I’m reading the current issue of New York magazine. David Amsden’s piece, “Married Man Seeks Same for Discreet Play“, is about William — a married father who has a little secret. It’s a damn good article. Oddly enough, it’s not good for the reasons that you’d probably expect it to be good. I mean, yeah, sure, it certainly provides a voyeuristic peek into the mind of a man who leads a double life. But, this isn’t a new discovery on Amsden’s part. Afterall, didn’t E. Lynn Harris establish his entire writing career, in part, by crafting books about life “on the down low”?

Anyway, if you’re up for an interesting read, be sure to head over to nymag.com to check out the article. You can also find more of my thoughts about the piece over on Nerve today. (See: “Sex & the Pursuit of Unhappiness“.)

Now, for something completely different … It’s been a crazy been this week. (Man, is it really only Wednesday??) Every day this week, I’ve told myself “I’m going straight home after work”; but people keep inviting me to random events, parties and cocktail hours. I haven’t had time to write as much as I usually do. Man, this time, I mean it. I’m going straight home after work today. And, tomorrow, I’ll tell you about boys that I’ve recently met out at a few parties.