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If there seems to be a hop to my step these days. If I seem happier, more energetic, and generally more agreeable, I can explain. Genie Fr...

Sitting across the table from her, looking into her sad eyes, I realized something. She's broken. She talks of seeing happy couples. A...

I headed to the beach with the roomies this past Thursday. Or ex-roomies, actually, now. Wolfgang, Little Joe, and I spent a long weekend i...

I'm back from my trip. More on that later. Had a bit of a crisis last night. Pablo's tank overturned on my way home from picking ...

I'm all packed and ready to go. Ready for the sun, the sand, and the warm ocean breeze. Oh, and I cleaned. Who cleans before going ou...

"I know less about women than anyone in the world. But one thing I do know is they're not happy if you don't spend the night. ...

This post is the second in a series . For now, I'm keeping it to girls I dated for at least two months. Also known as, until the new w...

In less than 96 hours, a blogger some of you may know (Me!) will be in (hopefully) sunny Florida. Barring any unforeseen encounters with Al...