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Thursday, December 27, 2012


All men are very aware how important kissing is to women. And I'm not just talking about the first kiss. Being a "good kisser" is paramount to any sustainable relationship. The reason is simply because, to women, kissing isn't just a physical act; rather, it showcases an emotional and intimate connection. The power and allure of a kiss is why hookers and escorts tend to refrain from it...unless you're with one who's offering the in, "Girlfriend Experience."....that's what I've heard anyway.  So, what is it, specifically, that makes a man a good kisser?

Most of my entries and feelings pervaded on this site derive from an accurate sampling of the male population which ranges from random strangers to friends and family across all ages. On occasion, I relate personal stories that tend to back up what other men may think as well. But when it comes to my kissing theory, I am only going on what I know and have personally experienced for more than 20 years. 

In something that's going to now seem curiously at odds with my consistent candor and openness,  I've never had one single conversation with another man about kissing proficiency or techniques. The only time I've discussed kissing with other men is to debate who we would and would not kiss. And it's worth noting, everyone who I had this conversation with backed me up on my proclamation, which is: Men will only kiss someone they want to have sex with. And by kiss...I mean KISS. The sole stand alone was my younger married brother who thinks it's okay to just kiss anyone. Ha. I have no idea where he gets this thinking from. Not from me. And certainly not from other men. I figured though since I made such an absolute statement I'd point out there's always an exception. But go ahead. Don't take my word for it, or my brother's. Do your own survey. Ask any guy if they're wrapping their tongue around someone they have no interest in having sex with.

On the flip side, I believe women will kiss just for kissing sake with no other intentions or motives. However, unlike a man who's already established he wants to have sex with said person BEFORE the kiss, a woman can easily be transformed into now wanting to have sex AFTER a kiss. 

Another element to the kiss that I find fascinating is that most women look to the man to initiate it. At least when it comes to the first kiss. Men must be the ones to make it happen. Take control. However, that power is short lived and fleeting. And this is what I think is the hardly mentioned, almost, secret art of the "good" kiss. Men must kiss a woman exactly how she wants to be kissed.

Being a good kisser doesn't necessarily mean your technique or style is better or more skilled than another. It means you know how to follow your partner. No two people kiss the same and no two women like the same  kind of kiss. Some of you like it slow, soft and tender. Some of you like it passionate, strong and deep. Some of you like it both ways. Sometimes it depends on your mood, the situation, the environment....the moon. In other words, until we touch lips there's no way of predicting or knowing how you wish to be  handled.

How quickly and smoothly a guy transitions to how the woman wants to kiss determines whether or not he is a "good" kisser. Now, I'm not saying a man cannot move the kiss forward or back on his own. What I'm saying is that he has to properly assess if it's OK to do so. Proceed, but proceed with caution. A good kisser   knows when to take the lead, when to back off, when to much tongue to use...all of these things require an accurate feeling what the woman wants, likes...and perhaps, needs in that moment.  Any misread by the man and his kissing prowess drops. 

When it comes to kissing a woman the key is much the same as with other things. Give her what she wants.

*I've added this last note after the initial posting because after a female friend of mine read the entry she asked me if guys can be turned away from a woman if she's a bad kisser they will no longer want to have sex with her? That's a very good question, and not sure why I didn't address it earlier. So here goes. Yes. A man can be turned off by how a woman kisses him; however, not so turned off to the point where he suddenly decides not to have sex with you. We may just end up kissing you less, or just suck it up until we're finished. Literally.  More than likely, what it does mean is that we won't continue to see you or date you on any regular basis. 

Monday, December 10, 2012


Men know perfectly well that cuddling is something all women want to sex....women are always up for a good cuddle. 

As a man, I understand the's warm, comforting, loving. It's an intrinsic human connection that is both physical and emotional. In its basic nature, it's rather innocent. I even know a woman in Los Angeles who throws "cuddle" parties in her home for people who lack intimacy in their lives or just want to feel "connected" to another human being. I get it. But women should also be very aware of how men think about cuddling, because it's quite different from the female perspective. And when I say "how men think" what I really mean is, how ALL men think.

To a heterosexual man, the cuddle can be all of the things I just described above, but it's also a gateway to sex. Check that. It's ALWAYS a gateway to sex. 

Now, before you go and get your panties in a twisted knot, I'm NOT saying we ONLY cuddle in hopes of sex....what I'm saying is, if we cuddle with you, we are going to WANT sex. That is a natural response from a normal heterosexual man. And no man should ever have to apologize for wanting more than just a cuddle from an attractive woman. Any physical contact with a woman we find attractive is going to arouse us. We're that easy.  Like it or not, it's  how we're wired. This goes for dirty dancing too.  And our sensational response to that kind of physical contact needs to be respected.

I know what you're thinking too. What about when we cuddle with women we're not attracted to?  Easy. We never do that. We're only cuddling, giving neck and back massages and rubbing feet with women we're attracted to. Any man who discounts this practice is one of two things. Gay. Or full of shit.

I recently told a woman that I could not cuddle with her because I knew we were not going to have sex, so why would I tease, torture and afflict myself with a frustrating and discomforting case of blue balls?  Because that's exactly what would have happened. She was sad to hear it and couldn't quite understand why "cuddling" was such a big deal. And why couldn't I just enjoy it for simply what it was?

The reason we can't enjoy the cuddle for cuddle sake is because men are extreme sexual beings....much more so than women. This doesn't make us dirty dogs or sexually deviant. In fact, what it makes us is perfectly healthy men. Or perhaps, we're just not nearly as "evolved" as women. I'm willing to acknowledge women can departmentalize and separate sex from every other activity that isn't "sex".  It's really an amazing skill. Men cannot do this. We're always thinking about it or have the instant capacity to think of matter how presently removed we may be from a sexual situation. Nothing can stop the thoughts from entering our mind. We could be cleaning dog shit off our shoes and a pretty woman could appear in our line of sight and we'll still think about her sexually. Bad example. OK, so maybe we are a bit of a collective dirty dog. Don't like it? You can always go lesbian.

Personally, I love cuddling, but I'm also still highly indifferent toward sex. I have no desire to pursue it, much less have it. However, if you stick an attractive woman's beautiful ass against my cock and expect me to snuggle up and hold her tight against my body...I'm automatically going to start thinking about and wanting sex. Men are not built with the strict on/off switch that women possess. We can't just "shut it down" or turn away a pending orgasm....yes...we may have emotional or physical or drug related issues that prevent us from performing, but no man can just decide to stop when he actively wants to have sex, and when he's already engaged in the process. If we shut it down it's only because we no longer want to have sex because you're yelling "STOP!" or we suddenly don't want to cheat on our partner, if we have one.  Those are about the only two explanations for not "finishing."  In every other case...there is no stop sign ahead for us. Our light is always set to green.

Marijuana is commonly referred to as a "gateway" drug by its opponents. Well, to men...cuddling is our gateway drug to the land of hope, dreams and....nakedness.

Monday, December 3, 2012

Chris Rock's Differences Between Men & Women

I caught a replay of Chris Rock's stand up special, Kill the Messenger, the other night and while I've seen it before...I forgot how much he talked about the differences between men and women. Yes he's a comedian...and yes he's trying to make us laugh...but he also speaks the truth...the naked truth on how men think...all men. In Rock we trust. Trust me.

However, I must provide a disclaimer. Most, if not all of what you ladies are about to hear, you will not agree with, nor will you be particularly flattered by Rock's commentary. But it is how accurate in how men perceive the differences between us. The truth isn't always pretty...but, it's usually pretty funny.

Among the highlights from his routine...."Dick is free, pussy costs money"......"What do women want? EVERYTHING."...."Woman cannot go back in lifestyle, men cannot go back sexually." 

