these conversations kill

I'd like to spend a few minutes with you today to talk about the need for life insurance.

The purchase of life insurance may be one of the most important decisions you ever make in your financial life, however, it's a decision that most of us will put off until something hits close to home. That's really not too surprising, since we all have a built in mechanism that avoids thinking about death, but that kind of procrastination can be devastating to a family or business. Did you ...

This isn’t so much something that happened to me, as something that happened to a girl. I was there for it, but I’m not really sure if it’s mine to tell, and that makes me apprehensive to talk about the whole thing. I think the reason I tell this story, and the reason I like this story, is because it’s a reminder that among all the funny, weird, awful, and fucked up stuff that’s gone on, I still find some things important. I don’t end up with the girl. I don’t end up with the girl in any of these ...

Alison wasn’t really my type. She was a party girl, curvy, and boisterous. She always wore dresses a size or two too small for her. It made her tits stick out and they were nearly impossible not to look at. She was fun in a rowdy sort of way: the type of personality that made her seem extremely sweet, but also really easy. Every time I looked at her I knew that a bunch of bad decisions couldn’t be too far of. For a little while I thought that I loved her, but I’m guessing a lot of guys had felt ...

I had been dating Maria, on and off, for the better part of two years when she ended things for the last time. I was drinking heavily as a response to some health issues with my family and some other issues between friends, and I guess she decided rather than stick around and my watch slow degradation, she’d bail. Apparently she’d been sleeping with a yoga instructor for about two months before the split and I guess that his holistic optimism, or whatever, seemed more appealing than my brooding ...

I’m tired. It’s been eight hours of serving overpriced steaks to a bunch tourists who are dumbstruck by the beauty in front of them. The summertime in this part of town smells of synthetic foods: cotton candy, candied apples, kettle corn, that type of thing. The bright neon signs light up every corner of the strip. They put a warm focus on each passerby. Everyone seems happy. Up here I’m clearing my last table of the night and looking at the natural wonder that draws people to this city. A lot ...