If there’s one thing everyone can agree on, it’s that Idris Elba should consider doing a full-frontal nude scene. If there are two things we can agree on, it’s that life is hard. Finally, three things the majority of people reading this can agree on: It’s time to light a match and burn this motherfucker down to the ground. Or, to be a little more PC . . . It’s time to let shit go. Really let it go. The “it” stated above can refer to anything in your life that is not currently fulfilling you. A job, a residence, a partner, an in-law, pizza. Again, life is hard and way too short to settle . . .
This Is How We Learn
Recently, a friend told me that I was the gay, male version of Taylor Swift. I agreed, we laughed, and then both promptly ordered another round of mimosas. Okay, that’s not entirely true. This bitch is currently off the sauce—six months and counting. We’ll see how long sobriety lasts, because in these dark and trying times (yes, I’m referring to all of the excess holiday weight I’ve gained), nothing quite comforts me like eighteen dirty martinis. Anyway, I’m not exactly sure what my friend and I ordered another round of, but it’s a safe bet that it was something deep-fried. Me likes my . . .
What Are You Addicted To?
It's officially 2020, a new year—hell, a new decade! As if you needed my blog to alert you of the fact, right? Thank God for that, too, seeing as I haven't blogged in . . . Well, let's just say it's been a while. And while I'm acknowledging that elephant in the room, the one where I only produced three blog articles last year when it was my resolution to write at least one article a month (oops!), let me address another elephant: me! Yes, the other, much bigger elephant in the room is me, myself, and I. Unfortunately, yet noticeably, I've put on a little, fine—a lot—of weight. What can I . . .