He wet the bed on their first sleepover
Collin is known as a diva for his nighttime routine. (Remember, we're in a unique situation at Buff Loft that we live with our co-workers so we know more about each other than the average colleagues.)
Collin is known as a diva for his nighttime routine. (Remember, we're in a unique situation at Buff Loft that we live with our co-workers so we know more about each other than the average colleagues.)
I’ve been a fan of Michelle Obama for as long as I can remember. From the moment she stepped onto the national stage as first lady, I was captivated.

As a music lover, I'm always on the lookout for the next great sound experience. I recently got my hands on the JBL Go 4. This little guy promises big sound in a ridiculously portable package so I was eager to put it to the test. After a week of using it everywhere from the kitchen counter to the backyard pool, I'm ready to share my verdict.
Let me preface this by saying I’m not here to throw shade, nor am I here to sing praises. I’m simply here to confess a profound and persistent bewilderment that has only grown stronger with each passing news cycle, each social media explosion, and each casual conversation about a certain global superstar. I’m talking, of course, about Taylor Swift.
Yes, chocolate bacon cupcakes. Hear me out. Yeah, I kinda love bacon so I tried it out.
After a full day of running all over Indianapolis, I was long due for a relaxing sit... and some wine. As the clouds rolled in and offered some relief from the sweltering sun, the team at Old World Gondoliers welcomed me with a song... and some ice cream. I loved both!
I’ve witnessed it too many times, and frankly, it’s a bizarre spectacle that never fails to frustrate me to my core.
If you still have cable TV, you've undoubtedly seen the commercial for Navage. It's the blue and white device people put up their nose to drain their sinuses. OK, so maybe it's described a little more eloquently than that in the ads but you know what I mean if you've seen it.
My partner recently noticed that I still follow my ex on social media. He insists that I unfollow but I don't see it to be an issue. Should I be more concerned that he's trying to control me or is it jealousy that could end up being toxic to the relationship?
Here at Buff Loft, we all have our quirks. Somehow Collin loses shoes (or a shoe -- how do they separate?). Gabe seems to always have more used coffee cups on his desk than anyone else. As for outside the office, Drew has made a name for himself for all the wrong reasons.
I've gone on a couple of rants about the debate we have in society over the custom of tipping. It seems like everywhere we go, we're expected to pay for the product or service AND pay more to show appreciation for it.
It's a spring of science at Lafayette Science Museum. When I heard there is a virtual reality exhibit, I knew I would have fun. I'd never strapped on a VR headset before but once I did, I couldn't take it off.
As I sit here, reflecting on my experiences as an American, I am reminded of the peculiar phenomenon that seems to permeate our culture: the unwavering conviction that our country is the best in the world.
A childhood friend is getting married. We were close going through school but later in life he became better friends with my older brothers because they share the same interests. I've lost touch with him but he still hangs out with my brothers and he comes to our family get togethers. My brothers and parents are invited to his wedding but I'm not. Should I say something to my former friend?
There are few culinary pairings I love as much as chocolate and Buff coffee. They just belong together, don't they? That rich bitterness of coffee perfectly complements the sweet depth of chocolate. And if you're like me, constantly looking for easy ways to satisfy a sweet craving that feels a little bit gourmet, then keep reading for my utterly addictive chocolate espresso dip.
In one afternoon I got signed up for three reward programs. I certainly wasn’t pressured into joining but I did feel like I was a bad customer for not being aware of them in the first place.
Dawson City. The name itself conjures images of gold-rush fever, can-can dancers, and sourdough stories. It’s a place steeped in history, a living museum where the spirit of the Klondike Gold Rush still lingers in the air. Seriously, this place is like the set of a Western movie -- but it's legit like this!
Ditch the sticky and embrace the chic-y

My partner has an interest in certain kinds of porn that doesn't reflect our sex life. I'm concerned he's doing it with someone else since it's not happening in our bedroom.

I had you at bacon. I knew it! Buckle up and get ready to take your taste buds on a trip. This one is good.
I often hear people recoil at the idea that children and pets should have a degree of “fear” when it comes to their primary caregiver. "They should love you unconditionally!" they cry. "Fear is abusive!" But I’m here to tell you that this perspective often fundamentally misunderstands what that "fear" truly entails, and why it's absolutely crucial for establishing respect and, ultimately, a healthier, safer dynamic.
Ah, Collin. Where do we even begin? Let's just say that if life in Buff Loft were a sitcom, he'd be the lovable, well-intentioned goofball that keeps the audience in stitches.
I have to admit, there are moments when I watch the news and a deep sense of bewilderment washes over me. Not over global conflicts or political scandals – those, unfortunately, are often expected. No, my recent bemusement stems from something far more mundane, yet, in its own way, deeply unsettling: the media's obsession with Amazon Prime Day sales figures.
I'm not sure if you've heard of the Indy 500, but it is kind of a big deal in Indianapolis. (Joke. I know you have.) I was told that upwards of 300,000 people pack in for the race. (Did you know that though?)