The Bests

On my first full day of San Francisco living, my roommate hosted an engagement party at our house for two of his friends. Jordan had recently accepted Josh’s marriage proposal on a trip they shared to Alaska and this would be the first time their friends would have to celebrate the news together. Of course, none of this really meant anything to me. Frankly, I had no idea who Josh or Jordan were and I found myself too overwhelmed by a house full of people I had never met before to really get a chance to talk with them. And I certainly had no idea that in less than nine months, I’d too be watching them get married. Continue reading…

The Short Version

So, this is getting ridiculous. It looks as though I’ve moved to California to spend countless hours on the bus and the train and in PowerPoint and not really embarrassing myself or finding my way into interesting stories. Bummer.

But there have been things… small things. Things I’d like to tell you about but just haven’t had the time to. So I’d like to give a quick summary in hopes you’ll be all like, “whoa, I want to hear more about THAT” and then you’d bug me to write more until I literally have no choice but to just take a week off of work and write the hell out of this blog and we all feel better about the whole thing. Continue reading…

Disarm You With a Nasally Voice

On Sunday, my Philadelphia Phillies blasted the Tampa Bay Rays in game 4 of the World Series. But I didn’t get to see a single moment of it. Why? Because I was too busy witnessing this utter horseshit: Continue reading…

Can’t Talk. Sleeping.

New job = waaaaay busy and I’m waaaaay tired. So here’s a brief update: my second haircut in San Francisco was just as great as the first and I am one week away from motorcycle lessons. That is all for now.

(Nearly) Working Man

I know. It’s been forever. Here’s what’s up… Continue reading…