Click here for what I read earlier this year →January and the middle of the year. Ending this year with three cool books. I say that every time, but every book I read is a good book since I feel no obligation to finish a book if it’s not happening…

A note to my 47 year old self — Dear #47, Let’s talk fantasy and adventure. Now that’s something you never want to lose. I don’t know exactly where you are or what you are up to. You probably consider yourself “old” and think thoughts like “you can’t keep up”. At least I’m sure most of your peers do…

Thirty-seven reasons for gratitude: People to cherish 😈 Territorial Best Girl |😇 The cool chic ambigous looking ‘teller-of-truth’ neuroscientist|🍺Egyptian Fratboy |🇫🇷 “M’baku”, brother from another mother who is from France | 🎭The Mysterious Honduran Madrista | 🐐 Big Kev |👨‍👩‍👦‍👦 My Family | 💯Work Mentor turned Friend…

Last time I wrote about someone I consider like a best friend→ Mischievous Territorial Leo Here in the penultimate entry, I want to appreciate someone that a few weeks ago innocently asked me, “Will I be one of the stories?”. She’s really adorable. “God, yes! You so silly.”…

Last time I wrote about graffiti → when grey urban landscapes turn into colorful kaleidoscopes. This entry is about an individual who is basically like, um, like my Id. Or at least I’m convinced our friendship unlocks my Id and I love it. …

Last time I wrote about dancing → Melting Pot of Dance Styles. Breakdance’s sibling is graffiti. The shortest way I can describe graffiti, which has morphed from it’s original days into “street art”, is this way: Rap and beats is an…

Last time I wrote about Liverpool FC, the futbol club with the most passionate fans in the world →You Will Never Walk Alone. You’ll remember from the hip-hop post that the culture is not just the music (rapping…

Last time I wrote about my friend, the Bachata instructor who makes me laugh alot. Read about her if you missed it → The ‘Bougie’ Terrorizer of Bartende. So in the earlier general soccer post earlier in…

Last time I wrote about the thrill of an onslaught of fresh white snow → A Colorless Confetti of Crystals from the Sky Here I write about my oldest “work” friend. Not old age, but in terms of who I’ve known at work the longest, in a ‘down…