For three more weeks, I’m staying at an artist’s residency in Santa Fe, New Mexico. It’s beautiful country here, roughly 7,000 feet up on a high desert at the tail end of the Rockies. Faceless and not, most men on the apps say I’m here for the best time of

Today was the first day of something called WWDC, which is an enormous deal to brainwashed Apple fanboi types, but the Apple Worldwide Developers Conference doesn’t mean much to regular everyday people. But something that happened at the conference today could have an enormous impact on your lonely Friday nights

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It’s here! The company holiday party! When booze and indiscretions live together with your travel mug and ergonomic mouse. Any excuse to touch each other! You’ve eaten tons of appetizers, drank mediocre wine and flirted with all your single co-workers. You eyed that cute nerd front end developer who always

Returning to the single-person scene after a years-long relationship is not unlike being an old gay man, strapping on his rollerskates at The Roxy for very first time and struggling to move forward and stay standing while hot-pants clad studs in tank tops with whistles around their necks fly by.