It’s weird how memories work. You’re in the middle of doing something, then something completely random pops into your head. This is one thing I love about being a writer. Have a random thought? Awesome. Now you get to see it. When I was a kid, we had a hemophiliac in our school. We all… Continue reading I am grateful to have known the hemophiliac kid
Author: Roman
Pinup Artist. Composer. Writer.
A lot of people don’t live in reality
I know I come across as cold to some folks. But let me tell you one cold, hard fact of life. You have limited time. You don’t know when you’re going to die, unless it’s by your own hand. Even people who get “six months to live” by their doctor can die tomorrow or live… Continue reading A lot of people don’t live in reality
A stupid hippie I once knew
Well, stupid may be the wrong word. The guy actually had a high IQ. But then again, the most stupid people you know often have high IQs. Weird how that works. Anyways, I just remember I mentioned this guy before. Now, you get to really know him. This guy’s your classic intellectual beta male. All… Continue reading A stupid hippie I once knew
Impressing the hot chicks (strike-thru) dudes
I was in a super talented Metal band in California in early 1990. So talented that we were a singer away from being a solid band, which could have probably played some of the larger clubs at the time. In the back of my mind, I already knew that I should focus on songwriting. Instead,… Continue reading Impressing the hot chicks (strike-thru) dudes
Women, education, and that extra 15 pounds
I know there’s gonna be that bitch ass beta male who will read this article and say “why you always gotta rag on women, Roman?” OK simp. Let me tell you in advance why you’ve already misinterpreted this. I write about whatever I want to write about. Usually it falls into a few categories –… Continue reading Women, education, and that extra 15 pounds