The third in the “Defining Moments: Search for Identity Series.” This one comes to us from artist and writer, Xeno Martinez. Read more of his personal blog, SQ Chronicles and follow him on Facebook and Twitter, @XenoMartinez Recently, I engaged in a conversation via the I Love It Supersized Facebook fanpage about when was it that I first realized that I […]

If this is your first read, you can go back and start with  The Last Time, continue with The First Time, and read a post-script in the After “The Last time.” _____________________________________________________________________________________ I was at my Mom’s early last week, and while she went in the kitchen, I stayed in the hallway and tried to take the […]

A young lady in her 20s recently told me about a situation she encountered with a young man who was trying to ‘talk’ to her.  He had offered to take her out and as part of that offer he included a night in a hotel room. She was perplexed; a hotel room on a first […]

When I originally wrote the three-part story that is now published here as The Last time and The First time, I had also written The Middle. But as I read what I wrote, I realized that it didn’t do justice to the real dysfunction that went on. It reads more like sex gone wrong, than […]

This story begins at the end with The Last time: Love and lust in a three part story. ____________________________________________________________________________ The Sliding Door tells the story of a woman—played by Gwyneth Paltrow—whose life goes two very different ways based on what transpires at one moment in time: Whether she caught or missed a commuter train.  Most of […]

This story, which I tell in three parts, took place in a span of about 10 years. As I began to feel compelled to share it a couple of years back, I did it anonymously because it was very difficult for me to share something so intimate with the world. But broken hearts come with […]

This was originally posted on an old blog back in October 2008. Most still holds true… It was Crosstown Classic weekend and I was at a bar with some friends. It was crowded, everyone was in a good mood. Cubs and Sox fans were giving each other a hard time, but all in fun. I […]

I won’t try to lie and say that seeing a man with broad shoulders and muscle definition doesn’t make me smile and swoon like a goofy teenager. I believe we’re all visual beings to some extent, and I am no different. I will, however, say that I much prefer to see that man’s broad shoulders […]