My mother and I have a great relationship. I make it a point to have lunch or dinner with her as often as our schedules allow so we can spend some quality time together. We both live in Houston, but don’t see much of each other due to her hectic work schedule and my inordinate laziness. We had lunch a few weeks ago at her favorite French restaurant and talked about the usual things we talk about. After our lunch, we walked to the parking lot together, still laughing over a joke she had told me as I paid for our meal. She stopped for a second. continue reading »
We’ve all been there before. You’re with a woman (girlfriend, wife, mistress, etc) who you are so disinterested in, or unhappy with, that you would be willing to get impaled by a wild Black Rhino just to have an excuse to leave her presence and rid yourself of her vexatious clutch. This is the story of how my friend got out of spending an entire weekend in Austin with his girlfriend. continue reading »
I called her on Sunday (the 22nd). I figured having met her only a few days prior, she deserved a call so she knew I didn’t forget about her. Due to the unfortunate circumstance of Thanksgiving cockblocking me, I had to make the arrangements to see her after the holiday. continue reading »
