2015

My body responds before my mind does, but thankfully, my mind wins every time — and it’s not virtue, it’s something deeper and darker that keeps me honest.

Strip clubs can be glorious, and they can be where you go to watch a little part of yourself die. I’ve done both.

You’re out there, reading, aching, wanting. I know. Write to me.

There’s so much more sex I don’t have than sex I have. Sometimes I wonder if it’s not the rejections I crave even more.

Coffee, months of tension, and then, finally, a late night in which she did everything I asked and I disappeared into the dark.

Two sexy women, two great dates, and two write-ups that made the sex sound less hot than it was. I’m better at desire than satisfaction — on the page, at least.

This.

Esther Perel talks about infidelity without demonizing anyone, and gets it exactly right.

I have strong feelings about Google Inbox, and one fatal flaw involves your nudes.

I can predict the outcome of a date with near-perfect accuracy, which only raises the question of why I sometimes go on the ones I know will be bad.