I want my money back. Last night I got the following email, prefaced by this opening line by “The Website” Just so you know, this is BeachGuy21’s only VIP Email  of the week, and he chose to send it to you! Ooh.  VIP Email.  What's this all about?  I guess I’m supposed to feel special.  But I’ll let you decide.  Here it is.  As always, verbatim minus locations: Hi there! Well I hope your day is going very well for you. I ...

In keeping with the crazy theme, I did another crazy thing. But this time it was 100% intentional.  It was not something I would normally ever do, and I knew it was ridiculous as I was doing it.  But I thought - hey, I can write about it, and it could be a really funny story.  And if anyone ever calls me out on my crazy-ness, I can just say, "the blog made me do it."  It was for entertainment and research purposes.  The b...

Part 2 My friend Joel is an incredibly talented song writer.  (He also has biceps of steel).   When he gets his a$s in gear and develops a website or Facebook page I’ll give you the link.  But until then, he’s letting me share some of the lyrics to my 2 nd favorite song: “Crazy girl, crazy girl Just go home Why you in my window? And why you on my phone? You tell me you love me You’re everywhere I roam Crazy girl, crazy gi...

Part 1 of a 2 part series. The definition of 'crazy' is subject to interpretation, but regardless of what yours is, I'm pretty you don't want the label. None of us do. Here is my thought process on the subject though: Every girl is crazy.  Every single one of us.  All to different extents.  But - the ones that can actually admit it are the lesser evil. What do I mean?  Think How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days .  Love ferns.  Ta...

I was scrolling through my internet dating emails with the usual subject headings like, “Hi,”  “Hey,”  or “Hey there!”  Sometimes you get the more adventurous, “I’m a runner too,” “What yoga studio do you go to?”  or “Your eyes are beautiful” (yeah, yeah, I know….).  Or, my favorite, the very original, “No Subject.” …  Scrolling, scrolling, scrolling… and then I see, “Thanks For The Mention.” …Oh sh*t.  Who did I offend??...