Table for Oneitis

Before we get into anything Philly, Cape Cod, or Halloween 2017 in Asbury Park, I need to bridge the gap with some subtext. Welcome to another oneitis page.  This is a page for in-between my adventures, which will set up some of my future adventures to come. It was back in 2016 when I went… Read more


Even my oneitis has oneitis. This may have been mentioned before.  Oneitis, aka fuckmylife-itis.  Beta males in rehab sometimes regress on their journey to becoming an alpha male. It all started here:   I chew on that last part quite often. This is the text that I sent to an ex, Pearl, who had rejected… Read more


Litaly (Little Italy) quickly became the front runner during my time swiping on Tinder.  I loved her profile statement, too: We hit it off right away on the app: I quickly got her off the app onto my phone.  But, before going out on a date, it’s customary to do a little background check on… Read more

The Red Pill

What is the red pill?  I’ll first illustrate it with a recent conversation I had with Lisa and Meg about the laws of dating: Relationships.   Yes, I was like most guys: A beta male for most of my life.  I bought into the romanticized/feminized view of dating during my teens and 20’s.  I had… Read more

The Wife

Ah, the wife.  She’s not really the wife anymore, but for the purposes of this blog, she’s stuck with it. So much went wrong with us.  Marriage sucks in many ways.  No two people happy and hopeful ever set out to fail.  Too much to write about to even begin to scratch the surface of… Read more