Today is Valentine’s day and my Facebook feed is already flooded with three types of people. Those who are actually celebrating and make this day all about sex, love and Barry Manilow. The second are those who are “so single I could take a shot!” These people will hit the Valentine’s day happy hour specials and
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By Duncan Faber I wasted 41 years trying to get in shape. And I wasted it by going to the gym. My gym was state of the art. You wouldn’t believe the assortment of extremely expensive, high-tech machines they had there. This was the kind of equipment that the average person could never afford,
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I found out today why Navy Seals are badass motherfuckers. I took a TRX class yesterday morning and aside from reaffirming my inability to sprout arm muscles, I was sweating beyond the point of socially acceptable. Sister face and I bought online coupons for 30 days, unlimited classes at a local, legit boxing gym. There’s a
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At the end of the day, we are affirmation-seeking peeps who just want to be cuddled and told how wonderful we are. With the technological advancements in social media, we are now able to gain this need from our friends, family and complete stalker creeps adoring strangers. When Facebook first started, posting pictures of you and your friends taking
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My whole adolescent life, I wanted to be athletic. I was very active in sports but I wasn’t athletic per se. I had fantastic hand-eye coordination but I was always a little slower and a little less of an athlete than my friends. In the bumfuck town I grew up in, there were literally 270 people
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