Yearly Archives: 2016


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245 days. That’s how long it’s been since I got fired from my job and decided to go off on my own to start DB + Partners. If no one has ever pushed you to professionally go fuck yourself, awesome. Because the event has the potential to destroy you on a number of levels – and I’d venture to say financially is the least of them. For so many people, their career is their public […]

Getting Fucked – Professionally


The 10 Phases of Dating, my debut book, goes on sale October 1 – just 21 days! In the past couple of years, I’ve fallen out of habit with writing on my blog, but I’m planning to change that from now through the launch of the book. Hope you enjoy this one. __________________

Breaking (Up) News




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The 10 Phases of Dating, my debut book, goes on sale October 1! In the past couple of years, I’ve fallen out of habit with writing on my blog, but I’m planning to change that from now through the launch of the book. This is my second blog in a week, in what I’m calling ‘the lost chapters’ from the book. This excerpt is called ‘The Month of Slutober.’

The Month of Slutober


The 10 Phases of Dating, my debut book, goes on sale in 35 days! In the past couple of years, I’ve fallen out of habit with writing on my blog, but I’m planning to change that from now through the launch of the book.  __________________ I lost my virginity when I was 26 years old. (Usually after I share that information, I let it hang out there in dumbfounded silence for a few seconds. One. […]

The 26 Year Old Virgin


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White people will tell you it exists, but that it’s true of other white people. Black people will tell you they’re victims of it. And Hispanic or Latino people – you know, ‘Mexicans’ to the uninformed – are being unilaterally threatened with deportation because of it. (And Syrians, and judges in Indiana, and…) It is racism, or what the dictionary defines as the belief that all members of each race possess characteristics or abilities specific to that […]

I am a Racist



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This week, I found out that a girl friend of mine was the victim of a vicious sexual assault during college. At a train station, in a seemingly safe public setting no less. Learning the news made my stomach turn with nausea. Partly because I had said something to make light of it.

The End of the Rape Joke


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One month ago on this blog, I wrote at length about testing my metaphorical, professional parachute. On April 25, I filed for the incorporation of DB + Partners, seven days after beginning the grassroots efforts of actually having a business worth incorporating – on the day I wrote that blog. That first night, I stayed up until 1:00 a.m. writing down a list of contacts and old friends that I would need to reach out […]

In 30 Days


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I got fired from my job yesterday. In my subjective opinion, what I did – or failed to do – was low on the list of fire-able offenses. But guess what? My name isn’t on the side of the building, and my opinion on what qualifies as a fire-able offense is irrelevant. Even more so as I write this.

Opening Your Parachute



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This week, I “celebrate” the 13 year anniversary of a car accident that nearly claimed my life. I’ve reposted this story on the anniversary of the accident, and made some improvements along the way, each of the past eight years. Each time, it’s a fresh reminder of my “miracle.” No matter how I lead up to this or what you read in my story, it’s going to seem like I’m being dramatic, but I’m pretty […]

April 4, 2003