It’s Friday the 13th! The scariest of all the non-Halloween days of the year. Except not. Or maybe.Listen, I try to be as logical and rational and Spocky as possible but I am kinda superstitious when it comes to my bad luck. I honestly think I am under a curse. How, otherwise, am I in such a rut when it comes to the ladies? (And also my got dang career, but that’s another, different can of other worms.)I mean like I am on TV, I make music, and I don’t wear a fedora. That’s like the only three things a guy needs. But it’s not enough for girls waaaaaaaaah waaaaaaaaaah ok I’m done being a big baby…for now.