Sometimes you run out of things to say (kidding), sometimes you just want to write about too many fun things (it's plausible) and sometimes you stayed out until four AM drinking your face off and need a little respite from a firm but fair editor (closer to the mark). That's when you find a bunch of great stuff that other people have written, make a pithy comment and let the readers decide for themselves what's hot. No more ado, the links: 

We'll start with Lemondrop, they interview Steve-O of Jackass fame. He thinks most guys are real jerks and … Read More

Love Bytes: Four must click dating, sex and relationship links.

These signs will stop relationship trouble before it begins. [Divine Caroline]

Some red flags are obvious: your date would invite you in for coffee, but he doesn’t want to wake his mother. Your date would be happy to go to the movies if she could just find a sitter for her octuplets. Other red flags are more subtle, like a woman sharing her story of looking at the stars, but not letting you get a word in edgewise.

Is Mr. Right Now better than waiting for Mr. Right? [TresSugar]

Here's … Read More

Worried that special online buddy isn't everything he says he is? Know these simple but important facts about online dating.

Is he a mama's boy? Is he forgetful? Does he only talk about himself? Women share their stories about relationship red flags, deal breakers, and dating nightmares.

JULY 4, 2002 I’m sitting on our deck in the Hamptons an hour after everyone has left, realizing that my marriage needs to end. There have been too many red flags and it’s been too hard for too long. I’m drained. I’m sad. I’m lonely. My husband is just on the other side of the screen door, sleeping on the sofa we bought together at Ikea right after we bought the house. On his chest, our eleven-month-old daughter drools in her half-sleep.

RED FLAG #1, APRIL 1995 One of my girlfriends leaves a message on my machine … Read More

Not long ago, I met a very attractive single mother of two at a dinner party in Sag Harbor, New York. We were seated next to each other—a "soft" setup—and by dessert, we were punctuating our stories with little touches: her hand on my forearm, mine on hers. Good signs. Read: Blind Dates For Beginners

Then the first of her two children, a boy of about ten, descended from an upstairs TV room. In each hand he clutched an action figure. This in itself was not disconcerting. It was the way he slammed the action figures into each other, … Read More