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My fairly genius male friend started in on an interesting theory the other day. We were involved in a g-convo prompted by the scary age post. He brought up the fact that most guys, if they have a scary age at all, place it somewhere between 32 and 40. My limited research (a personal survey conducted at The 79th Boat Basin from 8-10pm, drunk-ish) suggests …
I think it was Katie who coined the term “scary age” – as in, “26 is my scary age.” It must have been sometime directly after graduation when we took to assigning maxims to everything about post-grad life. Like – “I’ll know it’s really over when I can’t go out three nights in a row” (check) or “the first time I mistakenly make-out with someone …
Yesterday one of my very best friends asked me for some of my very best advice. It was on the subject of a boy (shocker) who’d made vague contact (un-heard of) that could be reacted to in a number of ways (over a number of mediums) depending on how his move was to be interpreted (I only thought there was one way to read it, …
An addendum treat courtesy of Gawker.com. Excerpts from Tucker Max’s forthcoming movie script. “Enjoy”. I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell: The Movie
The blogger turned author turned screenplay writer whose book I Hope They Serve Beer In Hell recently hit The New York Times best-seller list and is on its way into film production. Here is the intro to his blog: “My name is Tucker Max, and I am an asshole. I get excessively drunk at inappropriate times, disregard social norms, indulge every whim, ignore the consequences …
Rumor has it that when I was two years old I asked my Mom if we could be best friends. “I can’t remember what we were doing,” she says now, “We were either having a tea party or I was reading you a book or, you know, maybe you were in the bathtub.” There’s a chance it was all three; I was raised a multi-tasker. …
A friend and I were g-chatting about second dates the other day. How they differ from first dates. What our mind sets are going in. We may or may not both have one soon, so the topic was whether or not we go into them with a certain agenda – a certain goal in mind, hypothetically speaking. I said my agenda was to make the …
They say Bob Dylan was the voice of a generation. That he had the unique ability to capture the sentiments that defined the ’60s. He was their minstrel, cutting through the chaos with clear words, poignant questions, and honest emotion. Our generation has its own set of sentiments. Rebelling against our parents’ petty focus on peace, love, and equality we’ve shifted to evaluating the real …
People, like most produce and some dairy products, have a “best by” date. Not like, after a certain amount of time they go bad and should be discarded. Like, there’s a range of time within which they are each their best. But not “their best” like they become appropriately ripe and then that’s it. More like they each take a different amount of time to …
You know that now famous question that popped up somewhere around freshman year of high school? If you had to give up either blow jobs or cheese, which would you pick? Girls used it as a weird flirtation device — proof that they were cool enough to say blow job with a straight face. For guys I assume it was another piece of their sexual …