Happy Peepee! So, Rose is always irritated with me because I can’t actually call a … penis … by its real name.  And oddly, I don’t actually feel comfortable shooting “peepees,” although the female form I’m perfectly comfy...

And then there are the breastials … Of which we know I’ve shot A LOT OF! And yet, I still lerves them. Happy Pappy Solstice!

Hello Solstice Booty! Hundreds of naked cyclists took to the Fremont Solstice Parade, and really, it is the highlight of the parade. I want to do it next year. It is just that funny.  We decided the top bum in this photoset looks like something out of a Dr. Seuss...

HAPPY SOLSTICE! If you’ve ever felt too conservative, at the Fremont Solstice Parade, no matter how liberal you are, you’re going to feel like a Tea Party founder if you’re wearing even a thong. Theriothly. I felt like a nun. View...

Ramping up for Seventeen! She’s not 17 yet, but we’re gettin’ mahty close. In ramping up to Rose’s 17 years alive here on Earth (which will be marked on Monday), we hit the best/worst ‘70s throwback venue EVER in Bellevue – that...