For some reason I found myself reading an older article in National Geographic from April 2002 about the Afghan girl with the green eyes. Remember the cover photo from the mid-1980s? The article I was reading was about how they found her again (at…

On any given weekend, my goal is to get as much sleep as possible. You’d think I was trying to store it up for use whenever I run low during the week, but that’s clearly not the case. Still, however, whenever the weekend rolls around, catching up …

I consider myself a homebody for the most part. Sometimes I think it’s because I exhausted my lifetime supply of energy when I was younger. If it wasn’t ballet lessons, it was baton. If it wasn’t baton, it was clarinet. If it wasn’t clarinet, it w…

Since I’m on a storytelling kick lately, I’ll continue with one from 3rd or 4th grade. My best friend Erin and I were at the Buena Park Mall back in the day. We’d been dropped off by a parental unit and spent the afternoon window shopping and snac…

I honestly can’t remember if I’ve ever written about tonight’s subject, or if I’ve just told the story numerous times as of late. Either way, the story I’m about to tell is one of my favorites. When I was a freshman in high school, I remember havi…

I have two serious weaknesses when it comes to food: Cake (which includes cupcakes) and Del Taco. Makes for some good drama with the waistline, lemme tell ya. The agency where I currently work is [deliciously] blessed to receive many a treat from …

One of the things I dislike most in life is when I get into a music rut. Meh. When I get ready in the morning, I’m listening to it. When I’m driving to work, I’m listening to more of it. I can’t listen to it when I work, because then I won’t focus…

I’ve often written about my love for the holidays and my preference for the late fall/winter time of year. If I had to prioritize my seasons, they’d go in the order of winter, fall, spring and summer. I love when the days are short, when it’s dark…

The other day on my way to work, I was stopped at a busy intersection waiting for the light to turn green. I noticed a man across the streeting looking mighty excited to be walking to the bus stop. He was older, had an enormous beard, a full backp…

Every so often, I have a toenail that likes to go rogue. Back in the day (“the day” being sixth grade) my brother and I went to see a movie — Scrooged, to be exact. The Buena Park mall was the place to be and he was newly-licensed, so we drove ov…