Author: John Kovalic

Open letter to anybody who wants to poke me, prod me, probe me, stick something inside me (medically or otherwise), pull something from me (including, but not limited to, blood, teeth and/or other assorted body parts), or, oh, I don’t know, say, have me PEE into a FRICKIN’ BOTTLE: I do not LIKE being poked, […]

I’m home again. And in a very weird emotional kind of quiet place. I’m amazingly glad to be back with the Lovely and Talented Judith, who is, indeed, the love of my life – to say nothing of being the other half of me. Still, I’m very sad to be away from the rest of […]