Tomorrow, I release a book. A poetry book. No one is more surprised than me. For most of my life, the idea of me publishing poetry was about as likely as the Sears Demon™ winning a Pulitzer. I sat through two semesters of poetry workshops in college, where the general consensus seemed to be: maybe
I had a weird ass dream last night that took me back to a house that we lived in when we were kids. It’s the house we moved to after my parents officially divorced. My dad went off to live with his girlfriend and my mom moved us in with her boyfriend. It was a
Antoni Porowski be warned, Nina has her matchmaker pants on! Also until last night, I had no idea who Antoni Porowski was. Because I’m a terrible gay… apparently. Last night I get a text from my friend Nina who was apparently watching Easy-Bake Battle on Netflix. I had no idea the show existed, primarily because
Well.. Remember, like, two posts ago when I was longing for my next cruise and I thought it wouldn’t be until January of next year? WE WERE ALL WRONG! I would turn out that cruises get REALLY cheap during the fall when all the kids go back to school. I ended up snagging a really
I really had no intention of writing a post today, much less one wrapping up the year. I was planning on waiting until the new year to start writing posts again all while pretending I didn’t spend all of 2021 sinking to a new low of being a terrible blogger. Then about two hours ago,
I was a very different person back in 2008 and I will be the first to admit it. I was a year away from finishing college with a pile of debt and two degrees, I was working in a job that I hated and was slowly sucking my soul out of my body, and I
I, honestly, really hate writing about dating and guys and all of that nonsense. I feel whiny. It’s funny that people say “when you stop looking, it finds you.” That hasn’t been my experience. When I stop looking, something hits me like a runaway train and then leaves me messed up and confused. So basically
Hello, my name is Josh and it’s been 241 days since the last time I was on Tinder. I’m very happy to report that I’m not sitting down to write this because I had yet another relapse into the land of swiping. Quite the contrary. Well that’s a lie. I was asked to give the
I guess yesterday was supposed to be a day for celebrating rather than complaining to the internet that my arm hurt- I didn’t get the memo until it was too late. Sounds about right for me. It turns out that yesterday was my five-year anniversary of signing up with WordPress to host my blogs. Now
UPDATE: “You’re Doing It Wrong” is now available on Amazon or wherever books are sold! Click here to buy. Last night I gave my Instagram followers a chance to vote on which chapter from my upcoming book I should post. It was between what you see here and “Everybody Poops.” After 9 hours of voting it
Somewhere With Regret 