Actually, all weeks are great for men. It’s a man’s world, and we’re not going to relinquish it without a fight.

Monday got us off to an excellent start, thanks to NBA player Jason Collins’ decision to come out… Read full post »

By “we”, of course, I don’t mean “me”. I’m the guy who’s spent years typing out irrelevant, banal tripe, and once wrote a post… Read full post »

These days, everyone’s talking about the Mad Man’s mega member. And why not? I don’t know about you, but I get a little tired of worrying all the time about SCOTUS, the s… Read full post »

When trouble visits my friend Rodney, he calls me. That makes me happy. I love Rodney. We’ve been through a lot together, good stuff and bad. Everyone should know the deep affirmation of being someone’s go-to guy.

Still, this particular call from Rodney was extremely surprising.… Read full post »

There are lots of irritating things about the Rest of the World. For one, most of the people who live there still stubbornly insist on speaking languages that aren’t English, or even one of the other (supplementary) languages I currently have. I do wish they’d hurry… Read full post »

When you’ve made love with a partner enough times, and if you’re the type of lover who actually pays attention, you pick up on certain rhythms.

From the gentleman’s perspective, one thing you learn is that she’s a different woman now than she was the last time. Her… Read full post »

Back in 2013, we were still relatively innocent. Drones were things that blew up bad guys in dusty countries. And sometimes collaterally damaged some dusty innocents. There w… Read full post »

Let’s get this out of the way first: You’re right, and we can agree without reservation about the extreme degree of foolishness on my part.

When I was a bit younger and less wise than I am today, I sa… Read full post »

Marianne and I were drinking together at our usual spot. She chose the spot a few years ago, and it was fine with me. It’s stylish without being trendy. It’s the kind of place professional women like, because they can wear a suit and still feel rather sexy. And… Read full post »

Flights on time. Hotel’s fine. Contract’s mine.

The trip was worth it, and I got the business. But I’m mad, and I want to punch someone.

Because I have a nasty cold. Because… Read full post »

It’s okay that you lied, and your secrets are safe with me.

I’d be one to talk.

It doesn’t make it any less, or more, does it?

You lied pretty and well.

And still we knew, we knew.… Read full post »

All debates are fundamentally the same. All of them, regardless of venue or format. Whether you win or lose is always a function of just a few things, because debates are simple, wonderful things. Whatever the issues, and whatever the personalities involved, a debate is a distillation of knowl… Read full post »

I love morning. I greet virtually every morning the same way. My eyes open from pleasant, engrossing dreams, because God loves me when I’m asleep.

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“Would you look at that?” said Reg, tapping a copy of the New York Times with his pectoral fin. “You humans publish this kind of crap every day.”

I scanned the article. It was a story about a territorial dispute between Japan and China, over islands in the… Read full post »

I’m disgruntled, and it’s my own damn fault. Which is usually the case.

My shaggy locks are gone. Those lovely dark waves and curls, so admired by lady companions, by balding friends, and most of all by me. Gone. Now, when I look in the mirror, something I used… Read full post »

I’m having difficulty keeping track of the feuds, scuffles, skirmishes and wars. I can’t figure out who’s in which tribe. How the hell can I know how to take sides?

I mean, I’ve got a vague idea of which personalities seem to itch for fights, which people feel mo… Read full post »

“I’m actually seeing someone right now,” said Paula on the phone. “A few dates. It’s going pretty well.”

“That’s great. I hope he’s nice,” I told her.

“That’s… Read full post »

“I want you to meet someone,” said Simon, offering me his hand to help me up. 

“Fuck you, you cold-blooded Limey bastard,” I wheezed, lying on the mat, thinking of several exciting ways he could die.

Simon claims to be my friend, and he is certainly… Read full post »

I know she’s a woman, but don’t call her that just now. Just now, she’s a girl.

A girl in the bright sun and heat of afternoon. Bathed in clean sweat, salty fresh and dripping. Hair dark and long and wet, clinging to her lovely neck.

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I make a mental note, occasionally, to acquire a better class of friends. The way I see it, one’s friends should generally be kind and helpful, and supportive of one’s decisions in life – whether those decisions be great and dramatic, or subtle and clever. An encounter with o… Read full post »

One of the best things about baseball is that it allows you to feel like a caveman, carrying around a big club, until you get to the place where you use that club to hit things really hard. There’s nothing like it.

Fact is, on this day, I rather… Read full post »

Longtime readers of my always pertinent and invaluable blog will know that I keep an extremely sharp eye on the l… Read full post »