I Hate Holidays

Ya ya, it’s New Years Eve. Whoopdie fricken doo. I hate holidays. I hate Fridays. I hate vacations. I have work to do. And I’m excited about my work. Every day I’m supposed to relax is a day I can’t get things done. And that, my friend, is why I hate holidays. I’m convinced if…

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Sewage

When I was about seven years old I fell into a sewer. Really. I was hopping out of our 1985 Chevy Suburban, miscalculated my step, and fell into a ditch containing raw sewage. Was it smelly? Yes. In Guatemala, where we lived at the time, they ran their sewage through ditches on the sides of…

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My Fatal Flaws

I have two fatal flaws. The first: I’m super sensitive. I was a cry baby as a kid. If someone said something that hurt my feelings, I turned into Eeyore in a few seconds. I’d cry. A dark cloud followed me around all day. It was messy. The second flaw: I can be super manipulative.…

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