Musing

My relationship to money and desire, and the ingenious, self-defeating system I built to get the former without risking the latter.

Not all of what I write is true. But all of it is real.

Eighteen thousand page views, a few charts, and proof of what a complete and total geek I am.

The things people google to find me are, mostly, parsing errors. But one searcher, I truly want to meet.

Michel Houellebecq, natural selection, and the frustrating economics of getting laid as a straight man.

The city feeds me with an endless stream of beautiful people.

Writing about my sex life makes me feel alive. There’s a lot, though, you’ll never read.

I have more in common with Jeffrey Dahmer than I’d like to admit.

Strip clubs are like shrines to a notion of male desire that is almost completely unappealing to me.

Intelligence, confidence, complete submission, grammar, yoga pants, and a very long list of other things.