Category Archives: Da Boys

On my back.

I was on my back squeezing out another set of sit ups (forty twisted crunches for those of you keeping track) this morning, when I thought, “Damn I spend a lot of time on my back.” I’m not saying that I’m like my friend Model Girl.? She says that everything she’s achieved in life has… Continue Reading

Puzzle.

I was walking through a department store last week and I saw a sign that said this: “Guys, 82% of women think that white boxer shorts are sexy.” Since I have never known a man who wore white boxer shorts, I felt it was my responsibility to check it out. And? Eh. Since, I have… Continue Reading

Hip Hop.

Some things simply cannot be helped. The dog has gone hip hop…. Continue Reading

He sees sex.

I read an article (which I cannot find now) which stated that when a man meets a woman, he visualizes having sex with her.? But when a woman meets a man, she visualizes kissing him. I thought this was, well, weird, because I’m a woman and I’ve never visualized kissing anyone.? Ever. So I started… Continue Reading

The uninvited.

Last weekend, Rocker Boy had a party.? He invited over 1,000 people – people he knew, people he didn’t know, friends of friends.? And he uninvited us. Yep, that’s what happened. Why did he uninvited us?? It’s a convoluted story involving a liar, a brother, $1,000 South Park rental, a lack communication skills, and a… Continue Reading

Poor choices.

I had a conversation recently about poor choices.? Here’s my list of poor choices: Not wearing underwear when you know your private parts are showing and will be photographed. Drinking more than 1 drink/hour and driving a vehicle. Drinking to black out and waking up not knowing what happened. “Forgetting” to pay your parking tickets… Continue Reading

Dude

“Dude, you so are,” the man across the table says. I’m sitting at a crowded table geeking out with the OChem professor in front of me. We’re talking about his research project. He’s giving me the blow by blow details and, well, I’m fascinated. Until I hear this comment. I look up at the man… Continue Reading

Niiiiccce.

We were almost done with dinner when D. gets up to go to the bathroom. Rocker Boy and I continue chatting and laughing. “You’ve got to check this out,” Rocker Boy says. I nodded. He unzips his pants. Now really, what is a girl to do? Her husband is in the restroom. Her dear friend… Continue Reading

I heart u

Pretty boy is talking to me, but I’m not listening. The DJ is playing Romeo Void (“I might like you better….“) and I’m singing along in my head. My mind suddenly clicks in… “It’s all over his body,” Pretty boy says and looks at me. “Who’s body?” I ask. “His,” Pretty Boy says and points… Continue Reading

Clarifications.

My new series, “Da Boys”, has generated quite a bit of conversation in my social group.? Most importantly, there were a few inaccuracies in the “He’s what?” post.?? I must clear up or never hear the end of it. Pimp Boy is called Pimp Boy because he is a rock promoter.? I know quite a… Continue Reading