No thanks. Nothing like showing up at the office all sweaty and with swamp ass from a steamy August morning bike ride to the office. I’ll stick with my luxury, super cold air conditioned, gas guzzling SUV with enough seats for a basketball team. Sorry about splashing you on rainy mornings as I roar by you in the shitty little bike lane.
It is a Holiday Inn? What a joke. The worst hotel experiences are the ones where conference types frequent. They usually have average amenities and the service is horrendous.
Pre-nuptial agreements are not iron clad. If you or your family have real money use a domestic asset protection trust. Lock those clam$ up for generations.
Probably no more poop “bacteria” contamination than the dollar bill in your wallet, the door handle to the men’s locker room, or the credit card terminal at your local sporting good store. That shit is everywhere.
I workout in the early morning, usually at 6:30AM. I’m old school and have this unscientific belief that people who make real decisions, build businesses/companies, run countries get their ass out of bed, exercise, read the news, and get the day started very early.
I’m at the gym around 6:30AM (Monday to Friday) and workout, shower, get dressed at the gym and leave by 7:45/8:00AM. I also find this schedule better because it allows for social/dating activities in the evening. I’ll admit that there are some mornings, not often, that I say fuck it and sleep in for a bit.
The extra dirty gin martini with olives has been my summer drink (usually shy away from brown liquors in the summer) for a couple seasons now. Nothing like an extra dirty martini with Hendricks and some olives. Tastes like the beach, specially gilded age Palm Beach, in a cocktail or tumbler glass.
Not everyone is into life in tiny apartments in the overpriced, urban armpits of America being underpaid to sit behind a Macbook and sip a latte all day blogging about topics people in the heartland could not care less about, Duda. I know you will enjoy the Rosato in Italy!
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95% of the fraternity men I know are great at networking, shooting the shit. Your hippy ass Birkenstocks probably scared people off, Duda.
Fake interview, which is not a surprise from Duda. Guess he is fresh out of “outfit” advice. What a loser.
Damn hippy loser. Who approves your articles?
No thanks. Nothing like showing up at the office all sweaty and with swamp ass from a steamy August morning bike ride to the office. I’ll stick with my luxury, super cold air conditioned, gas guzzling SUV with enough seats for a basketball team. Sorry about splashing you on rainy mornings as I roar by you in the shitty little bike lane.
It is a Holiday Inn? What a joke. The worst hotel experiences are the ones where conference types frequent. They usually have average amenities and the service is horrendous.
Pre-nuptial agreements are not iron clad. If you or your family have real money use a domestic asset protection trust. Lock those clam$ up for generations.
A pussy like you wouldn’t last 15 minutes with a fly rod in Montana.
What a joke, Duda. An article on desserts? Total Food Magazine now?
This was a good read and much better than the fall “outfits” drivel that Duda published this week.
Another embarrassing gay article about “outfits” for men.
Duda, you’re still a pussy. Go to a barber shop and enjoy a hot shave while you’re at it. That’s assuming you even grow facial hair.
You’re a pussy. I’ve never met someone who complains as much as you, Duda.
Probably no more poop “bacteria” contamination than the dollar bill in your wallet, the door handle to the men’s locker room, or the credit card terminal at your local sporting good store. That shit is everywhere.
Duda, you seem to bitch about a lot. I’m sure you’re a real peach to travel with on any flight.
I workout in the early morning, usually at 6:30AM. I’m old school and have this unscientific belief that people who make real decisions, build businesses/companies, run countries get their ass out of bed, exercise, read the news, and get the day started very early.
I’m at the gym around 6:30AM (Monday to Friday) and workout, shower, get dressed at the gym and leave by 7:45/8:00AM. I also find this schedule better because it allows for social/dating activities in the evening. I’ll admit that there are some mornings, not often, that I say fuck it and sleep in for a bit.
My girlfriend really appreciated all the salad tips and tricks, gentlemen. She asked if you know where the women’s powder room is located.
The extra dirty gin martini with olives has been my summer drink (usually shy away from brown liquors in the summer) for a couple seasons now. Nothing like an extra dirty martini with Hendricks and some olives. Tastes like the beach, specially gilded age Palm Beach, in a cocktail or tumbler glass.
Not everyone is into life in tiny apartments in the overpriced, urban armpits of America being underpaid to sit behind a Macbook and sip a latte all day blogging about topics people in the heartland could not care less about, Duda. I know you will enjoy the Rosato in Italy!
Always enjoy fly fishing during my summer visits with my parents in Montana.