My post was going to be some brilliant shit this morning, but I ended up scrapping it at the last moment because I wanted to talk about something far more important. Washing your hands in public restrooms.

Now I don't know about you, but the act of relieving myself into a urinal is pretty [...]

For those keeping score at home, my multi-month relationship with my stripper girlfriend has come to an end. Not because of anything I did wrong. Because of something she encouraged me to do.

There’s a very flirty 19 year old dancer who works at the club. I saw her occasionally on Saturday nights when [...]

You are reading the words of a once successful career driven man who's dropped everything to hang out all day and night with a stripper who's 17 years younger than him.

I feel like I've been trapped in a cult for a couple of months and just made a reconnection with the outside world. [...]

Before I get back to my stripper ramblings, I come before the MikeSouth.com readers today seeking a little advice.

I'm not exactly what you'd would call a businessman. I've made an extended career out of trying to figure out creative scenarios to shoot drunk twenty somethings for reality television. That's about it. I wouldn't [...]

This blog post today has more twists and turns than a Harlem high school homecoming queen hair style, so bear with the extended setup because I can’t edit this shit any better at 2am.

My self-imposed exile in Northern California has been nothing but comfort food and downloading iPhone apps. I’ve gotten so fucking [...]

It used to be that I couldn't wait to leave the city so I could go relax in suburbia where I could lay out by a pool or take a walk through a grassy park and watch downlow gay guys blow each other behind trees. Now that I'm in my 30's, I can't wait [...]

I tend to curl up in the fetal position every time I overhear someone in LA talking about their "upcoming projects". You can walk into any Starbucks at any hour of the day and I guarantee you there will be a guy with a goatee wearing shorts and dirty tennis shoes discussing "his project" [...]

When I first heard the word "Twitter", I thought someone was referring to male talent accidentally arcing a stray batch on a camera guys arm. It turns out that Twitter is actually one of the most narcissistic things I have ever seen online. If you thought my bullshit was annoying, imagine seeing it 40 [...]

I've held my tongue for a long time about this chick because she thrives on attention, and I didn't want to be a party to the menopausal orgasm that takes place every time a Google alert for her name gets shot into her inbox, just like the gay loads that were shot into her [...]