We met at a bar (where it took three shots of Fireball Whiskey to calm me down before he even arrived.) He walked in and I wanted to laugh. He was so much shorter than I imagined, but still, really cute. We got along well and I loved that he didn’t know anything about me. I wasn’t Mike’s ex, or Dave’s ex, or a wrestler, or a bartender. Just a stranger. Continue reading
Somerville comic artist Liz Prince celebrates the release of her first feature length graphic novel Alone Forever (Top Shelf Productions) at Brookline Booksmith on Tuesday, February 11. She tells us about the book, OkCupid dates, Valentine heart captions, and fleeting and awkward MBTA romances.
May the romance be with you. Continue reading
The opportunistic folks among us (or, as the French call us, “pervs”) know that Christmas is also a great time to raise your sex game. Continue reading
Although history tells us the pilgrims came to this country to escape religious persecution and rapid Wal-Mart expansion, that’s pure BS. Continue reading
“My boyfriend has what I guess I’d call a smell fetish.” Continue reading
Unless, of course, you’re talking about showing up at Sunday mass naked and with clown paint on your junk. Continue reading