Take 8 minutes and watch this. If nothing else, you'll have some inappropriate material for a future dinner conversation.
Chris Rock - Differences Between Men & Women

Sunday, November 11, 2012

A Theory on What Women Want

On this blog I don't speak for women...nor do I try and claim to know exactly what they want. To me, that's an impossibility with infinite answers. I only pass along how men think, on what we want, and what we "perceive" women to want. With that said, I thought I'd share some thoughts from another respected man who's seemingly given the subject as much thought as I, perhaps even more. 

My man claims all women want the same thing....and it has nothing to money, happiness or love. "All woman want emotional security from their man, in the sense they (women) can feel safe with expressing their volatile emotions."

He says it took him into his 5th decade to figure this out. He offers his insight to men everywhere by providing tips on how to properly provide that sense of security...and that environment a woman needs to feel "emotionally safe." Only when a woman is free to express herself under her conditions will she truly trust, respect and embrace a man.

Here's his website.

According to him, it's all about how men react to women. His number one ascertain is that men cannot fight emotion with emotion. Women are the emotional ones. Men are not. We are the rational problem solvers. We fix things. Tell us what's wrong and we'll make it right.  He goes on to explain how women perceive us to be totally incapable of "real" emotion, so the last thing they need is some incapable emotional man getting all "emotional" on them and telling them how they feel or how they think. Whether we can actually express ourselves or not is not the issue.  In other words, what do women call sensitive men who show too much emotion?  Pussies. And no man who's labeled a "pussy" is getting any pussy any time soon. Women may say they want "sensitive" guys, but really they just want guys who are sensitive to women...not to themselves. Makes sense.

What I wonder is, how many women actually believe this to be true about themselves and what they want from men? More likely, you may not even be able to answer it, because what you think you want, isn't actually what you need.

From what my man says, part of a woman's emotional distress comes from not being able to properly and accurately communicate what they're feeling. And this drives them into the never ending state of what we men refer to as "crazy." A woman's emotional being is so complex, so disorganized, there's no way of properly "fixing" it.  So, naturally, men become frustrated they can't do anything about it, and women become  increasingly frustrated by men who can't help them.  At least until man's website spells it all out...for all of us. 

While the site aims to help men find a solution, I could make the case it's women who would actually benefit more from checking it out. When we want something, we don't often fully understand why we want it. Identifying and understanding our problems are the first steps toward solving them.

Wednesday, October 31, 2012

My Friend The Vagina Whisperer

Every guy has that one friend who always seems to be getting laid. Whether it be via a long term relationship, a friend with benefits or a simple one night stand, women have never been particularly difficult for this guy I know. In fact, it appears so easy for this person, you wonder what he's "got" that others do not. Make no mistake, most guys sole focus in life is having when you have a friend who is an All-Star in this endeavor it's worth a closer look.

This past weekend my friend informed me he completed the Trifecta. Now you might think this would refer to three different women for each of the three weekend on Friday, one on Saturday and one on Sunday. Not so with this guy...he did it over a single 24-hour period from Sat night to Sun night. He had sex with a chick on Saturday Night, then another one Sunday morning and finally the third one on Sunday night. Impressive. I should reveal that he's leaving the country this week for a year for work and was upfront with all these women about his situation, so perhaps, that played in to his "success" rate. With that said, it was probably irrelevant  This guy is just that good..

The Saturday night hook up came through a friend of a female friend of he had not slept with.  They were all out drinking and he ended up hooking up with her after his friend went home. This girl who slept with him also asked him not tell the other girl that she slept with him...which was more than OK with my guy.  Girls revel in the sneaking around part more so than guys and I think it's cause they're so worried of being negatively judged by their female friends. Whereas a guy friend who reveals he had a one night stand to another guy would just receive a very standard "Way to go man."  On top of this girl's self perceived "bad" behavior, she made it clear to my friend she was still willing to make this a semi-regular long as he kept it quiet.

The Sunday Morning booty call came from an already regular thing...a girl he works with who's currently in a long term, no sex relationship with an out of town boyfriend. In fact, she had just flown back to town Sunday after spending the weekend with her boyfriend.  My buddy claims he would never date this one cause of all her issues (clearly), but as long as she's cool with just fucking him, he'll continue to see her. Although, while my buddy's more her "lover" than her "boyfriend" , they do hang a little bit outside the bedroom. I met them for dinner once.

The third and final hook up of the weekend came via a 2nd date with a woman he's known for years...having  met her at a previous workplace...but she had always been in serious relationships...twice engaged to different guys. She had recently broken up and texted my buddy out of the blue to "hang out". He told her upfront he was leaving this coming week for a year, but would still go out with her before he left. This turned into a real dinner date, where he picked her up and they spent the evening out. I didn't get the naked details yet other than, "Hey man I completed the "trifecta" via text.

Yes he's good looking...but not in a leading man or pretty boy type of way...he's a bit rugged....but still, overall, more regular than not. He's friendly, cool, laid back...but also not who you would necessarily refer to as " a charmer".  He's incredibly normal for as much poon as he gets, and considering he rarely hooks up with random's even more remarkable the notches in his belt usually derive from work, friends or mutual acquaintances   I asked him what he thought the reason was for his extraordinary success. Without hesitating he responded, "It's because I don't care."

Oh, he cares about getting laid...absolutely....just not about the person he's trying to have sex with. Unlike most men, he's never frustrated, nor does he "pine" over any one woman. If it happens, great. If not, next.  He's never going to let one woman affect him to the point where he cares about whether he sleeps with her or not. His portrait of women is not particularly flattering or "nice". And if women really knew how he felt about them, they'd be slapping his face more than he'd be slapping their asses. Add for the record, the woman from Saturday night took a self portrait of the smack mark bruise he left on her ass and sent it to him...thanking him for a good way...He showed me the photo and message.

When I told him I guess I let things affect me more than you and how maybe I just treat life a little more serious...he was like "C'mon, life's a game...and sex is poker. Never show your hand too soon." He was referring to being open and honest with women. His advice was to reveal only what is necessary and what works....For example...being honest about leaving for a year was okay, but telling them you want to sleep with them before leaving would be TMI...and you would lose that hand. This is where I differ from most men. I never looked as trying to have sex as a game...and the "I'll do and say whatever I have to say to get in her pants" mentality. Maybe I'm just too real, too honest, too genuine when it comes to life....and women.

Now I know what everyone is saying...Well, all women want a man to be honest in a relationship. But this is not what we're talking about here. We're talking about sex...that's it. And apparently "acting" like you don't care if you do or you don't works best. I genuinely admire my friend for his skills in the sex poker arena. However, it only reinforces my equally negative thoughts toward women that I share with my's disappointing to know women continue to reward men who don't give a shit. The difference between us is my buddy's willingness to play along. I'm not.

Monday, October 15, 2012

Sex Surrogates

The new film Sessions, starring Helen Hunt and William H. Macy, spotlights sexual surrogates. For those of you who do not know what a sex surrogate is, it is a professional therapist who treats patients with sex.  In the movie, Helen Hunt is a sex surrogate...but with a twist. Her patient is physically handicapped.  

Here's a review from Newsweek.

Now you could argue when it comes to sex, all men are somewhat physically handicapped....performance and ability...most of us have no idea what we're doing...we need help. Lots of it. So, this film got me thinking. Why shouldn't ALL MEN be allowed a sexual surrogate? And not just allowed...but the government...and covered by insurance! Before the uproar ensues, I'm going to justify my request with some well documented facts.

1.  From the time a man receives his first erection, sex is an all consuming quest. It defines us. All our efforts are designed on how best to get sex. From our job, to our clothes, to the car we drive...all meant to attract a lady in the hopes she'll one day remove her pants for us.  We don't just crave it. We need it. We need it to feel like a man. We need it to further our confidence. We need the release. Masturbation is not the only temporarily relieves. It's a quick fix.

2. Men are angry. Why?  It has very little to do with money, job, or our favorite shitty sports team. Most of are anger stems from sexual frustration. We're either not getting laid as much as we want to, or worse...not getting laid at all. This shit makes us beyond cranky. You want peace on earth? Provide a sexual surrogate to every single man.

