally I would rather only acknowledge my birthday about once every 12 years or so. Til next time, dear scorpio...

Gay sex in the 70's was so dark and seedy and nasty. Sounds very exciting. I don't see you as a prostitute, Thom, more of an entrepreneur. You saw a need for a service and you filled it. That mutually beneficial savvy is just good capitalism. What ever happened to the RV?

I can't wait to hear your "just not today" stories. I remember when life was a new adventure every day... before the agonizing pain nearly ended it all. Now I'm starting to see life as wondrous again, especially if it's coming up from behind! I'm just glad I never ended up doing donkey shows to pay for a coke habit, accidentally voted republican or something maybe even worse. More gratuitous photos please.

As is everything you do, this is simply marvelous! xx