You asked for it, and here it is: the first installment of our Las Vegas adventure. It’s Friday night in Las Vegas. I’ve got a sexy blonde and a hot Asian by my side. We call ourselves a buffet of sorts – a little something for everyone. Not to be confused with the all you...
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Anniversaries are tricky. We celebrate our birth, our marriage. We mourn the death of a loved one. We stop to reflect on the past year – trials and triumphs alike – because we believe that this particular date means something. We mark it down and resolve to remember, as if it will feel any...
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One flight of white wine and two tequila shots into last night, one of my all-time weirdest dreams came true. I was lapping the bar with my girlfriends doing a little prospecting. We started crossing the line of cute sweaty into gross sweaty, so we stationed ourselves by a fan outside for a quick...
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When I chat up a guy at a bar, I can’t help but think that it’s almost unfair. I’m not talking “he doesn’t stand a chance” unfair. More like “I should probably come with a warning sign.” If I decide that I like you, congratulations. You’re about to become the next man to be...
Read more →My fifth grade picture depicts me in white overalls, horizontal stripes, and wispy bangs. When I look back on it, I want to punch myself in the face. It was an awkward phase somewhere between the time my mom picked out my clothes and the time...
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