So the Persian New Year known as Nowruz is almost here. Are you excited? Yeah, I didn’t have it on my calendar either, but the Houseguest asked me to help her mark it with a simple fire ceremony.
So the Persian New Year known as Nowruz is almost here. Are you excited? Yeah, I didn’t have it on my calendar either, but the Houseguest asked me to help her mark it with a simple fire ceremony.
Being a single guy and cooking for yourself is tough — at least it is if you're me — unless you consider baking a shitload of asparagus to be cooking.
Is it me or are robots stealing our jobs? Seriously, they're starting to crop up everywhere. They even have robot prostitutes. Where does it stop?
Women frequently say (to men anyway) that size doesn't matter. But size matters. It always does.
Our story to this point: When last we saw our intrepid hero (me), things were going poorly for him, and he was on his way to "meet the rest of the Crips" — though not voluntarily.
You know, I was once young and dumb (as opposed to the current old and dumb version), which led me to make a questionable decision that resulted in a very memorable car ride.
A lot of guys in relationships secretly yearn for more independence. But is this level of freedom actually good for them?
Spoiler alert. This post is about to get nasty. Delicate souls should stop reading now because no good will come of it. Trust me, you won't be enlightened, just horrified. Now you Schizer fans, well, pull up a chair and make yourselves comfy.
If you've just met me for the first time and are asking me for help making important life decisions -- alright, I'll give it a shot.
All I wanted was an ice cream cone. Just one ice cream cone. What could go wrong?