Saturday, April 2, 2011

Never Go Back

My buddy Jeff called me the other day. His girlfriend had just broken off their relationship. I made the appropriate sympathetic comments, and asked what her reasons were. He said, “Dude, she decided she wanted to go back to being a lesbian.”

“She what?”

He repeated what he told me, and laughed at my stunned silence. “It’s all good, dude,” he said, “because I got to talking with one of my exes the other day and we want to give it another shot. Now that I got the queer girl out of the way--”

“Wait. You knew she was a lezzie?”

“Yeah, she told me she wanted to go straight, so I thought what the heck, I can be one of the few guys to turn a lesbian back to our side.”

“Instead it sounds like you cemented her decision to eat at the Y.”

“You think you’re funny,” he told me.

Obviously Jeff wasn’t too terribly upset. Methinks he was about to break it off anyway, and the lesbo gave him the excuse he needed to get rid of her and go back to his ex.

I don’t think he is making the best choice here, but I never met this particular ex, so I am not saying it’s not a good idea because she’s a horrible person. What I mean is, going back to an ex is never a good idea. 

I’ve met maybe one or two people who went back to an ex and had a happy ending—as in, they got married. But I know many more who went back to an ex, had a good time for a few weeks or maybe a month or two, but then started the old arguments again and split up—again—for the same reasons as before.

Maybe you have had a better experience with exes, of course. I’m not claiming to be the authority here. But I do know that only a dog eats its vomit.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Ten Ways to End Your Relationship

A radio station in Baltimore recently reviewed a top ten list of relationship killers, and I thought I would share my thoughts on each one. See where you agree!

#10.)  Disgusting bathroom habits, like leaving nail clippings on the floor, or a stained toilet bowl.

This one is aimed at the guys, I bet, which means a woman wrote this list and we all know how totally objective they are. Let me add "leaving bloody tampons in the trash" to the list, because if that doesn't kill your desire to see what's going on with her "down there" nothing will.

#9.)  Bad fashion choices, and not regularly replacing your underwear with new, more attractive underwear.

Bad fashion choices should be a given, but don't we all have that one ugly piece of clothing that we really like? It's comfortable, we've had it for ages, etc. You can't blame somebody for that. As for attractive underwear... my last girlfriend had a thing for beige nylon panties. She never wore a belt, so her undies would peek out of the top of her jeans from time to time, and they were always the same ugly nylon beige. Total turn off. Have some variety! I think the only time I saw her with underwear of a different color--blue--was when she was wearing a skirt and fell back on the couch during a make-out session that began with us standing up. She landed on her back and her legs flew open and, bingo, the sky was blue. I was so stunned I almost forgot what I was going to do next. Luckily, it didn’t take long to remember.

#8.)  Snoring.

Snoring isn't so much a killer as it is funny. One time, when another girlfriend and I were lying on the couch, she dozed off with her head on my chest and started making a noise that sounded like a chain-saw stuck on low. She woke up when I started laughing and wasn’t happy with me at all! Two months later she dumped me. I swear that if I hadn’t laughed we might still be together!

#7.)  Drinking too much alcohol.

And this is a problem because why? If I can find a woman who can hold her scotch I will marry her, I swear.

#6.)  Not bringing the romance anymore.

Or, having to teach somebody how to bring the romance. I dated a woman once who was absolutely clueless about how to be romantic or affectionate. I had to teach her. This is how you hold hands, this is how you give a back rub, etc. I tried to show her by example, but she never really picked up on it, and despite her words to the contrary it always seemed to me that she didn’t want me around. Actions speak louder than words and all that.

7.)  Too much time with in-laws or extended family.  Especially having one of your parents move in with you.

I can’t say I’ve had that experience but, yeah, it would be a killer. Especially, as has happened to me, the girl’s parents don’t like you.

#4.)  Personal cleanliness and hygiene issues.

Doesn't this go with #10? The occasional bit of bad breath goes with the territory but if she’s wearing a sleeveless shirt and for some reason raises her arms there better not be nubs under there. The fuzzy upper lip ought to be waxed, too. Nothing kills a make-out session more than kissing really hard only to get pricked by her whiskers.

#3.)  Long work hours.

Or living a long way apart. That’s hard, too.

#2.)  Becoming too tight or too loose with money.

Being too loose with money is a problem? Too tight, yes, of course, but having the cash to go and do what you want would, to me, be a huge luxury. Maybe I’ll be able to try it some time.

#1.)  Gaining weight, and a lack of exercise.

Well, a bony girl isn’t all that great, either. It’s best to find a lady in between. There’s gotta be a wiggle and a jiggle, you know? As for the guys… yeah, put down the fork, dude.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

No Girls Allowed!

Hello, gents. Pardon me for excluding females from this greeting but, you know, this site really isn't for the ladies. It’s about guys and our journey through the single life to whatever goal we have in mind, whether that be remaining single or tying the knot. (I'm sure some female carbon units will visit anyway.)

We are going to have a good time here. What will we talk about? Dating, living, cooking, daily challenges, thoughts and observations--and you are welcome to contribute pithy comments and I hope you do.

I was inspired to start this new blog after—finally—moving into my own apartment after ten years of having to rent rooms from other people and co-exist with them (and how challenging that was!). Now I can run around naked all I want and nobody will see me (unless I forget to draw the shades).

Fasten your seatbelts, guys, it’s going to be a heck of a ride...