One person's "romantic" is another person's "poor bastard who's been dumped." He's the man who cries for no reason during Coffee-mate ads, who strolls blankly down the boardwalks and wakes up with nothing but sand in his sheets, who takes his car on lengthy detours through dollar-store boroughs just to avoid going home. He's a late-night infomercial watcher. A Lucky Strike smoker. A record collector. A Richard Farina reader. A lover of clichés. In fact, he's a cliché himself. And if this sad sack is a loser, too, he... More >>>