Mike’s Guides: How to Pick a Wingman Tuesday, Oct 31 2006 

Batman has Robin. Woody has Buzz Lightyear. Johnny Carson had Ed McMahon. To each man, their counterpart was not just there to fight crime, fight for stuffed animal rights, or to yell ridiculously loud but they were there for one other reason: to be the wingman. It is one of those rules of meeting girls. You just have to bring that wingman along. Why you may ask? Well, it’s simple. Most guys just will mess shit up too much on their own. With their partner there, there is that guy to fall back on and to give you support as you stumble through your first contact with the girl, and in reality stumble through most of the conversation. You know, as I think about it, wingmen aren’t just good for parties, but also for everyday life. Take Campus Crusade for Christ for example. I can’t even count how many times1 I’ve been sitting in the UU and have been approached by them. Do they ever come alone? No, they are smart enough themselves to bring along their wingman to give their “surveys” and talk to you about who knows what. So far in my “Guides to Life,” I have given you necessary information in music and school, but now feel that without a real sex column in the Mustang Daily, I’ll give you a bit of advice to up your game.

Mike’s Guides: How to Not Be the Annoying Jackass in Class Friday, Oct 20 2006 

While the release of “Jackass 2″ is a hit among college students, there is a time and place where it might be appropriate to be like your onscreen “Jackass” favorites. The classroom, however, is not one of those places. In this guide to life, I will provide you with the various classifications of Jackasses so that you know what to look for in others and what to avoid doing yourself.

Mike’s Guides to Life: How to be a Gangsta Rapper Friday, Oct 13 2006 

Normally, I would never want to censor myself. I mean who really would? However, it is necessary for me to do so every time I go home to the Bay Area. This censoring isn’t just because I swear constantly, but rather the music that is usually playing in my car.

Generally, I listen to lots and lots of rap. Yeah, I’m one of those white guys who loves the hip hoppy, but unfortunately my mom doesn’t share this same love. This should never be problematic in San Luis Obispo unless I’m driving by one of the millions of churches in town.

Site News: A letter to you, my reader Sunday, Oct 1 2006 

Dear reader,

Sorry I haven’t posted lately. Stuff has been busy you know? But really that is no excuse.
I just want you to make sure that you know it’s not you, it’s me.

Those days of me not posting is behind us now and I want you to know that I’m still here for you every time you go on the internet.
Hope you didn’t miss me too much. I promise I’ll start posting again ok?
Hugs and Kisses,

Mike

P.S. Thanks for leaving the door unlocked the other night. You know sometimes it is hard for me when I come home with my hands full.

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