3.  Prostitutes are not surrogates...they cost $, are not regulated....and often come from abused or drug backgrounds. They are not safe. If mental disorders can be treated by medical professionals and covered by insurance than so should sex workers...of the professional kind. ObamaCare would be a lot more popular if sex surrogates were a part of its coverage.

4.  Proper training leads to improved skills. Wouldn't all you women like better lovers? Would you rather be the one who teaches? Or would you rather a man come with all the necessary skills? I can't tell you how many times I've heard women complain about their partners love making and how unsatisfied they are with them? Pleasing a woman is not know it...we know why shouldn't there be a legal training program? We live in an advanced society....why limit this thinking to science, education and culture? Sex is just as important as anything in this world.

5. Most men will not publicly support my position. In private, 100% will agree...even the "religious" ones.

Unless your man has thrown in the white towel and shut down his sexual the tormented and the broken hearted, and those miserable men in dead end marriages...a normal man's desire for sex never fades, no matter the age. I know men in their 60's just as horny as men in their 20's....the only difference is that older men become better game managers...we're wiser....we know how to control and manipulate our carnal desires.  The widespread use of sexual surrogates can only help men...and women. 

Everyone needs therapy, particularly of the sexual variety. The use of sexual surrogates isn't simply about satisfying erotic fantasies; it's about developing a more loving, peaceful, educated society.

Sunday, October 7, 2012

Bad Girls

If you've been a bad girl, be prepared...

....the smart ones are.

And make sure you always watch "10 Reasons Why" every Monday.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Springsteen, Chicago and Magic in the Night

I've been thinking about this post for a couple of weeks...much longer than usual. Typically, I come up with a topic and write about it immediately. This one lingered for awhile in part because I've been traveling; but also, it's a fairly significant one. September 9th, 2012 was the 3 year anniversary of meeting the woman from Chicago who changed my life forever...and as fate would have it...I found myself in Chicago that weekend, seeing the man who also changed my life forever.  I was there to see Bruce Springsteen & The E Street Band play Wrigley Field on Friday the 7th, and again on Saturday the 8th. Because one show isn't enough. 

I had mixed emotions about returning to Chicago for the first time since I had met this woman. And although we actually met in LA, she still maintains a Chicago phone number, and I always thought about taking her to a Springsteen show in her hometown. Eddie Vedder of Pearl Jam actually came out and performed "My Hometown" with Bruce over the weekend.  Here it is.

In fact, our first date could have easily taken in place in Chicago 3 years ago to see Springsteen, a mere week after we had met. She was already there and I suggested flying in to take her to the show, but she didn't seem too excited about going to see my man at the time. Plus, I suspected she was in Chicago visiting her on the fence boyfriend, at the time.

This woman aside, I've been a fan of Chicago since the first time I traveled there years ago.  Frank Sinatra's not the only one from Jersey who thinks the Windy City is his kind of town. At least, anytime it's not winter there.

Not only have I always had a great time in the city, but over the years I've met a lot of women from there, and while there, that have been "into" me. I don't know what it is that's made me sort of a Chicago Playboy, but maybe I should take it up with the original Chi-town lady killer, Mr. Hugh Hefner.  At any rate, Chicago's been very, very good to me.

And this weekend was no exception.  Unlike most women in my life, Bruce never disappoints. It's one of the many things I love about the guy. No matter how high the expectations, he finds a way to surpass them. He's an inspiring, magical man.  If I could find a woman to light up my life as much he does, I'd be the happiest guy in the world.  I've often thought that woman from 3 years ago was just that woman. The incredible disappointment in discovering she was not is why I've been so affected.

I flew in Thursday night and met up with some long time Springsteen friends for drinks, so didn't really hit the town. Friday's show went so long and so late I was starving by the time it ended and didn't have the energy to first go out at 1am. So that left Saturday. Last night.  Show again was incredible, despite the heavy rain and eventual downpour at the end, shortly before midnight and my pending "anniversary."

You'll never find me in a better mood or shining in a brighter light than right before I'm going to see Bruce...obviously during the show....and then again, right after. If you're around me during these times you'll see. It's like I've got this magic glow about me that instantly attracts women. I've "hooked up" with several after Bruce shows, whether I went to the show with them, or just met them afterward.

With the downpour and a mad rush of people to catch the train, I decided to pop into one of the bars across the street from Wrigley to dry out, and grab a drink. I had lost my group in the transition out of the stadium. I was on my own. Same thing had happened to the woman I immediately met at the bar. She was cute, wet...and drunk.  The Man's Trifecta.  

I've said this before, my post Springsteen glow aside, women who like me, like me instantly. There's no confusing or wondering if she's into me. I know right away. And so do they. Maybe it's because I have such a strong personality and they either respond or they don't....I'm about as black and white kind of guy as it gets. I'm pretty certain it has nothing to do with my physical looks; otherwise I'd have had more opportunities than normal.  Whatever the case, this one, was clearly "into me."

She had me Facebook request her before I even finished my first drink. In fact, that was the only drink I had here. She got a text from her sister wondering where the hell she was...the sister was back at the hotel...downtown...where I was also staying, so she suggested I take a cab back with her to her hotel. OK. Fine by me. We knew each other about 20 minutes by this point.  Hailing a cab would prove to be more difficult. We ended up sharing with another random couple who had also gone to the show. Let me just also say that if you're not interested in getting laid after you've been to a Springsteen show, check your pulse, you may not be alive.

So, as soon as we get into the cab with the other couple, the other woman, starts inquiring how we know each other and if we're dating. When my girl says we just met the other woman says something about it being fate or something, and how this being a great night and all, I'm totally going to have sex with her. She actually said, "Oh, you guys are going to have sex tonight." See I told you...Bruce brings out the freaking. He rocks. It was pretty hilarious, although my girl insisted that was not going to happen because she's "Canadian. And we're not like that." That was just as funny because she just gave the Canadian version of the American version of women proclaiming, "I never do things like this."

Keep in mind, this was the first night in awhile that I was actively seeking some pussy. I suppose a lot of factors were at play, Chicago, the Anniversary, Bruce, it's not like I haven't gotten "any" in 3 years...I have....but only when it's fallen into my lap...never because I was on a mission or "trying."  And so, once again, I found a woman who fell into my lap....even though I was totally prepared to put forth effort on this night. I was on the hunt. Turns out it was a very very brief hunt. So that whole myth about something happens when you least expect it to is total bullshit. I was totally expecting to hook up Saturday night...someway, somehow. After all, I knew I had Chicago and Bruce on my side. That's a lethal  double combo.

We make it back to her hotel, and get ready for this's directly across the street from the hotel where I'm staying.  I mean right across the street. Of all the hotels in the city we just happened to be staying next to each other. Anyone who doesn't believe in weird cosmic events or "fate" is kidding themselves. I'm not saying there's a God or angels or anything heavy like that...I'm just saying there's some things you just can't explain with "It was a coincidence."  There's something mysteriously spiritual about the ways of the universe.  Haven't you all seen the film Fools Rush In????   It's also why the date on which I met the woman from 3 years ago, 9/9/9, completely messed with my head.  I'll leave it at that.

Actually, I won't. I came home for the Jewish New Year Holiday this week and my Dad gave me one of his ties to borrow for services. So, I'm tying it, and I flip it around and notice the brand on the back of the tie. Madison. "Her" last name. Happy Fucking New Year!

I digress. Back to the Windy City...which actually wasn't very windy at all. Perfect weather, except for the rain tonight. Although, it ended up being kind of perfect in its own way.

