Persona: Sassy

R.B. Winters
R.B. Winters
Bar, Dating, Fitness, Friends, Grindr Leave a Comment

Last week, my friend was hosting a friend from D.C. here in Puerto Rico. Another tech type, who was mainly here looking for Sun and sex. The three of us were at my favorite of bars, El Mercado de Paseo Caribe, on Wednesday evening well beyond closing. A benefit, pitfall, of befriending the bartenders. As we were chatting, the visitor, …

Smush it All in!

R.B. Winters
R.B. Winters
Baltimore, Bull Shit, Dating, Fitness, Straights Leave a Comment

Summer is practically over, and I’ve more or less stayed away from writing. Not intentionally of course, but somehow the days are passing by with such haste that there’s never a moment to sit, breathe and word vomit all over the internet. So, I found some time and we have a lot to cram in from the last two months. …

More Pressure, Please!

R.B. Winters
R.B. Winters
All, Dating, Opinion Leave a Comment

In retrospect, this is the official summer of change. I gripe on often about how everything with people seems to change every two years. Well, things which don’t change, for me, with much regularity have been turned on their side. It all began early in the year when I started sending out resumes. After a decade of the same company, …

Where’s the Blow Up?

R.B. Winters
R.B. Winters
All, Dating Leave a Comment

I’m a talker about most things. Like every other human being on the planet, I share my opinions when and where I can. Usually online to people I will likely never meet. Isn’t that the safest way? Say your peace, close the laptop and move on to the next gripe. That’s an issue for another post. Let’s stay on track. …

Go Feel Yourself

R.B. Winters
R.B. Winters
All, Dating, Mr. Baltimore Leave a Comment

This came up recently when Mr. Baltimore said a simple statement, “I miss you.” This isn’t a life altering something, but it’s enough to make the wheels in my head turn in rapid succession. A normal person would likely repeat the sentiment and be on their way with a gleeful feeling. Not me, of course. No, I pause, consider what …