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Flirting
This morning I disappointed a dear friend in her (admittedly very gratifying) assumption that I am always charming and witty. I will admit that while my wit rarely fails me in the majority of...
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Shy
Nobody believes that I am shy. In fact, when I tell folks that I am shy, they tend to tell me that they think I am full of shit. This bothers me, so I am going to explain a few things, in far too much...
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Lovable
At some point in the last several years, I figured out that I was lovable. It was one of the best light bulbs to light up over my head, ever. Bright, colorful, and flattering. [Please note, this is not...
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Guitar
When I tell people I have a guitar, very often they say things like, “Are you in a band?” or “Will you play a song for me?” or “That’s nice, let’s watch TV.” And I have finally figured out why that...
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Deaf, Blind, and Definitely DUMB
So, I have this problem: I have no fucking idea when a woman is interested in me. None whatsoever. All the signs in the world might be present, but if those signs are not written in Sharpie on card...
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Taking Compliments: A Flowchart
For the record, I know how this flowchart ought to look. Click Image. Then click it again. Just because you love to click. You love to click so much.
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Caring For Your Introvert
To my delight, this little placard has been making its slow way through Facebook and Twitter: Designed by Becky of Questionably Late, from text taken from this. I would like to have this little placard...
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Dear “Nice Guys”: The Friendzone is a Lie
Friendzoning. It’s all over the internet. On blogs. On Twitter. People bitch about it on Facebook. As you can see on this informative Tumblr, it’s all over OKCupid. It’s bullshit. There is this whole...
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Whiskeypants, on Dating
I There’s this woman, with whom I have almost become acquainted. Almost. By that, I mean I have spoken to her, once. Sorta. I don’t actually know how drunk I was when I managed to get those words out,...
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Year of the Whiskeypants
Normally around this time of year, I do a retrospective, but while a retrospective post (of sorts) is coming, right now I am looking forward. I am so fucking tired of being asked why I am single. Why I...
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