We go right up to her room where she changes out of her wet clothes, throws on a sexy black dress and drops a baby black Springsteen tank over the top of it. That's my kind of girl. Now, she's playing it a little coy, still acting like we're not going to do anything like "that". And her sister and friend are waiting in the room next door for her. Well, maybe so, but I'm not having any of that. I press her some. Tell her I know she wants to kiss me. She smiles."One kiss and then you can tell me you don't want to." She smiles again. Checkmate.

If there's nothing else I'm confident about, it's knowing I'm an awesome kisser. Not a good one. Not a great one. But an awesome one. Firm. And soft. Right Tiffany? LOL. (That's an inside joke. And for the record, Tiffany and I never kissed. She had no interest.)

We kiss. While she's obviously into it, she insists we go see her sister. Now! Fine. I pass that test. I get past  her pants. Dress. Whatever.  I realize I may be coming off a bit flip-id here or "piggish", but I'm really just writing it like this for humor's sake. I thought she was a very cool chick...yes I was attracted to her...yes I wanted to have sex with her...but nothing was done with any malice or intentions other than love and pure joy...just as Bruce would have wanted it.

So the sister's pissed! She's all like "We waited for you. Where did you go? Blah blah blah. No we're not going out. We're wet. We're cold,. And we're going to be bed." Fuck me. What a Buzzkill. However, to my surprise, she tells my girl, "If you want to go out. Go ahead. Do what you want." Fuck yeah. Test passed.

We go back to her room briefly to find out the sister is actually sharing the King bed with my girl...Oh, fuck me. I'm sharing a room with two older woman I'm friendly with. I can't take a girl back there.  Damn. I try not to think about what I'm going to do. Cross that bridge later.

We head out down the street, pop into a bar when she hears some Kid Rock playing, and sit down at the bar for a drink. I pay. I'm a gentlemen. Then I go to kiss her again. And this time...she's really into it. I can't exactly remember when she revealed she had some man in her life who she was unhappy with...story of my do I end up always meeting women who are unhappy with who they're with? Why am I the one they're attracted to? And why do they continue to stay with those men when they're clearly so infatuated with me? I've got quite the curse going here. More universe shit. I'll have to ask my therapist about that one next week.

We eventually walk out of the bar holding hands...up to the Chicago river....which makes me think about my last post about romance in New York. Next to New York, Chicago is the next best thing for romance and love. Any picturesque city you can walk and take public transportation is going to be more romantic than a valet pulling your car up and handing your keys back. Love stinks in LA.

She's starting to get cold and wants to hop a cab back to her hotel...sure no problem. We kiss some in the cab, take into the lobby and toward the elevator bank. Now I'm thinking, fuck, I'm gonna have to get a hotel room here, aren't I?  Some people attempt to ride the elevator with us, but I quickly dismiss them. I tell them, "Sorry, this one's just for us. You'll have to take the next one." They do.

Before the elevator door even closes she's wrapped around me. We're all over each other. We reach her floor. I tell her we're not done. I press the 1st floor button again. We're going down. I act like I'm going to go down too. She's going wild, but says "No we can't. No." This continues for the next 20 minutes or so, riding up and down the elevator, alternating between pushing buttons to random floors and her telling me how much she wants to fuck me. She tells me how much she loved how I took control of the elevator and told those people it was "ours." It turned her on so much.

Love in an elevator. Never done it. However, I have met a woman in a hotel elevator before and went out for a drink with her that night. I've picked up a woman on a plane, a woman working behind a ticket booth window, a woman driving in her car who was following me and then pulled up alongside me at a stoplight, a woman who was selling tickets on the street (not a scalper, just a regular person), a waitress, a bartender, a flight attendant (this one wasn't even from my flight but my buddy's who was walking out the airport with her when I went to pick him up...within 5 minutes the flight attendant was giving me her number), a woman in line at a late night pizza spot (45 minutes later we were making out on her couch, some 15 minutes after that we were naked in her bed)...where was I?

Oh yes, the elevator. Would have had sex with this one in it. I say "would" because she wasn't going to let it happen. These were glass elevators. Did I mention that one?  I did get my fingers inside her for a moment. That was it. We exit. On the floor below hers.

I suggest we find a quiet, isolated spot. We walk down the hall.  I was actually thinking the stairs to the roof, but we end up in a narrow hall just outside a couple of rooms. I push her against the wall. She's completely turned on. We gradually slide down to the floor. She's still telling how much she wants to fuck me. And how she hasn't felt this kind of passion in 10 years and how sexy I am. She tells me she's going to orgasm. And to put my fingers inside her. She's riding on top of me. Asking me to pretend I'm fucking her. She wants me to cum. I tell her, "I'm not going to. Not like this." She gets off and I continue on her. Lifting her dress up, or down...not sure how I got to her breasts, but I did...fully exposed, I kiss and caress her.  I loosen my belt and open my pants. She quickly pulls my shirt over "it", grins, and then insists, "I am not going to fuck you."

She notices my wristbands from the concert still attached to my wrist. She inquires about them. They're from the "pit". She tells me she would have blown me if I had gotten her in there. She's not fucking me. And she's also not blowing me. In fun, I grab her hair and tell her I'm taking a picture. She's laughing and covers her face just as I take it.

We mess around a bit more until I accept the reality. She's not going to fuck me. So I do what I need to do. I do exactly what Miss Madison wanted to me to do. And in fact, had requested of me 3 years ago to do to her. I masturbate onto her. Under her dress. In the hall. On the floor. She helps some. She likes it. A lot. 

I'd tell you the hotel, but there may still be some DNA left behind, so I reveal nothing more. Ha.

And oh by the way, she really is Canadian and still lives there. Who knows if we'll see each other again. If we do, it'll probably be at a Springsteen show. And speaking of Bruce...I'm listening to E Street Radio right now and the song "I'm going down" is playing...Nice.

Monday, September 3, 2012

A New York Love Affair

I currently live in Los Angeles, previously lived in New York City; and after recently visiting there, I can unequivocally say love blossoms in New York....and dies in LA.

New York City is far more romantic, beautiful, inspiring....and most importantly, passionate.  Everywhere you look there's something special to see, touch....smell. A casual stroll through Central Park or along the Hudson River on a sun splashed afternoon will offer the best in New York romance. Young lovers holding hands or kissing on a park bench or resting in each other's arms on a grassy patch are seemingly all around.  In Los Angeles, you have to search far and wide to find anyone who resembles a couple in love. Why is that? 

Is it because in the city of angels no one declares anything with conviction or certainty? Everyone operates on a "maybe". In other words, all options remain on the table, so you better not fall in love.  LA is a soulless town of make believe and insincerity. It's fake. Nothing is real. Not even the beautiful blue sky which arrives via smog filled air and Hollywood special effects (must be right?) is legit.  Truth be told, people in Los Angeles care more about their "credits" than they do their "hearts". If Los Angeles is all about the individual then New York is all about us. Two hearts are better than one. And New York understands that more than any place in the country.

LA is the unsure sister to New York's determined brother. She's fragile, mysterious and confused, while he's aggressive, persistent, courageous and open. Her knows what he wants and doesn't hold back. He just goes for it.

Film and TV have long romanticized New York.  All you have to do is visit once and you'll understand  the reasons with Hollywood's fascination with its coastal counterpart. Here's some "real" loving snapshots I took on my recent trip.

Actually, this one was taken in Los Angeles!  But only further proves my point. Even in LA people are loving NYC!

And then there's this classic signage shot I took in New York to flirt with a girl I was texting with in LA........ 

I sent her the photo before we ever went out, while I was visiting New York. Her last name was Madison.  She thought it was funny and liked it a lot...I was trying in my own charming way to be romantic....that's what New York brings out of you. At any rate...when we did eventually go out the sign must have worked.  Sparks flew between us and it turned out to be the most enjoyable first date I ever had...she even held my hand as we walked down the street to my car after we had a long make-out session in hers....and this took place in LA if you can believe it!  But as LA is, this romance was d.o.a.  She killed it before ever giving us a chance. Perhaps if we had gone out in New York we'd still be dating.

