Despite the amazing amount of feedback that the relationship blogs are getting lately, I’m giving everybody a break and returning to some of the more light-hearted, hopefully funny stuff.  And it will amount to little more than questions about life that I have from time to time. Like…

I know, it sounds like an outlandish thing to say. No 24-year-old girls in a city like Miami?  But what I actually mean is that there are no 24-year-old girls for me in Miami.  The females that I meet are either perpetually 21 (by nature of my job) or 28 and above.  The 21-year-olds that I meet are...

People loveeee talking (lying) about how much they love to work hard for stuff.  But guess who doesn’t? ME!  That’s right - I’m lazy!  I only do things that look ambitious, like get a Master’s degree.  But do you know what I do when I’m in class?  I play Bubblebreaker! ...

Last week, I wrote a blog about waiting for “the spark” before you jump into a relationship.  Today I want to take another, different stance on this subject.  Here’s what I’m getting at.  I felt a tremendous spark in the last relationship that I was in.  Now nearly a year...

When writing about relationships, I usually give advice.  Yes, the single guy actually thinks that he can give relationship advice.  Today, though, my post is going to be filled with more questions than answers.  It’s about defining “dating” and what rules, if any, apply in dating. 

Shameless plug time!  My uncle, Rob Wichman, is working as the director of a Joe Kelly Film partnered with Rusty Nail Productions to develop a full-length horror film in my hometown, Rochester, NY. “Community Service the Movie” is about a young boy, Billy, who had a rough childhood and...

When I re-started http://www.iamdavidberry.com after a one-month hiatus, I said that there would be a few changes.  One of those changes is how I will write about relationships.  This time around I’d like to write about relationship issues that do more than scratch the surface. 

*Shout out to my friend Tanya for the idea on this one* I only wish I had been able to type this whole blog without my hands, just so that I could feel super important like the rest of you pretentious losers with hands free cell phone devices.  Before I go on my tirade about this, let me first say that...

If I have to sit through one more staged photo-op with John Legend background music that overlaods me with examples of how much “the NBA cares,” I’m going to stab myself in the eyes. 

Kirstie Alley gains 80 + pounds, only to go ahead and decide to lose it, again, and she gets a cover story in People Magazine.  Ron Artest goes into the stands and attacks paying fans at an NBA game, only to come back and find himself within three games of the Western Conference Finals, cheered as the...