If You Read Only One Blog This Year

Before we begin today, I have a confession to make: I kinda want to see Hot Tub Time Machine . I know! It's just, the previews look ra...

As a guy, one of the toughest things to deal with is rejection. I know times they are a-changin', but for most of my dating life, I hav...

December, 2006. Oh what a night. Do you remember where you were? I sure do. For that was when I somehow coerced a female into an evening o...

It snowed this morning. In Alabama. In March. I don't think there's any doubt we are headed for 2012. I never saw the movie, but...

I was all ready to share at considerable length the story of one man's struggle to survive sports purgatory for yet another year. You m...

Friday marked the passing of another year in the life of Bone. As I commemorated the occasion, my Dad commiserated, "You're not a ...

The improbable sequence of events that led to me googling "how to get blood out of clothes" is unimportant and rather unremarkable...

Death interrupted life again last week. A friend I went to high school with passed away after 37 brief years. He was the second person I k...