Attracting Women

Every city claims to be "the most attractive city for singles." Blah, blah, blah...the answer is London!!

 Winning at Work

Let me start by saying that I love amateurs. I love being an amateur at ninety-eight of the top one-hundred or so most enjoyable things in life. I wonder where all the amateurs of the world have gone.

 Being of Worth

Men work too hard for everyone but themselves, and have a life lesson or two to learn from Odysseus...

The New Technology of Sexual Chemistry


Dr. Paul Dobransky



Many a guy out there really wishes that a woman he is with could understand male thinking, male needs, objectives, and masculinity itself. Even guys who are in the dating mode and meet new women regularly can be turned off, put off, or otherwise disqualify an otherwise great woman from being a potential romantic candidate just because she has never had the chance to truly learn about how men think.

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Roving Bands of Female Monsters - What to Do

I can’t say this has happened regularly to me in my years, but this time, I have to call it what it is: an encounter with a roving band of seriously monstrous women…

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Many women I talk to really tend to dislike Charlie Sheen, much more so than the men I talk to. What is it about him that drives these women nuts? Or better yet what positive qualities does he have? He is in no way a role model or on the right path exactly but he definitely has some positive qualities. He just doesn’t project them in a way that blows a woman’s mind (at least in a positive way).

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The Power of the 'Stache

The question - to shave or not to shave? From a woman’s perspective, facial hair can be as sexy and personal as a man would like to make it. I grew up on Long Island and have spent my life traveling to New York City. I've identified two facial hair types, both equally attractive to women, but distinctive. I'll call them the Manhattan or and the Brooklyn.

The Manhattan

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Honoring Your Genes

This past Father's Day I took the time to go and visit my Dad's grave at Fort Snelling National Cemetery. When you go to a national cemetery, you see rows and row of white headstones that mark a place and a time of someone who has gone.  My Dad died when I was 18 years old, and I don’t remember much about it, other than that I could feel when it was over for him.