By Adam Ferguson
There’s something different about this photo of me and my girlfriend. For one, there’s something a bit extra in the photo. (No, it’s not my spectacular good looks.) Also, she isn’t my girlfriend anymore. We threw that title out last Sunday after I proposed to her.
Yes my dear readers, on September 25th in Santa Barbara, CA, I officially took myself off the market. (And did so during an amazing sunset on the beach.)
I’m sure all of you will want to send me presents, so hit me up at adam at desonesto dot com and I’ll send you my shipping address.
By Thomas Gallant
It was a brutal winter here in the Northeast US. Nary a week went by without a new threat of another foot of snow blanketing the ground; shutting down schools, clearing out supermarket shelves, keeping plows on landscaping trucks, and causing mass yuppie hysteria. Thankfully, winter is behind us and it’s time to start wearing white instead of shoveling it.
Despite the humidity, triple-digit temperatures, high electric bills, and long lines for the latest iPhone, the days between Memorial Day and Columbus Day are my favorite time of year. It’s time to break out the Toys of Summer and have some serious fun. Here are a few ways I like to take advantage of the sunshine season.
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By Adam Ferguson
Last week, I wrote an article titled “Worst. Story. Ever.” and I stand by that claim. After all, it involved feces, rape, prisoners, STDs, and surgery. Also, it was 100% true. But like a cornucopia of filth, this city spews forth similar tales on a daily basis.
At a wedding this past weekend in which I was slightly buzzed on gin and tonics and quickly becoming less and less the center of attention thanks in no small part to the self-centered bride and groom, I decided to share the aforementioned tale with my table mates.
But little did I know my date for the evening would have a true tale to rival mine. Though it didn’t happen to her, she insists it’s true and I believe her.
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