This explains why the neighbors won't have him over
Love thy neighbor, right? Not always.
An unwanted threesome in bed: me, my partner and his...
My partner insists on bringing his phone to bed. He literally sleeps with it on his pillow. In the morning, he always complains about being tired. He insists on having the phone because he wants to be reachable in case something happens and people need to reach him. How do I make our bedroom a no-phone zone?
How much skin graffiti does one body need?
I’ve never understood the widespread fascination with tattoos, especially when they reach a certain… saturation point.
Companies are too desperate for feedback and reviews
I recently ordered groceries online, a mundane transaction in our modern world, one I’ve probably completed hundreds of times. Barely 10 minutes after the delivery, my phone buzzed. An email: "How was your experience?" My immediate thought wasn't gratitude or helpful feedback; it was an exasperated groan. Again?
Will we see any cowboy animals?
As an animal lover I couldn't wait to check out Houston Zoo. As a matter of fact, during conversation with other locals who asked me what I was doing while in town, each of them agreed that the zoo is a great place to check out.
Make cleanse friends with this
I've got something to smear all over your face... again. Ready for it?
You act the way you dress
I have a theory, one that might sound a little old-fashioned, but I truly believe it holds a kernel of profound truth: I think if people dressed nicer, the world would be significantly less douchey.
My partner is too close to my family... and I hate it
I have a decent relationship with my family but my partner is getting very close with them. I still live with them so when he comes over he goes upstairs to say hi to them before coming downstairs to my room. I know I should be happy they like each other but I don't want him being closer to my family than I am.
Buff-fused garlic mashed potatoes
Before you judge, hear me out. (Or, read me out!)
To be a fly on the wall for this
Ben is the strong silent type. You’re more likely to catch him reading a book in the bath than you are to see him raging on the dancefloor of a sweaty nightclub. Either lying in silence or to the strings of classical music, Ben stays calm… unless something breaks his focus.
Are employers expecting too much or are workers just lazy?
I'm obviously employed so this commentary isn't about me. I do, however, have several unemployed friends who say they've been unable to land a job in the past year.
Getting paddled in Nashville
Nashville isn't just about the honky-tonks and hot chicken, you know. Beneath the buzz of Broadway, a different kind of rhythm flows – the gentle current of the Cumberland River. I recently traded my boots for a paddle and my cowboy hat for a life vest to experience Music City from a whole new perspective: in a kayak!
Don't even pretend you focus on your heart rate
Oh, the memories. The scent of old gym mats, the echo of squeaking sneakers and the ever-present, vaguely terrifying whistle of Coach Thompson. If you grew up any time before, say, the era of smartwatches and personal trainers for toddlers, you’ll likely remember the post-exertion ritual designed to transform us into miniature athletic scientists: the dreaded pulse check.
My partner has too much rainbow stuff
My partner has too much rainbow stuff. I prefer to be a low-key gay. I need some help in dealing with this!
Curl, lift, pump, grunt, repeat
You'd think as Buff Boys we'd focus a lot of time on hair and fitness products. Well, actually, I guess we kinda do. Never mind. I thought it was going to be a more creative introduction. Fail. (Cut me some slack, I'm new at this writing thing!)
No, seriously, it's my mom's bra
It’s natural to be nervous on your first date. It’s an exciting time for a teenager. After all, it could be a lifelong relationship. But, let’s be honest, it’s not. Nevertheless, hours of preparation goes into making it a memorable time for not only you but the date you’re trying to impress.
Just shop for my groceries, we're not friends
Confession time: I’m a creature of convenience. Not the kind that meticulously plans out every minute, optimizing for peak efficiency. No, I’m the kind that eyes the overflowing laundry basket and thinks, “Hmm, maybe that’s a job for Future Me,” then immediately opens a food delivery app. Because, let’s be real, the entire premise of these glorious modern marvels – be it Instacart, DoorDash, Uber Eats, or the burgeoning legion of "someone else doing it for you" services – is the noble act of outsourcing the mundane.
Rainbow crepe cake
The fun thing about food during Pride is coming up with creations that incorporate the rainbow into exciting dishes and treats. Enter: rainbow crepe cake!
Am I a dick if I ghost after a drunken Pride makeout?
I was pretty drunk when I met someone at Pride. In the moment I expressed interest and we made out a bit. Now that I think about everything (and sobered up) I kinda regret it. Am I a dick if I ghost?
What's the deal with birthdays?
I just don’t get birthdays.
Tech up your ride
As someone who spends a fair amount of time on the road in Los Angeles, I've always appreciated the convenience of modern in-car technology.
Everybody has THAT co-worker
I always loved working in an office. I appreciated having a desk and a computer – a space I could call home base.
Can we wrestle these gators??
It was a bit of a drive from Lafayette to McGee's Swamp Tours but it is sure worth it! The Atchafalaya Swamp is definitely your chance to get up close with alligators... but not too close. Well, you get pretty close.
Bottoms-up rainbow sangria
A WeHo brunch is about celebrating love, acceptance, and of course, delicious food and drinks! And what better way to toast to these values than with a vibrant, colorful rainbow sangria? This recipe is easy to make, visually stunning and packs a fruity punch that's perfect for a warm summer morning.