What I’d Do With A Time Machine
Regret and guilt are my roommates. We live in a railroad style apartment, which means you have to go through their rooms to get to mine.
An Open Letter To Everything
Basically, congratulations are in order, everything.
Five Dudes I Don’t Want To Become
Here are five kinds of men I’ve met in my seven plus years in Los Angeles who I hope I never accidentally become.
So You’re Going On A Bender And…
A lot of day drinking, barely any eating, spontaneously wandering off, a deep sadness that would get masked by sardonic humor here any there, and brief moments of clarity where he was hilarious, composed, thoughtful, and realistic.