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Welcome to The Male Room.

At TWW, we pride ourselves on understanding, relating to, and celebrating the women we love.  Or at least we try to.  The Male Room provides a slightly different perspective on the goddesses that exist in our world – the often humorous, slightly confused, and frustratingly maddening viewpoint that comes with living with women as a red-blooded man.  So if you need a laugh, either of recognition or nervousness, you’ve come to the right place.

And men?  If you’re reading this, please remember.  The women in your life are exotic, unique, and wonderful creatures.

My Quest to Find the G-Spot

When my dad ditched the training wheels on my bicycle all those years ago and launched me down the street, beaming proudly as I suddenly veered right and slammed over the curb, narrowly missing an ironically worded “SLOW CHILDREN” sign, I figured nothing in life would be tougher than learning to ride a bike. I figured right. Well, for roughly the next 14 years anyway, until girls entered the picture. That’s when life got real

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Women Dress Men

I don’t need a woman to dress me. I did when I was 2, but not now. Yet women often like to think they need to dress a man, give him a little more flair, give him some style, and this can be disastrous. Especially if you’re a single woman and you think you like a guy. Want to see him bolt faster than hearing you have herpes? Then force him to wear a Giorgio

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Maybe That’s It

Maybe that’s it. I’m sitting here reading my wife’s women’s magazine, only because my cat jumped up on the coffee table and gagged a gooey hairball on this month’s Sports Illustrated, and I’m engrossed in a story about how too many husbands eventually stop courting their wives, so maybe that’s it. I’ve heard my wife mention this. I’ve heard other friends say their wives mention this. Do they have a point? Are we so wrapped

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Name a Star

It was a Dr. Scholl’s footpad. For reasons I still don’t understand, my wife’s birthday hasn’t been the same since.Forget trinkets like gold earrings. Candy, forget that too. After 20 years of marriage, it seemed to me that nothing said romance quite like Dr. Scholl’s footpad, especially if your wife had heel spurs.This was four years ago. The footpads just sort of jumped out at me as I was cruising the aisles of CVS, a

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Talk in the Bedroom

Women’s magazines often have stories about how they — women — want men to talk to them during lovemaking, especially nasty talk. It helps get them in the mood. It arouses them. It’s also a special technique we men are often accused of not understanding. This may be true. But there’s a reason.Our mothers would never want to hear us say something cruel like “Want it harder, you whore?” Or in the midst of all

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Women are Bizzare

Some years back, when my wife and I moved from an apartment to our home, I put off the biggest task until the very end. I used every square foot of the U-Haul to move my wife’s exasperating collection of shampoos, conditioners, hairsprays, skin creams, body lotions, body rinses, body fragrances, liquid soaps, regular soaps, anti-aging creams, and God knows what else.Two decades later, much of the stuff is still around. It’s stashed in bureau

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