At some point, it became a thing to pretend to be afraid of clowns. I don’t know how exactly, but I suspect someone—probably in some quirky-ass movie, probably with quirky-ass Zach Braff’s unbelievably punchable face in it (the Germans have a wonderful word for the face in need of punching or slapping: backpfeifengesicht, the... Continue Reading →

Women frequently ask about the strange habits of men who use dating sites (Tinder, OK Cupid, Match, Bumble, etc.).  There are countless incidences of men posting pictures on their profile that are questionable, to say the least--a topic I'll explore at a later date.  By far the question I get the most is:  What's up... Continue Reading →

Many people ask me how I seem to have it all figured out and be successful at everything without overreaching or underachieving.  They ask me how I have attained fulfillment, contentment, and self-actualization while retaining a healthy ambition and curiosity.  They ask me how it is that I seem to have no problems or issues... Continue Reading →

The idealized man lives his life with little or no significant possessions, relying only on his two hands, his wits, life itself, and only a few small things humans have devolved into needing to simply stay alive.  Every man feels a deep-seated need—whether or not he follows it—to flee into the wilderness with only a... Continue Reading →