The other day, I got invited by four women to sit and have a cup of coffee with them at the Roasting House in Virginia City. I agreed.
Sitting there, I listened to them talk about guns, cigars, and trucks. I sat quietly, which is unusual for me, nursing my coffee and listening to what they had to say.
Somehow, the topic of birth control came up, and what each woman was on or using. Again, I kept my pie hole shut, knowing I had no horse in this race.
Suddenly, one of the women said she uses the Circadian Rhythm Method.
My ears perked up, and I had to ask, “The what?”
The Circadian Rhythm Method,” she answered.
“I don’t understand,” I returned. “Circadian has to do will sleep.”
“Men never do.”
“Explain, please.”
“I roll over on my side and pretend to be asleep — the Circadian Rhythm Method.”
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