Right Down The Line

After almost five years of blogging, Raft3r has learned that:

1) Posts about sex tend to be the most talked about;

2) Wifey, as a blog topic, is not that well received;

3) Readers are often amused with how short my blog posts are;

4) Some just don't get my sarcasm; and

5) My butt is a star - whether online or in real life.

The Thing That Should Not Be

I almost finished law school.

I almost worked as a front desk officer in a five star hotel.

I almost clinched the best undergraduate thesis.

I almost lost my passport.

I almost fell in love with you.

Why Should I Cry For You?

Crying is not part of Raft3r's DNA. 

That doesn't mean that I don't have a heart. It only means you're insignificant.

All The Right Moves

Some dating tips, Raft3r style: 

Never fight in public. 

Don't allow your partner to go through your wallet and cellphone messages. 

When apart, no monitoring of each others' exact whereabouts. 

Avoid too much public display of affection. 

No disclosure of Facebook and Twitter passwords to your significant other. 

If she doesn't swallow, she ain't worth keeping.

Easier Than Love

Call me an amateur. 

Call me a coward. 

I don't give a f@ck!

The truth is I would rather be alone than be with YOU. 

Is this clear enough or would you like me to spell it out?

The Sound Of The City

I just realized that the last two concerts I have been to were not well attended. 

Cyndi Lauper's Manila gig was poorly received. Wilson Phillips wasn't that big of a hit either. 

The Village People performs at the SMX Convention Center this weekend. 

If that show outsells Lauper and Wilson Phillips, there must be really something wrong with our local concertgoers.

The Opposite Of Sex

It's been ages since I gave up eating rice and drinking soda.

This has certainly reaped some rewards. I lost 10 pounds and my clothes seemed to fit better. 

But the battle of the bulge is (literally and figuratively) a pain in the ass. 

I regained the 10 pounds. Yes, life's a bitch. 

Most chicks don't mind my curves. Well, that's what they say to my face. 

But I'm pretty sure that they would rather see Derek Ramsay naked than be my bedfellow.

Listen

Come on. Let's get real. 

Not all problems can be solved. 

These trials are (otherwise) known as curses. 

US recession, anyone?

If anyone knows of a cure all, Raft3r is all ears.

Post Script: America, vote wisely.

Nothing's Real But Love

Raft3r has received a lot of flak for liking this song so much. 

Shoot me now. Please.

I'm Still Standing

As we near the final stretch of The Deadbeat Club, Raft3r has been working double time to come up with new ways to keep his readers interested. 

Yes, I'm closing a huge chapter in my life and I'm doing it with a bang. 

Come Christmas time, expect something totally different from the single guy. It will be one surprise that everyone will surely talk about. 

Don't say I didn't warn you in advance.