It’s All Coming Back to Me

Well, it happened.  I'm 36.  The floating beer pong was a giant success as was the crate of coconuts that were delivered to my door.  Dare I say, the world could use more coconuts.  Truly.  Even the moon, full in all its glory, showed up for me.  (Selenophile (n.) A person who loves the moon) ... Continue Reading →

That’s What it’s All About

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 →

The Club

There are moments in time that you will never forget.  The older you get, your life becomes a flipbook of highlights.  Certain memories stand out while others have faded away into an area our brains can no longer access...which is where most of my college memories have gone.  It actually makes me crazy that I've... Continue Reading →

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