A question that runs through my mind almost constantly is, “Who cares?” I think it when I read the news, when I overhear people talking, as I scroll through social media, and a bunch of other times. The reason I think “who cares” is because people are always making proclamations. Pineapple doesn’t belong on pizza….
I write about all kinds of stuff on here. Some of it is silly. Some of it is serious but not about me. Some of it is speculative. And some of it is very personal. One thing I haven’t written about much is my divorce. When it first happened, I wrote two pieces, here and…
I learned something yesterday. Or, at least, I was told something yesterday. I was told that it’s socially acceptable nowadays to ask for feedback after a date. I was shocked to hear this. One of the worst parts of dating is that when it fizzles after a date or two, you’re left wondering why. Did…
I’ve been divorced for a little more than six years now. That’s crazy to think about. Tempus fugit, I guess. But anyway, six years is a pretty long time to be single. And I have been single for most of that time. I’ve had a couple of brief relationships that, taken together, might add up…
I read this article in The Conversation, Does it really empower women to expect them to make the first move? (theconversation.com). It’s about the dating app Bumble. Bumble’s twist on online dating is that it makes women go first. The whole looking at profiles and swiping part is similar to other apps, especially Tinder. But…
Sixteen years and half a dozen relationships doesn’t change as much as you’d think it would. You’d think that a demonstrated ability to attract women would make one feel better. But I still feel that burning, tearing sensation whenever insecurities boil up inside of me. Like fire is going to come pouring out of my…
