One of the few, one of the proud, I’m a native Los Angeleno. I was born and raised here, so … Continue reading Take A Hike!
Before Johnny Weir stole my dream, I had plans to be the first male figure skater to wear pink tassels … Continue reading What Could Have Been
Last night I heard the distant rumblings of a cheese pizza chanting my name, making my stomach grumble and taste … Continue reading Facing Food
It was my first day of seventh grade at Clifton Middle School and this was the year everything would change. … Continue reading My 7th Grade Horror
I looked over my shoulder only once, just in time to see the wheels of his luggage roll away into … Continue reading Half is not a Whole
Where do you begin when you’ve been gone for so long? Gone from the routine of typing at the keyboard, … Continue reading Gone
I did not expect my blog to take this turn, as most know I am working on a entry about … Continue reading RIP: Casey