Twisted Roads By Jack Riepe

Prologue: The following story is absolutely true, with a few alterations in places where it is not. The untrue parts are those that impl...

I love the feel of naked women, motorcycle handlebars, and the keyboard of an Apple computer. I do not regard these wonders as things to b...

I deeply regret the long absence from this blog. The hurricane thrust me into a week of darkness that seemed to last long after the ligh...