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Tag Archives: eating
Food. Some eat to live, others live to eat. Either way, it’s the source of life. The Chinese believe in the Chi of food. Eat food from the place you’re from, and you get Earth-drawn energy to live upon the place you’re in. It’s a circle-of-life thing. Me, I clearly live to eat. Lately, too indulgently [...]
This is part two of the basic etiquette for restaurant dates. It began with a rant here, and continued with part one here. First, a couple addendums raised in part one’s comments: A. As mentioned by an anonymous commenter after the first posting, if you’re picking your date up, do not call her and tell [...]
This is part one of two for restaurant etiquette. It was preluded with a rant yesterday. Yes, I’ll answer questions about going dutch, etc, but that’s next time. Tried to put this in the order it transpires on a date, but I’m sick and my head’s fuzzy. I have had men saying women don’t respond [...]
A reader wrote me recently to say that I need to comment more about the modern man’s condition. We both agree that men are caught between what they want to be and what they think they have to be, so they’re essentially lost. In not so many words, I’ve recently alluded in an email with [...]