She looked like chocolate tastes and stared like Whiskey feels. I could have stood there for hours. No conception of time, locked on her eyes, sparkling blue like jagged cut sapphires under a light. She asked, with her East European accent, “would you like to have a drink?”

Keeping sanity sometimes means doing away with pesky gadgets.

If your boy-toy is up with the current times (or has a pulse) he should have a twitter account. Follow it immediately.

Breaking up was easy to do.
I moved back to Alaska, they were in New Jersey.  The time zone alone made it nearly impossible for us to talk even once a day.  With no future geographical …

Imagine a man and a woman in their young twenties. They meet. There are sparks. They go out.

Being single in the city is a job all its own.

Can men and women ever just be friends? Is “No” the better answer?

The saying ‘bros before hos’ has always irked me.  For me this calls to mind two douchey dudes fist pounding each other while a tramp slinks sadly away.  As my life experience ripens, however, I …