An Introduction, of Sorts…

I think it’s fair to say that I’m not Brad Pitt. Shit, even Brad Pitt isn’t quite Brad Pitt anymore. While I wouldn’t necessarily say that I’m looking like Seth Rogen or Kevin Smith, it’s fair to say I’m not Zac Efron either. With that being said, in the past eight years or so I’ve done pretty well (or pretty terrible if you look at it another way) with women and have had my fair share of relationships. On the one hand you could say that I’ve done very well because I’ve almost always had two or three relationships a year for the past eight years, but if you were to look at it another way, you could argue that I’m TERRIBLE with women because I’ve been with two or three women a year for the past eight years or so, meaning that I’ve been dumped or cheated on multiple, multiple times over that period of time and I’m turning thirty-five next week and I still don’t have a wife or children yet.

So what’s the problem, you ask? The problem is, I, like so many other single-ish dudes my age, is that I’m a bit of a self-centered manchild, which would be okay if it weren’t for the fact that I’m also a very neurotic and self-centered GEEK of a manchild. That is to say I like my comics, sci-fi and pop culture. A LOT.

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