May try some ketchup today.... This book mocks me... In headier times, I bought it. Those solitary days (and nights) of living alone, drinking, eating, listening to music, watching movies, and reading. I'm a dad now, which means I know... Continue Reading →
“Does anyone really even like T.Rex?” she said with a shrug. “I fucking love T. Rex,” I thought to myself sitting there watching this 20-something gal pontificate on the importance of Marc Bolan’s output. While T.Rex certainly deserves some love,... Continue Reading →
I've gone and done it, finally. Went and signed up for the free version of a MuckRack portfolio site. It's bare bones, but it lets me put some clips up so folks can actually look at them. Without the haphazard... Continue Reading →
Two years ago I woke up in the morning later than usual as Izzy actually let us sleep in. I rubbed my eyes and went outside to enjoy the morning air with my phone in tow. I'd noticed I had... Continue Reading →
Phil Hellmuth's "Play Poker Like the Pros" book. Was a gift from Emily. During the "poker boom." Never did become a pro. Just one of those things that make Colin Hay's lyrics resonate.
This one was easy...And hard... My second favorite pair of plaid shorts. Ripped. While playing with my son today. I wore them for hours afterwards, because "there's no way they really just ripped." Derp.
Jek Porkins. Bought this years ago. Put it on my desk at work at the Sun Journal. Those days died. Since, it's been on a shelf. Giving it to my son Izzy to destroy now.
"What is it?" Sid said. "I don't know," Jon replied as he stooped to look at it. "But I'm going to pee on it!' (and go...)
I took this photo with crappy equipment and no real idea of how to shoot inside a college basketball arena. It was a mistake. And it's awesome. I do miss taking photos at work. I hope my next full time... Continue Reading →
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