Shays as a Razor

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…

Impossibly Infectious.

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…

This Could Be the Summer

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…

Pedi-quivalent

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…

Cirque’s Gamelan

On my way to work this morning, I dusted off some Cirque du Soleil tunes. It’s been forever and a day since I listened to them; their return was way beyond overdue. Has anyone seen “O”? I find the entire performance, including the music, to be not…

A Race Against Time

I might’ve mentioned this before, but I’m consistently amazed that on the days when I wake up early, I end up running about 10 minutes late in getting to the office. And on days when I wake up late, I get to work on time, if not a few minutes earl…