Nearly all of the men I admire are dead, because admiration is fueled by mystery. And what's more mysterious than death? Nothing. Well, besides women, of course.

“Do I see value? My gut says no, but I’m willing to bet on things that may pay o…”

“Our romance lasted a few months. I was so deflated the day I lost my air pump a…”

“Mr. and Mrs. Foster are not my foster parents. Also, they’re not even married t…”

“If instead of a handshake you hold out a fist for a fist bump, I’ll wrap my han…”