Barney Stinson is the character played by Neil Patrick Harris in the hit sitcom “How I Met Your Mother.” He is a ladies man who spends most of his time at strip clubs or getting laid by a different woman every night. Now that he has a girlfriend he has sort of settled down, but his character, the “a different woman every night” guy is real. I know that person. I can’t name names but he is a friend of mine. We’ll call him Mick. This guy is Barney Stinson, any subject you try to talk to him about he turns to sex.

Me: “Man, I’m really worried about Global Warming.”

Mick: “Nah, it’ll be awesome dude, it just means chicks will have to shower more.”

He has sex all the time. He has girls that he can call and they’ll come and make it with him in his car while he is at work, and then leave, no questions asked.

But in real life, the real Barney Stinson is sort of creepy. He seems like an addict. He can’t seem to stop himself. He isn’t able to have real relationships because he gets bored so fast he can’t maintain an erection. I’d like to see an episode of “How I Met Your Mother” where Barney is unable to be aroused with Robin because he can’t connect to her emotionally, freaks out, tries a support group for sex addicts, that doesn’t work, and then he gets drunk and wanders onto a freeway overpass and gets arrested for endangering himself. Knowing Neil Patrick Harris he would still find a way to make that whole downward spiral seem cute and quirky.