Full-time writer. Father. Bald as a baby’s bottom.
“Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.” — Oscar Wilde
As I write this, I’m sitting at my make-shift desk sipping coffee and typing on a tiny laptop perched atop an empty cardboard box. It’s a completely ugly set up, but I love it.
It’s my favorite place in my house. It’s where all my childhood dreams of being a full-time writer finally came true.
I’m Christopher Kokoski, pronounced Co-Co-Ski. Just imagine drinking hot cocoa while skiing down a snowy slope.
But never do that in real life. It’s a terrible idea.
The 1913 premiere of Igor Stravinsky’s ballet, The Rite of Spring, ended in a history-making riot that shook the music world.
A riot that propelled Stravinsky to superstardom as a classical musician and composer. More than 100 years later, we are still talking about him.
Called “The most famous scandal in the history of performing arts” by some, the ballet offers keen marketing insights for anyone promoting an idea, product, or service.
Quick disclaimer: this article does not advocate violence — by all accounts, Stravinksy desired uproar, not mutiny.
“I didn’t mean to do it.”
That was the desperate plea of Otty Sanchez, a San Antonio, Texas mother who had just done the unthinkable. The 911 call lasted four minutes — four minutes of a chaotic recording that describes the unfolding of a monstrous reality.
A nightmare for parents and loved ones.
It’s a nightmare that involves devil possession, postpartum depression, samurai swords, and the cannibalism of a baby.
Disclaimer: This article includes a detailed description of the crime.
Otty Sanchez was 33 years old when she gave birth to a beautiful baby boy, Scott Wesley Sanchez.
Move over man caves, she sheds, lady lounges, and glam grottos — there’s a new favorite adult playroom.
You can rent, own, or build your very own sex dungeon. I’m mapping out mine, taking notes, and planning for the future. It’s doesn’t have to be an elaborate “red room of pain” like in 50 Shades of Grey. Simple sex dungeons are all the rave. Even in suburbia.
This is your complete guide to sex rooms. Let’s call it Sex Dungeon 101.
Strap on your…er…strap-on, and let’s go!
Let’s start with some sex dungeon basics.
A sex dungeon is…
The timing of cheating is fascinating.
Many people know what to look for in their partner to catch them being less than faithful. But there is also a when to cheating.
And the when can get them caught red-handed.
Cheaters follow patterns. Namely, they cheat in the same ways and make the same goofy mistakes at the same vulnerable times.
Most people cheat when they don’t think you’ll notice. That’s the baseline, but there’s so much more to it than that starting point. Research has nailed down cheating to five specific periods of time.
Even to an exact day.
I reached my first 1,000 YouTube subscribers in less than 12 months.
I’m not a YouTube millionaire or even monetized yet, but I have achieved one of the coveted goals for monetization. To make money from ads on YouTube, you need 1,000 subscribers and 4,000 watch hours in a 12-month period.
For most people, getting to 1,000 subscribers is the biggest hurdle.
After reaching this goal, I took time to reflect on how I got there. Spoiler: it took a ton of work, sweat, and more than a few tears of frustration and failure. …
I wasted no time in making tons of mistakes after high school, many in my 20s. Mistakes that, if I had to do it all over, I would absolutely make again.
No hesitation. No questions asked.
Two decades removed and these mistakes continue to feed me insights, fulfillment, and drive. It’s not too overreaching to say that, in a very real sense, these mistakes made me who I am today.
I’ve messed up many times in my life in ways that I would change, given the chance. Then there are those beautiful mixups, messes, and mistakes that shaped me.
I used to live in the friend zone.
I was a card-carrying member of the platonic planet. I would stand in line and wait for months on end just to grace the coveted unromantic borders of brotherly friendship.
That’s a joke, but it’s closer to reality than I’d like to admit.
Growing up I was always a much better friend than a boyfriend. I won’t bore you with the details, but my early life experiences left me with a buffet of anxieties and insecurities.
Basically, I was a walking recipe for relationship disaster. Hence, the aforementioned friend zone.
In early June 2005, a group of Ethiopian kidnappers abducted a 12-year-old girl and held her hostage for a week.
It’s a terrifyingly common occurrence in rural south-west Ethiopia, a region steeped in crime, controversy, and governmental cover-ups. Mostly, it’s a life-destroying experience for the parents who often never see their children again.
The black market for children is booming.
Some call them “baby stealers,” the opportunistic individuals or organized crime rings who kidnap children and sell them for a profit. They prey on homeless women, drug users, and distracted parents.
The abductors will stalk mothers, befriend them, even play…
In high school, I spent many Friday nights watching double features at the local theater by myself.
Obviously, I was killing it in the relationship department back then.
One of the benefits of watching so many movies by yourself is that you have lots of time for reflection. Some would say, too much time.
And I gotta tell you: There are some very popular movies with some very questionable lessons about sex.
I’m not talking about the obvious movies like the abusive, narcissistic codependency of 50 Shades of Grey. …