While women may like to believe they're the "romantic"'s usually up to the man to make the romance. Plan the day, set the mood, etc.....Woman want to be romanced, but men are the ones actually doing it. So I ask, where do you romance in LA? "The Grove?" Malibu at sunset? A hike through a canyon? Hardly.  Nothing compares to losing yourself in a park in New York or night. 

I once flew to New York specifically for a first date...lunch, early evening walk through the park. We ended up on a bench under a lamp post when a light rain began to fall. It was an only in New York kind of day.

If you love New York it will most certainly love you back. Take it from a guy who knows.

Monday, August 27, 2012

Why Do Men Act The Way They Do?

Here's the easy answer:  Because we're trying to get laid! 

This doesn't mean we don't also want a meaningful reationship. It just means we value sex tremendously. Yes I know sometimes what we do and how we act is completely counter productive to this idea but trust me, whatever it is we're doing or not doing has the intended result of getting laid. 

Yes, we really do think about sex all the time. Yes it's ridiculous. We can't help ourselves. Stop being so beautiful and we'll stop wanting to have sex with you. When we first meet you we quickly think what you'd be like sexually. Even after we've had sex with you we think about the next time we're going to have sex with you. Will there even be a next time? Will it be better? Will it be worse? From our jobs, to our cars, to our clothes, everything is done with an eye toward catching your eye.  

If you're feeling sick from hearing this or prefer to just think all men are fucking nuts then my advice is to date women or spend some quality time with a monk. We are who we are. Accept it. Embrace it.

A female friend of mine who I've known for over 20 years just told me "sex is no big deal." Yeah. To a woman it's no big deal!  If you have a bottomless keg in your house with a beer tap and you can pour yourself a cold beer anytime you want...of course it's not going to be a big deal. Just pull the lever. Cha-Ching. If women want sex all they have to do is say so. Go ahead. Try it. Walk up to any random guy on the street or in the supermarket. You'll see.

On the other hand, men have to say they want it (a given) and then either work for it or pay for it...either way time and money are involved.  No wonder we place a higher value on it than women do. Anything you can get whenever you want it for free with no strings attached is not something you could possibly value much.  Sex to a man is huge deal! And to any man who tells you otherwise, he's full of shit and just trying to be cool and casual about it. Every time we have it, we think, "Damn! I just had sex!"

We're talking single men here. Married men at some point stopped worrying about it and have no choice but to accept the fact it's no longer a big deal. Trust me. I've spoken with many a married men about this. They argue how other things have become more important...their kids, their work, etc....Bullshit. They've just retired from all the bullshit that goes along with getting sex from their wives. So they inherently devalue its meaning. Yes sex drives decrease the older you get...but all that means is that maybe once a week is enough now...instead of daily. It's still men of all ages.

And I totally understand the notion of "meaningful sex" and how important that kind of sex is to women. Of course, guys want to have meaningful sex too. But short of meaningful sex any sex will do. It's all we think about. Even Crash Davis, Kevin Costner's character in Bull Durham, had to step out of the batter's box because he had that "Annie character" in his head. You are always in our thoughts. Always.

The meatier, more complicated answer to why we act the way we do is that men are in a constant state of proving our self worth. Often, our behavior has a very specific purpose. Unlike many women, men are not  so random. We may be showcasing our unique abilities or fueling our ego. We need approval and we need to be loved...much more so than women. 

Sex is the one thing we know to look to that can boost our confidence and manhood. That's the real reason we're so focused on getting's not just because we're horny animals...although we's much more psychological with us than you ever thought possible. Whereas, many women want sex just because it feels good....Self esteem and feeling more "womanly" do not bear the same weight in sex as they do for men. Many of us can only feel "manly" when we're having sex.

Sunday, August 26, 2012

8 Compliments Your Man Wants to Hear according to COSMO

...according to Cosmopolitan magazine and . Here's their list and the link to the article with my added comments for each below.

1.  "No one makes me laugh like you do"
Women always claim they want a guy with a sense of if it's that true then this is one of the best compliments you can give us.

2.  "You give the best advice"
Men want to be helpful and for you to feel like you need us.

3.  "You're so big"
While you would think we want to hear this...the reality is when we you say this we probably think you're full of shit. Cause just like we're aware there's always smaller...there's also always bigger. Instead of complimenting our size why not just tell us how great we feel inside you?  Like "I love how you feel inside me" It sounds more genuine too.

4.  "Your arms look sexy"
If you're going to say this you're going to need to touch our arms as well...otherwise it's empty words. Words without action are meaningless.

5.  "Your butt looks amazing in those jeans"
Unlike women, men want to be objectified for our bodies. Objectify away.

6.  "You're making me so hot right now"
You're making me "so wet" works too.

7.  "You're so good at_______"
This can be anything...not necessarily sexual. It shows you're paying attention to our skills. Believe it or not we want to be appreciated for more than just our penis.

8.  "I feel safe when I'm with you"
I'm not a big fan of this one, but I understand why women say it. As men we're constantly reminded how unsafe women feel around men...whether it's because of the threat of physical violence or rape or stalking or just plain creepers men scare women easily.  We know if you're feeling safe with us then you can trust us...and if you can trust then you can have sex with us. So telling us you feel safe just means you're ready to get naked.

No surprise half of these are sexually stimulated.  Obviously, men need lots of ego boosting for sure, but above all, your comments need to be genuine. Bullshitting a guy just to make him "feel good" is no better than faking your orgasm for the same effect. We want the real deal. And completely turned off by anything else. If we can't trust what you say to us we can't respect you....much less love you....but we can still have sex with you. 

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

10 Reasons Why You Should Have Sex Every Day

I recently came across this YouTube comedian Emily Hart from the UK. @emilyhartidge on Twitter. She delivers these "10 Reasons Why..." videos on a wide range of topics. She's funny, goofy, witty and yet, still remarkably sexy. At least she makes you wonder if she can stop joking long enough to have sex. Admittedly, I'm fascinated by her...perhaps even slightly obsessed ever since I found out about her YouTube page. Cosmo's nominated her for Blog of the Year. Here's one of her more....stimulating creations. "10 Reasons Why You Should Have Sex Every Day" And by "You" she means Women! Amazing. Cause really, guys already know why they should. In part, this is what makes Emily so fascinating and charming. She's trying to educate as well as amuse both sexes. I think I'm in love. Watch the clip.

Monday, August 6, 2012

7 Sex Positions Men Love

I agree with Diana Vilbert from Your  My comments are in italics.

The bedroom moves that men love: try these sex positions tonight.

Want to spice things up in the bedroom? Make his night and drive him crazy with these sex positions that men love. Ultimately, sex is about love and intimacy, so while the positions are part of the fun, the real payoff is the way various maneuvers allow you to connect and explore each other in different ways.
1. Woman on Top: Ask your guy what drives him crazy in the bedroom, and we're betting he'll say it's pleasing you. This sexy position puts you in the driver's seat, and that's exactly where he wants you. Take advantage of being in control and set the pace according to what you like, leaving his hands free to roam. The bonus? He loves having your curves in full view…so flip on the lights and give him a show.

I'll add to this by suggesting doing it from a seated position. Like literally from the driver's position, from a chair, on the edge of the couch, edge of the bed. My favorite position is enhanced by being able to do   multiple things at once. Hold you up with one arm wrapped around your hips, the other hand is free to roam and I can easily still kiss you while I'm inside you.
2. Missionary: This standard go-to is a favorite because it puts him in control, while still being intimate: your hips are free to do all the work, and you can lock lips and eyes with ease. And while he's in the power position on top of you, the two of you can set the pace together. If you want him to go slower or deeper, put your hands on his hips and guide him. The best sex is like a conversation, and missionary allows you to communicate with your bodies.

We want you to guide us. Don't be shy, but also don't make us feel like you're reading us the instruction manual...let us try our thing too.

