Well 2019, I'm not quite sure I like you. We've gotten off to a tumultuous start. While I wish I could say it's because of the lack of NYE smooches, it's much less trivial than that. I landed back in Los Angeles to find out that my best friend's mom passed away suddenly in the... Continue Reading →
Powerade
Call me ambitious, call me competitive. Some of my favorite moments in life revolve around sports. There's nothing quite like the glory that comes with a Grand Slam or a photo finish. I can still remember standing in a bar in Chicago watching Michael Phelps win the 100 m butterfly in Beijing by one one-hundredth... Continue Reading →
Control Freak
If we have learned anything in the past few weeks, and I pray that we have, we know that there are certain things we can't control. No one is ever going to think exactly like you, being a Bengals fan comes with endless heartache, my right armpit will always sweat more than the left, Mayweather... Continue Reading →
A letter to my brother’s future ladyfriend
[PREFACE: My brother insists that he's barely mentioned in my blog, if at all. So this post, which just so happens to fall on his birthday, is dedicated to one of my favorite things on this great big Earth: Tyler Kodros. Happy Birthday ya filthy animal!] Dear whoever you are, First off, I think it's... Continue Reading →