I wake up in a twin bed. My mouth is dry and my institution-issued cotton pants are vacuum wrapped to my legs with sweat. The wall clock, illuminated from the light bleeding in from the hallway, reads 3:14am. I'm withdrawing, scared, tired, hopeless. I look toward the opposing end of the room and see my roommate Jeff. Read More »

Companies have the upper hand over job applicants because there are more people than there are positions to fill. Such are the laws of supply and demand that companies demand you supply them with hours of your time before they will let you anywhere near a job offer. Read More »

So I just want to get some stuff off my chest about this whole Mel Gibson drama that has been going on. I've heard the tapes. I've read the backstories about him and his ex-girlfriend Oksana Grigorieva. Hell, I've even made countless jokes about the both of them on Facebook and Twitter. For the record though, let me say that domestic violence, of any kind, is NOT funny in the least. Read More »

I'll tell you this right now, I wouldn't invite Mel Gibson to a Jay-Z concert but I wouldn't delete his number from my phone either. If you are new to Planet Earth than let me tell you briefly about Mel Gibson. Read More »

They told me to hang on to whatever I could from Draft Day, but honestly, I don't even remember hearing my name. All I know is that people around me started cheering and my family began pushing me up out of my seat and towards the podium. At first I resisted, still unaware that my name had been called, but the handsome man had a big smile on his face and seemed eager to shake my hand. Read More »

We hear about this all the time. It's splashed across the pages of Cosmo and Maxim, in episodes of Sex and the City and Entourage, even a book turned movie, appropriately titled, He's Just Not That Into You. Read More »