“Best Surprise Sellout” I don’t think any of us really knew the possibility in vulgarity until Bestie #22, an instant sellout, emerged on the scene. Neither did we know what a bad, bad boy Poop was. (Okay, that’s part a lie. We knew. And apparently we weren’t the only ones.) Up to No Good: Greatest […]
Let me start by saying that you will never speak to or see me again. I’ve written you this letter, because I need to clear my head and put your existence behind me – as best I can – once and for all. So sit there and absorb every word and count your blessings that I thought better than to come and deliver this message in person.
I’ve learned to look beyond the pre-draft preparation, selecting the right players and managing my roster week-to-week, because inevitably my team’s championship hopes will be derailed by ill-timed, horrible injuries, players’ inabilities to not be assholes, or worse. And that’s why I find the most enjoyment in naming my teams.
Usually with women like her, we become fixated for five minutes, wondering what her voice sounds like…what her hair smells like? …but this morning, nothing.
I thought I would just share some of the entertaining things I overheard while at San Diego Comic-Con.
It took 33+ years, but here’s my first-ever attempt at poetry. This is a recent week of mine that I’ve summarized in a series of haikus.
Lisa moved to DC for grad school a few years ago. She could hardly find enough time each day for all the reading and research that school demanded, so getting a regular part-time job to earn a little extra cash seemed like an impossibility. She picked up a couple of tutoring sessions here and there, […]
…a picture speaks a thousand words, right? (And who would want to read 15,000+ words about my life?) Exactly. So, here are the greatest hits of my intoxicated {early} life, captured in photos.
I struggled to catch my breath and focus. What was happening? Whaa…who was unzipping my jeans? And what…who…who was kissing me? I focused my eyes on a girl straddling me. Unzipping me. Putting her tongue in my mouth. And I thought: Are you fucking kidding me!? [I had jerked off at least a thousand times thinking about moments JUST like this! And now it was finally happening!]
Love has cornered the market on clichés – All’s fair in Love and war…If you Love something set it free…Love is blind…Better to have Loved and lost than to never have Loved at all…and, of course Love is complicated. Like most of us, I’ve been in situations when friends and family dropped these (or similarly […]