An unfiltered fire hose of flaming condemnation

Cold like the desert at night

To celebrate our fifth anniversary Jon and I are flying by ourselves to Los Angeles tomorrow morning. It will be the first time we have been back to LA since we moved here almost five years ago. I have been reluctant to go back because…

August 28, 2007

At least it’s not the Cranberries

The gym is blasting an entire Pink Floyd album over the speakers. Makes sense because whenever I listen to Pink Floyd, the first thing that comes to mind? Weightlifting.