Dating Archive

Perfect

Could my biggest problem be thinking that there's something wrong with everything not being perfect? Nine months of my Jewish conversion journey didn't get me any closer to things being perfect--but got me a lot closer to things being right. Read More

Rotund, huh?

A recent step on the bathroom scale confirmed what my shortness of breath on long flights of stairs already told me: I'm heavier than I want to be. But the men I date like that in a guy. How does a gay bear keep his dance card full when the time has come to reject his inner heifer? Read More

ADHD and the Art of Being Dumped

Breaking up is usually hard to do. But for Adult ADHDers, the curtain comes down on love so frequently that we often spend an entire relationship just wondering when it will end. Sometimes we ADHDers need to offer ourselves the same understanding we ask of others. Read More

Handyman

'Don't worry, I've done this before and they almost always call,' said Nick, announcing his decision to leave his number for our waitress. Overly Frank and I were less than eager to witness the passive-aggressive, likely-to-go-down-in-flames example of heterosexual courtship. Read More

Cat and a Drop Dead Proof

When Overly Frank adopted olderly Ryza from PAWS Chicago earlier this month, the cuddly interaction between Oklahoma expat and 11-year-old feline made me realize how much I'd been taking my own lifelong companion for granted. His life, that is. Read More

Flight of the Trojans

The last age I took so hard was 25. Back then, launching into the latter half of my twenties without having achieved richness or thinness had me feeling like a big loser. Luckily, my self-confidence has improved since then. Now launching into my final 365 days before middle age without yet having achieved richness or thinness just has me feeling old. Read More

Sex and the Sneakered Blogger

It's a sad commentary on my social life when the highlight of the past week comes from sitting on the front patio of hoary Uptown gay bar Big Chicks on dollar burger night, doing Gweilo impressions of contact sheets from AsianPoses.com. On a Monday. Read More

Eraserhead and the Vulcan of Loneliness

I sat there and felt like I was a cartoon character and he was an unhappy artist with a big, fat eraser, just rubbing me out, swipe by swipe. It's one thing to think you're only up against up against your own demons. It's something else entirely to be told by the guy you loved that he's made a decision to be alone for good. Read More