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Kiss and Tell. Fuckit, Why Not?

People have different ways of dealing with the impending death of a loved one. Some of those ways might not be considered healthy, but I say if we can garner a laugh out of it—and walk away without STDs or too many bruises (inner or outer)—then, BAM, why the F not? Here’s how it went down … (Mind out of gutter, we’re not at that part. Yet!) A few Fridays ago, I’m in my cozy abode deciding if I want to mope or make myself Little Miss Social. So, upon receiving an event invite, I—Vacillate between jamming out or going out; decide to go out; tell Marilyn for accountability.Call mom; cry.Put on upbeat house music to get in the anti-introvert...

The Turkish (d)Rug Dealer.

Boracay Beach, Philippines Blog Seven. I'm walking along the Strip one day, and a man just sort of appears beside me. It happens so naturally that I'm not caught off-guard, and the next thing you know we've walked several beach blocks together. He tells me he's a rug dealer but, with his accent, it sounds like drug dealer. (Later, when I get to know him more, I'm not sure I actually heard him wrong.) He's touchy feely and has rug- (thug-?) beating meaty hands that constantly graze my shoulder, hip, and hair, and make me adjust my I(heart)BoracayPhilipinnes satchel to a more secure placement. But he laughs a lot and is charming. And alarming. I followed you, he...

An Honest Online Non-Dating Profile (Mine)

This one's for the single straight men out there. I’m in Venice Beach, California. Home of misfits, hippies, hipsters, homeless, surfers, tourists, artists, con-artists and more singles than you can shake a handmade-hemp-stick at. (Also, stay tuned for more on this in: "The Abbott Kinney Disconnect - A Misfit's Musings".) I meet a new guy friend every other day, either at the beach, espresso shop, grocery store or anywhere in between. (So far, no ladies are very friendly, though I do try and—fine—I’ve only been here two days and met one dude, so perhaps I’m exaggerating ... but still.) Everyone is looking for connection and probably love (or a temporary measure of it, which is not...

The Compatibility (No Stats) Report—Do Opposites Really Attract?

I’ve met two couples recently who met on online dating sites. I also met a couple who started out as pen pals from different countries. They’ve been together 5, 10 and over 40 (!) years, respectively, and seem pretty darn happy. What gives? The 5-year couple’s story goes like this: The guy, Treasure Find-her, was online for a length of time—I can’t remember how long but, from his body language, I’d guess long enough to make it not fun anymore. The gal—Let’s Do It!—was sort of online by default; her friend had signed her up and “forced me into it.” Let’s Do It! rolls her eyes for emphasis, while her now husband of 5 years, Treasure Find-her, takes...

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