The search for a new wingman begins with candidates drawn from the worlds of journalism, science, and the theatre.
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The search for a new wingman begins with candidates drawn from the worlds of journalism, science, and the theatre.
Many hear the call but few are chosen. These were men among men; Wingmen among Wingmen…
In this 2008 interview, the communication consultant discusses the joys of helping people learn to hook up.
Badboy gives advice on when to go for the kiss.
Day 2 of the Real World Rapport Summit calls for, if not a radical reinvention, then a visit to a submarine.
The Game as it was practiced in the glory days of 2008, with dating coaches David Wygant, Lance Mason, Brent Smith and more.
A Seattle road trip leads to an encounter with The Pounder over some Rum Donkeys.
Burning Man festival-goers throw a pool party with a big carbon footprint and not many clothes.
When we met at Cactus Club for a drink Zan Perrion didn’t seem like the kind of guy who would be featured in Neil Strauss’s The Game.
(This is the third of three posts from one of my darkest hours, January 2008, when I decided to abstain from booze for a full…
The gang visits the Taboo Sex Show to check out the latest in prostate massage technology.
A look back at an unexceptional year in yours truly’s dating, relationships and sex life.
Christmas dinner at a friend’s with my visiting parents and their pal Nancy results in near-disaster!
In which my non-date lets me know in no uncertain terms that we are not on a date. Thanks for the multiple heads-up!
Crystal said she would unashamedly wear her sweats in front of a guy she was seeing after three weeks, “if we were just doing something comfortable.”
The Wingman and I venture into blo-man’s land.
(Here’s another Click by Lavalife post from Nov. 2007. Original title: “‘Wingman?’ More like ‘wingnut.’” Changed for SEO purposes. I think one reason I may…
An old blog post dated Nov. 12 2007 written for Click by Lavalife.com.
Last year, my cousin decided to do something about the comic book collection that had been collecting dust in his basement for over 20 years.…
Warner Bros. never did figure out what to do with the goldmine in its backyard. The Flash is just the latest example of the studio’s willful blindness.