I have yet to meet a feminist with an ounce of culture. I love Camille Paglia, but I’ve never met her. The ones I’ve met? About as cultured as a garden slug. And yes, I’ve met a lot of them. I even regrettably lived with a feminist girlfriend for awhile (not one of my smarter… Continue reading Some women
Category: Musings
Stinky, starving artists vs the real deal
I’ve met artists who actually make a pretty good living doing the things they love. But first, I’m going to talk about the opposite. The stinky, starving artist. He’s at the art gallery, selling his paintings. And he stinks so much that you don’t even want to have a conversation with him. His stuff actually… Continue reading Stinky, starving artists vs the real deal
Lift weights, eat steaks, and surround yourself with beautiful women
Roxy and I have a long running argument. She thinks she’s average and I’m an amazing artist. I think she’s gorgeous and I’m just painting what I see. It’s funny how sometimes, beautiful women don’t see what others see. Regardless though, her presence is magical. I get inspired whenever she’s around. I wrote Princess for… Continue reading Lift weights, eat steaks, and surround yourself with beautiful women
Lessons, new techniques, and improving my morning routine
Discipline is something that takes longer to develop in some folks. I was bad at it forever. High school homework? Rarely got done. I rarely came to tests prepared. Usually either forgot they occurred altogether or crammed the night before. Both, the wrong way to do things. This kind of poor discipline generally leads to… Continue reading Lessons, new techniques, and improving my morning routine
Men – don’t ever lose your frame
I could tell you the exact moment the one who got away got away. I lost my frame once, and it was enough that it was over. We dragged it out longer than we should have but I knew I had lost her. I was really good at manipulating girls at the time. Which we… Continue reading Men – don’t ever lose your frame