3. Reverse Cowgirl: This reverse variation of the woman on top position is the best of both worlds for your guy. It gives him the sexy view he gets during doggie style but it puts you in control. This position doesn't allow for a ton of touching or eye contact, but it's a nice contrast to some of the more classic, romantic positions. If you're craving a connection flash a look back at him while you're doing your thing—it'll drive both of you over the edge.

Be wild and free.
4. Doggie Style: This rear entry positions puts him in control, allowing him to call the shots and to go at the speed that's best for him. Plus, it allows for deeper penetration, making him feel like king in the bedroom. Some women love the intense full feeling, but if it feels like too much, let him know. Communication is key to enjoying sex and experiencing the full psychological benefits of physical intimacy.

Be submissive. 
5. Standing Up: Getting it on while standing up is probably not your go-to move, but it's perfect for that sweaty, gotta-have-you-now sex that'll make him feel irresistible. Whether he's bending you over the new kitchen table or you're steadying yourself against the wall, this spontaneous position is perfect for a quickie.

The rougher the better. We want to dominate you because we're so incredibly turned on.

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Guys Want the Fairytale Too

Watch the Film Going the Distance with Drew Barrymore and Justin Long. I shed a couple of tears...what can I say? I'm sensitive about these things.

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Feeling Good by Dr. David Burns

I started reading this acclaimed book Feeling Good The New Mood Therapy and find it to be extremely helpful in dealing with the volatile emotions and racing thoughts that come with despair and depression. The basic premise is that no other person or situation makes us feel the way we do. We are the ones responsible for our feelings. However we interpret and perceive things is how we will feel.

One of the issues that affects me more than most is communication, or more accurately, a lack of communication. I can't stand being ignored or silenced.  I seek answers and justice.  I'm an open and honest person and I feel others should be as well. And when they aren't, it frustrates me. Dr. Burns addresses our "shoulds" as unfair and unrealistic values. Just because I'm comfortable with candor doesn't mean others should be.  I am the one who needs to respect that and deal with it. And not take it personally when someone is unwilling to express exactly what they're feeling or thinking with me just because I want to know.

When it comes to love and dating there's so many things that often go fully unexplained or understood. That's a hard bitter bill for me to swallow. Without proper information we jump to conclusions or let our mind drift to places that wreck havoc on our emotions. Not knowing why or how come is the greatest source of anxiety and depression that leads to self loathing and hopelessness. If I only knew...I could feel better. Right?

When we're angry or disappointed with someone perhaps it's better to step back and look at the situation from the other person's perspective.  Learn to be empathetic and you will free yourself from being trapped in hostility, self-doubt, and despair writes Dr. Burns.

Recalling my unrequited affair, she clearly was not someone comfortable with properly expressing her real emotions. Her dramatic outbursts aside, she never took the time to communicate with me or allow herself to become intimate. And that's what's continued to bother me most years later.  But there's nothing I can do about it. That was her choice. Her decision. I tried as best I could to get her to share or open up to me, but the more I engaged, the further away she drifted. It hurt tremendously to think she didn't care enough about our connection or about my feelings. But does that make her an unloving, uncaring person?

No. The thing she lacked was empathy. And for someone who struggles with their emotional candor it's not a surprise she lacks the skill to step into someone else's head. Clearly she has the capacity to love because she stuck with her boyfriend, in spite of our legendary connection and whatever sexual problems the two of them were having at the time. I'm fully aware she needed to get rid of me if she had a chance of salvaging her relationship with him. It's also why she could never just be friends with me afterward. Not because she didn't like me....simply because she couldn't afford the temptation.

So where does that leave me? My self-esteem should be encouraged knowing I was such a temptation to her that she needed to sever our ties...but in my eyes, only the defeat remains. I lost out on her. She loved someone else so incredibly she was able to dismiss me like I was nothing. How can I feel good about that? 

Friends and Family try and tell me all it was all for the best. That she was too crazy or too unstable or too manipulative or whatever her faults may have been would have been a recipe for disaster. In the end, I'm better off without her they say.  For whatever reason, I'm unable to accept that I dodged such a bullet. I do realize it's not worth being miserable over, yet I'm still not at peace with it. What have I learned? What have I gained?  Going forward, these are the things that matter.

For more answers, and for now, I'll just have to keep reading I guess.

Monday, July 30, 2012

Bruce Springsteen - Drive All Night

Listen to the words of this beautiful and sensitive song from Bruce Springsteen recorded live in Sweden over the weekend. It's how every guy who ever cared about you thinks.

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

She's Not Coming Back

I know it. My friends know it. And she knows it. Yet, all I think about is the "what if" and "what could have been".  I'm tortured by it. Every day. From the moment I wake up it's my first thought. It's like nothing I've ever felt before. If I could purge the memories of her from my head I most certainly would. I need a Total Recall.

In general, I've found men never really get over a lost love. The saying "Women regret the ones they slept with and Men regret the ones they didn't" speaks more to the difficulty men have in letting go of a broken heart. I still think about the one who got away in college 20 years ago.  Finding a new love seems to be the only plausible solution, but of course, if it was as easy as snapping your fingers, then no one would ever dwell on unrequited love.

Somehow I've lucked into being with a few other women in the 2 1/2 years since, and while they satisfied in the moment, they were not this other girl. I did not nearly have the kind of connection with them or desire for them like I had with this other one. She was, by far, extraordinarily different over than anyone else I dated.  I fear she will always linger with me...never leaving my damaged psyche, much less escaping my heavy empty heart.  I'm beholden to her....her self-tormented prisoner.

What makes it especially hard is that I know this one was genuinely nuts about me. The way she looked at me, smiled at me, kissed me, touched me....ferociously inhaled me. I've been with enough women that have been "into" me to compare.  Keep in mind she asked me to give my mother a kiss for her after we had only seen each other 3 times.  And, I was, by and far and way, more attracted to her than anyone else previous.  Of course that plays a factor in my intense feelings too. I couldn't wait to wake up next to her, hold her in my arms, listen to her voice. Unfortunately, she also apparently felt this way about someone else too. Or at least had already established a much deeper connection with, even though our initial chemistry may have been stronger. Our type of connection just doesn't happen. And I've had some pretty remarkable instant connections with women.

For reasons I'll never completely understand, she chose to work through it with the other guy, rather than start something new with me. How she could simply ignore our chemistry and passion will always be  sadly inexplicable.  I never asked her to choose between us. She did so on her own. When she finally spoke to me about it she tried to tell me it was "bad timing" and if she had met me first we'd be dating. That did not lessen the sting of her ultimate rejection. And despite her cold fucking text that called us off and her repeated callous reactions after, I remain focused on her positive attributes. She was everything any guy would want in a woman...playful, smart, witty, intoxicating sexy and incredibly sexual. She was also controlling, manipulative, insensitive and selfish....qualities I wish would be the ones to affect me most.

Despite the fact that I know she doesn't give a shit about how I feel or how she made me feel, I'm still torn up over my entire experience with her. I can vividly recall every detail from when we first met until our last contact. It's as if it happened yesterday. After I first asked her out and she told me "we should definitely go out" I remember feeling so on top of the world. It was as if all my hopes and dreams were answered and I could finally be happy.

Ever since she abruptly ended our brief affair my life itself has been in a downward spiral. And I'm at a loss on how to turn it around. Therapy? Drugs? Move to another world? One thing I do realize is this no longer has anything to do with her or how she may have teased me or how she handled getting rid of's all on me. I'm the one who's been unable to deal with it.

The question everyone asks is, why has she had such a devastating impact on me? What was it about her? What is it about me? Am I too loving a person? Too sensitive? Too emotional? Too crazy?  Perhaps all of those things....but I also know there's got to be something more. 

