Can We Complain?

I’m a 30-year-old white man walking down the sidewalk on an overcast Friday afternoon. I’m wearing jeans, a green jacket and sunglasses. My destination is the landlord’s office. I’m on my way to write that monthly check which takes way too much money...

Does size really matter? It’s a question some people are afraid to ask. Not me. I’m ready to tell the world the truth.
Size does matter.
While running errands today I decided to pick up a sandwich for lunch. I passed by a Subway store. My favorite Italian BMT was in order. Conveniently, a commercial played on Pandora minutes before showcasing the fabulous $6 lunch deal they’re plugging...

Here’s my issue. My son, while loveable and adorable, is too smart for his own good. And too smart for me to handle.
My biggest problem? I have a hard time responding to his statements without my own sarcasm, which leads me to this particular list of things he says that are completely inappropriate. The worst part? They are directly correlated to how I react to what...

Is being in love all it’s cracked up to be?
I can’t answer that question. Why? Because I’m not in love. I also can’t ask my boyfriend because he is imaginary and way out of my league. And he blocked my number.
However, I do feel an intimate connection with carbohydrates. Now that is real relationship....