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 →
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 →
Olympic-itis
I am currently 6 days deep into complete and total Olympic submersion. I've ignored phone calls, have barely seen the light of day, and have had my TV on 24/7 without logging into Hulu once. I have sat through two meetings while secretly watching events and have hidden in a stairwell during work numerous times... Continue Reading →