By some strange confluence of events, you've gotten to the website of, well, my names on here somewhere. But I'm not gonna make it that easy for you to find it. I'm sure the google ninjas out there should have no problem finding it.
This is my outlet for whatever I want. There's some humor, some reflection, some politcs and a lot of saracasm. But, most importantly a few observations of strange situations and stupid people I encounter around D.C. (and if you pronounce it Warshington I hate you already).
If you really want to know more click on the "About" tab above the crazy kid with the hairspray and lighter. It's all a bit self-serving and long-winded. But it's why I write.
I’m halfway through my life and I’m never quite sure if I’m doing anything right until I’m completely done doing it wrong.
-Danny Concannon from The West Wing
Okay, I’m only about a third of the way through my life and I’m pretty sure it isn’t everything that I’m doing wrong. Just a lot of them. I [...]
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You know that point in your life when you realize that the house that you grew up in isn’t really your home anymore? All of the sudden even though you have some place where you can put your stuff that idea of home is gone. You’ll see when you move out it just sort of [...]
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