...you are defined by how you live your life, not whom you live it with, and certainly not by what you gave up to be with that person.

Personally, when I'm picking friends, I like the ones who don't make me cry myself to sleep.

There's nothing wrong with sending a quick note if you're busy or just want to flirt, but it's hard to have any real interaction over text. In the buffet of communication, text messaging should be a side dish, not the entree.

Uncool is a cool resting place. The pressure's off me.

Part of me also knows that this generation is the least racist and most pro-gay, so that's great. But they have a real lack of gravitas. And they have no taste in music. Vampire Weekend? Can we play some music, please? Can we rock out for a minute? Where's your Metallica?

As a guy I never liked being told to call, which my wife really never does, and that's why I call her as often as I do.

When a guy is into you, he lets you know it. He calls, he shows up, he wants to meet your friends, he can't keep his eyes or hands off of you.