Truth is I've never had the kind of relationship with a woman that I hoped to have with this one. And when you're 38 years old and that possibility suddenly, and prematurely vanishes, it's crushing. Within 5 minutes I've meeting her I wanted her to meet everyone I knew...including my parents.  I had never been more sure of anyone in my life. To then discover she may have never actually been the woman I thought she angel, a dream, a promise of's the disappointment of not experiencing more of her that has far outweighed my reality spent with her. My fantasy is what's ruined me.

Writing about it in a number of these posts has mostly been therapeutic for me, and if nothing else, wildly entertaining for you; but it's no longer working. Nothing is.

I've thought for the longest time if I could just talk to her...ask her some still unanswered questions...maybe that would help. But she's never going to agree to that...nor could I ever truly trust her answers. How could I?

In the end, she's never going to be part of my solution. Nor is another woman for that matter. I'm the only one who can fix me. Now, if I only knew how.

Thursday, July 19, 2012

She Makes Me Happy

Clinique asked 9 up-and-coming filmmakers to explore the question: What Makes You Happy? 

Here's what John Sinclair says about his video: "One night last year, I walked into one of my favorite bars and unexpectedly met the beautiful Sandra. We hit it off instantly and a month later I (nervously) asked her to join me on a trip to France I had planned. I bought a video camera for our French adventure and during that trip, was able to capture the moment I knew I wanted to ask her to marry me. I spent the next nine months, shooting a little here and little there; anything from the little moments we share together everyday to vacations and holidays. On our 1-year anniversary, I played her the short film I made on the roof of the Bowery Hotel in New York City...and asked her to marry me. She said yes."

Watching this video makes me think of two things: 

1. The similarly randomly incredible instant connection I had that turned out to be not what I thought 
2. How come you never see videos like this from a woman?

Monday, July 16, 2012

In "Freedom at 21" Jack White asks, Do Women Care About How Men Feel?

See what Jack White thinks in his new Official Music Video for "Freedom at 21"

The clip below is from a Live Performance of the same song

Sunday, July 15, 2012

Being "Tougher Than The Rest"

You really want to figure a guy out and understand us? Here it is. When a guy likes a woman all he wants is the chance to prove to her he's tougher than the rest. Yes, we want to sleep with you. No, we don't want it to be too difficult. Yes, we still want to hang out with our boys. But above everything else, we want to be tougher than the rest, for you. It's just that simple. I know on this blog I refer to Bruce Springsteen a lot, but when it comes to learning about how men think and feel, no one's better at telling it like it is than The Boss.

"Tougher Than The Rest" - LIVE

Official Music Video for "Tougher Than The Rest"

Thursday, July 12, 2012

How Men and Women Differ on 6 Basic Needs

Despite our obvious differences most people like to say men and women are more alike than not, and that, in the end, we all want the same things. I'm going to easily debunk this assertion using the simplest of examples; our 6 basic needs.

1.  Food
Women wonder if it will make them fat;
Men wonder if it will satisfy their appetite.

2.  Water
Women wonder if it will make them in bloated;
Men wonder about the shrinkage factor.

3.  Shelter
Women wonder if there's a big enough closet in there for both her clothes and her shoes;
Men wonder what's the cost/square foot of that shelter that will house said large closet.

4.  Clothing
Women wonder if will make them look fat (or hot);
Men wonder when women will take off their clothing.

5.  Oxygen
Women wonder what channel it is;
Men wonder if what happened in the film Total Recall with the air could really happen.

6.  Love
Women wonder if they will ever know true love;
Men love Beer, Sex, Balls, Dogs, Family Guy, The Three Stooges, ScarFace, Caddyshack, Rocky, Swingers, I Love You Man, Whazzzuppppp, Bull Durham, Animal House, The Sopranos,  The Man Show (the original with Jimmy Kimmel and Adam Carolla), American Chopper, Farting, Belching, Eating, Sleeping, Quiet, Cars, Their Mother, MILFS, Cougars, Strippers, Porn Stars, Playmates, Pets, Victoria's Secret Models, Hooters Waitresses, Cheerleaders, Smoking Cigars, Sports, Rock & Roll, Bill Clinton, David Letterman, Howard Stern, Bruce Springsteen (if you're a real man anyway), Gambling, All Tom Cruise movies (except maybe Vanilla Sky), Angelina Jolie, Angelina Jolie's lips, Redheads, Brunettes, Blondes, The Word "Pussy", Pussy, Fake Hair (just kidding), Real Breasts, Fake Breasts (not kidding, just so long as they still appear real), Big Asses, Small Asses, Long Hair, Straight Hair, Wavy but not quite Curly Hair, A little Hair, No Hair, Clean feet and toes (clean enough to touch and, taste...if you can't keep your feet clean we wonder about the rest of your parts), High Heeled Shoes, A Woman's Smile, Pie (any fruit kind will do), Cake (as long as it's cheese or ice cream), Meat, Potatoes, Meat & Potatoes, Art Museums (as long as there's naked photos, paintings or statues), Pumping Gas, Buzz Summer Road Trip 2012 on AT&T Uverse Cable because of the hot young perky host Nicole Dabeau (, The World According to Henry (YouTube it), Being the Man, Being Silly, Being Stupid, Being Smart, Being Strong, Being Sexy and finally.....Pudding & Naps (the last two were for my friend Jeff Garlin...yes that Jeff Garlin).

Face it. We are different. We think differently. We act differently. We feel differently. It's time we all just embraced our fascinating differences...accept them....enjoy them...and stop trying to be like the other. Neither of us can change. Men will always be from Mars. Women will always be from Venus.

Monday, June 25, 2012

Sunday, June 24, 2012

Fifty Shades of Grey and Some Other Reasons Men Like Women

So much of this Blog is devoted to what women don’t do well when it comes to loving men or what they can  and should improve upon. Or perhaps just as importantly, what they need to understand about us.  This entry  however, is going to address what you do right for us.  

I posed a question to several friends from both sexes asking what are some of the qualities inherent to women that men should appreciate?  I only had one stipulation; your answer could have nothing to do with sex or a woman’s physical features.

Judging from some of the pontification you would think I had asked them to deconstruct the properties of an atom. Mildly surprised by the lack of conviction in their answers, I simplified the question. Not everyone is as introspective or as thoughtful as myself.

Pretend I’m an alien visiting earth for the first time and I want to know why a woman is good for a man.  Remember, speaking non-physical non-sexual. Why should a man bother with a woman? What can a heterosexual man get from a woman that he can’t attain from another man…or for that matter…a dog…always a man’s best friend.  Make no mistake ladies. A woman’s biggest competitor is not that “other” beautiful woman across the room; her greatest threat is a man’s dog. Unequivocally loyal, infinitely affectionate and curiously attentive a dog represents the most ideal traits one desires from a love partner.

With that said…let’s get the sex out of the way. Yes…obviously it’s probably the number one thing men seek in a woman…however, beyond that I wanted to write about what else we enjoy. By acknowledging the “other” positive traits found in women hopefully women we’ll understand they are valued for far more than just their bodies.

Of course, the phenomenon that is Fifty Shades of Grey only strengthens the argument that women are all about sex just as much men are…with one glaring exception….a woman’s real fantasies are kept far deeper in the closet, out of sight and out of mind from those she socializes with for fear of either being dubbed a “slut” or “whore” by her well guarded inner circle or they’re acted upon in utmost secrecy, and often with anonymous partners.  And by “anonymous” I mean…not their current ones.

This isn’t to say men don’t act and maintain extreme wishes behind closed doors as well; we’re just more likely to tell you exactly what we want from you. Our cautious approach with you only comes from not “freaking” you out…which you must admit…women are big into the freak out factor…and for that matter the word “creepy”. If we suggest the slightest thing that may disturb the delicate balance we’ve orchestrated…and yes I do mean orchestrated…as in carefully matriculated. Women are like eggs…and flowers.  Handle with care. A woman should never be fearful of revealing to a man her deviant thoughts…our most likely reaction would be “Cool” regardless if we are into it or not. If we like you…chances are we want you to be a freak.

