When we leave the house each day in search of our fairy tale, I don’t believe that we go looking for love. I believe we go in search of access.

Ever ask a question and find it impossible to get a relevant answer? It makes me want to dry hump a camel with a Nalgene bottle. Curious? Read more.

Screw the fine print. Colorado says I can’t drive without glasses, but the one thing I don’t need to put on my glasses to see is love.

Come and take my sexy poll – limited to the first 100 respondents!

Are you overgripping? Consider that it’s time to let go in order to move on.

I am confident that the key to happier relationships between men and women rests in one simple skill: A woman’s understanding of when she should open up and shut up versus pet the puppy.

Yes, it’s true: The Redhead is in love.

Parties were clown-laden torture, as you had to endure everyone showing up, then games, then cake and ice cream. And because clowns are just fucking creepy.

So because I’m 36 and single, that make me a “cougar.” Fantastic. Let’s chat, Denver Post. Me-ow.

After the blog post “Common Fucking Courtesy: Grammar, Usage and Online Dating” went live earlier today, I get THIS gem…