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Awesome Advice Central: Gossip girl

Dear Awesome Advice Central,

My husband and I have been together for 5 years, living near enough to his parents that they can come visit on the weekend, but not close enough that they’re constantly waltzing through the door, unannounced.

We like our privacy, and that’s what’s up for discussion today. Continue reading

Awesome Advice Central: Mistaken identity

Dear Awesome Advice Central,

My wife says I’ve really messed up this time, and I’m afraid I have to agree with her. Please help!

It’s not really my fault, see, but that’s a lousy excuse that not many people believe. I’ve got a terrible memory for names and faces, and putting them together correctly. Continue reading

Awesome Advice Central: Bingo!

Dear Awesome Advice Central,

I’m seriously considering dumping my boyfriend, not because he’s wrong for me, but because of his fans.

We can’t leave our apartment without some weird stalker loon jumping in front of him, trying to take a photo of him. We can’t go to a nice restaurant for lunch or dinner without someone asking for an autograph. We can’t go clubbing without some floozy making a pass at him (in front of me!) or offering him illegal drugs. Continue reading

Get published in 24 easy steps

Dear Wendy,

The other day some of our friends were chatting about how hard it is to get a book—an actual, paper book—published these days.

Okay, I’m no expert on the “these days” part, since the publishing industry has shrunk, shape-shifted, and is probably a completely different animal from the one I remember. Continue reading

Awesome Advice Central breaks into song

Dear Awesome Advice Central,

Back in the 60s, I was in to booze, drugs, and women. And not necessarily in that order, if you know what I mean! Time has been good to me though, and I’ve given up the booze and the drugs. Like Mr Loaf says, “Two Outta Three Ain’t Bad,” right?

I still love women and now, after my recent divorce, I’m looking for my one true love. But it’s a long and dangerous path, strewn with women who want me for my money, my looks, my Maserati, but not for my inner man (that’s the man who lies within my outer man, according to my life coach). Continue reading

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