The reason I bring up the book is not for its inherent explicit material; rather it’s to tell you men love hearing about a woman’s sexual desires and thoughts…what she likes…what she doesn’t like….and more importantly, what she wants.  Yes, men are physical beings first…but you’d be surprised how much our minds factor into our erections.   Knowing exactly what turns you on and then having you communicate that to us only makes us more into you. Don’t be shy. Give us the keys to unlock your personal mysterious shades of grey. We like opening things.

OK, so from this we can establish our first non-superficial thing we like about woman.

  • How you talk to us
What you say and how you say things to a man affects them. Do not underestimate the impact of your spoken word.  I can’t even describe properly what I’m talking about, but when it happens I know it. I feel it. It’s a playful, flirty kind of engagement that makes us think we’re special.

And speaking of special…the next thing we like…

  • How you talk about us
One of my Neanderthal male friends answered the questions with this:

“I love it when she tells her friends how much she loves fucking me.”

This is not about sex. This is all about feeding his ego. Most men need their ego stroked more than their dicks…sure we love it when you tell us you’re proud of us or how much we mean to you…but when you tell your friends…that’s what gives us the most confidence, which obviously leads to the next great quality about you.

  • How you Boost our Confidence
A female friend told me she’s had guys want her on their arms just to make them more confident. She’s right.  A lot of guys will specifically seek out an attractive woman to makes themselves look better. It’s not always this artificial. Often…we actually “like” you and not just using you for your outward beauty.  I told her if that was always the case guys would just hire escorts to walk around with them all day….and some do…but it never has the same impact as the real thing. It’s not a genuine confidence booster.  It’s fake and only a temporary fix.

There’s a reason for the expression: Behind every good man is a better woman. Men need a woman to be whole. No man is ever going to reach his full potential without the confidence generated from being with a woman who loves and admires him.

When a young emboldened Leo DiCaprio in the epic film Titanic proclaimed, “I’m King of the World!” it had everything to do with him knowing a woman he loved was in love with him too. A woman’s love makes a man think anything is possible and inspires him to be a better man. What a woman’s love does for a man’s thoughts is immeasurable.

Confidence is the only key to success. Not smarts, not connections, not ambition and not necessarily hard work. Confidence is it. And nothing builds confidence like a woman who’s loved by man who’s on his arm.

  • Your Support
A guy can tell me all day long how much he supports what I’m doing or how much he believes in me and it has virtually no affect.  Of course, it’s nice to hear…but if a woman I like tells me the same thing it’s like she’s saying something completely different.

Another female friend offered to me that she wants to be the kind of woman a man can count on for support…and loyalty. She’s a rare gem in this world filled with narcissists and career obsessed woman.  While some woman I’ve spoken with run from the burden they associate with “being there” for a man, she eagerly embraces the responsibility. She actually wants to be the difference in a man’s life…to be his light. And don’t think my friend can be this way because maybe she’s just got all her shit together. Hardly. She’s recently divorced, got two young kids, one of them is autistic and both parents are deceased. She’s got plenty to deal with…yet she still aspires to be a man’s everything. How many of you can say the same?

    *  How you Look at us and Smile at us....especially when you walk into a room and first notice us

I wrote about this in my very first entry to this Blog. It’s the thing that I…and a lot of men actually value most from a woman.  When a woman looks at us…we see her looking into us. She wants to read our soul.  And if we like you…we want you to find whatever it is you’re looking for.  Then there’s your smile. That ear-to-ear smile that brightens the darkest of rooms, the one that cannot be faked…the one that says you’re the only thing that matters in this moment. There’s a peace and warmth in it that’s delivered uniquely by only a woman.

  • How you Text us
The smile thing applies to texting too. Many women use the :) rather liberally...but don't think we're not paying attention. Same goes for !!!! and LOL's....all flirty female creations. We admittedly get mini-pleasure from seeing them. They immediately put a smile on her face. So please don't abuse them.  Only if you mean it. We're counting those exclamation marks. Really, how excited are you about us?

  • Holding our hand
If we like you we want to hold your hand. And we like it even more when you initiate it. It’s not quite the same feeling we get when we get our dog to shake with us…but it's close.  There’s just something about the touch of a female’s hand…and it’s not all a physical sensation. After I had that long crazy car make-out with that Drama Queen from my 5-part entry Fate, Texts & the Smell of a Foot it wasn’t until we walked out of the car when she reached to hold my hand as we continued down the street that I felt totally cool with her. For someone who acted so concerned about kissing me because of her other relationship she left all that  unnecessary anxiety behind, in her car, when she grabbed my hand.

  • Lying in your lap
As far as simple little pleasures, not a lot beats lying in a grass field in New York City's Central Park with our head comfortably nestled in your lap looking up at blue skies. Just saying.

  • Mothering us
 I don’t mean the kind of Mothering a Momma’s boy is looking for, as in he’s looking for another Mother to take care of him. I mean the nurturing, caring…maybe you should go to the Doctor and have that checked out kind of Mothering. No matter how independent or strong a man acts…he enjoys someone who can take care of him…especially when he’s sick. You don’t have to become a 2nd mother to “mother us”…Mother us just enough…don’t smother us.

  • Cooking
Blow Jobs aside, the way to every man’s heart is through the kitchen. Eating is very important to us in case you missed that lesson growing up. If you can cook…it’s nothing but a big bowl of good. Ask Comedian Jeff Garlin. Very few men will tolerate a woman who can’t cook at all.  Just saying.

     *  Your Shoes

Just saying. 

  • Your Elegance, Tact and Grace
All the things that make you a “lady” make you charming and desirable. If we wanted to date someone who acted like the chicks in Bridesmaids…we’d date our boys.

  • Your Craziness
My Uncle convinced me to look at a woman’s up and down, back and forth, inexplicable unstable state of mind as a positive. He makes a good case for a woman’s inconsistent behavior as being the opposite of boring. And who wants boring?  It goes without saying the crazier you are…the wilder in bed you are too…which I’m sure plays into the appeal…but my Uncle was talking strictly from a life excitement perspective.  Also, if you can embrace your craziness rather than ignore it or dismiss it all together…that’s a helluva’ lot more appealing to us as well. If you’re able to readily admit you are so far from having your shit together or knowing what you want, then you’re also telling us you can use our help in dealing with whatever is fucking your shit up. Men like to be fixers….especially if that fixing thing is you.  Not that we want to change you. No. There's a difference between fixing and changing. We want to be the ones who help you on a path to sanity…and serenity.  Men love a lot of crazy shit….so why should women be any different?

  • The way you awaken
Only if we like you do we want to be there when you awaken. Like watching a beautiful sunrise we like watching you open the day. Seeing your intoxicating eyes, your all over the place bed hair, your sweet smile…it’s the best way to begin a day….other than you waking us in ways that meticulously tend to our precocious morning arousals…but that’s a sexual thing…and this entry is not about “sexual” likes.  Even a non-sexual awakening sure beats the hell out of seeing a buddy awake after a long drunken night on the couch. That’s some ugly.

  • Wanting to dress us
We may complain about it…and sometimes it takes away our dignity or our “manhood”, but in the end we’ll wear what you like because ultimately, it’s all about getting you to  want to take our clothes off…so if wearing something we can’t stand turns you on…we’re all for it. Men don’t dress to impress. We dress to undress.

And there you have it. You no longer have to wonder what else we “like” about you.  Then again, with that whole dressing undressing thing, maybe it all does in fact come down to sex. LOL. Seriously…we like you for more than just your bodies. Although, truth be told, if we didn’t adore your body, all those other “things” you do probably wouldn’t matter as much.

I’ve said it before…there’s not a lot of grey when it comes to guys…especially not 50 shades of it!  At best, men have two shades. Black and White.  Hopefully, this entry allows you to walk away with a better understanding and appreciation for yourself and what men enjoy about you.