youd think itd be hard enough just going through life, let alone having me as your brother. growing up i was even more evil than i am now. now its mostly kept under wraps. but when i was young my imagination was vivid and endless.

if there was kiddie valium i should have been on it, instead i was handed bottles of coke, orange soda, and bags of doritos. opposite of valium.

my sister some how practiced the path of the straight and narrow. sure she did this thing or that thing but for the most part she kept it local got married at a reasonable age had kids and now lives in a great neighborhood with two wonderful kids.

and you’ll say oh thats fine but such is the way of the miscreant, they write better blogs. to which id retort au contraire. if my sister blogged shed be one of your faves.

she knows politics sports real estate fashion law

but the best of her achievements are her children of which she could write about too.

kyla and tyler are beautiful happy very smart kids.

they make you feel better about the future.

i know that if the little girl becomes president people would be given huge tax relief for each puppy they own

and i know that if the boy becomes president there will be national bowling days to benefit the poor.

happy birthday angie, enjoy your special day!

some say im supposed to rush out and shop til i drop. some say i should buy nothing

ive been watching movies ive never seen before.

home alone

slumdog millionaire

serbian film

i dont know why im finding this holiday season annoying but i am

i would rather be somewhere thats warm and has zero christmas decorations

a place like where my truest is going, uganda, where they celebrate the spirit not the stuff

shes going there to be with the orphans and sick and the sweet nuns who take care of errrybody

i guess i never realize how much time i spend with her until shes gone and im streaming netflix eating bagel after bagel after bagel

there was this business that was next door to my house. i never realized how loud they were until they went out of business.

now its so quiet here.

i wonder if im the loudest thing on this block.

so eat up

karisa had a few close friends over. strangely i was also invited.

cousin dave made some delicious string bean casserole and tons of gravy

neighbor mary mashed up the taters while rockin the boots

even the kitty got a little something special in his bowl.

there was almost a fatal accident starring an electrical device and running water

not only did everyone survive, but afterwards we enjoyed an uplifting award winning film that maybe wasnt the best after eating

i would like to say hello to mel macdonald of richmond, british columbia

<3 lowercase carmen

at a strip club on thanksgiving wednesday

and even though at home i was tired and happy and cozy in my jammies w/the heater going

when the hot babe said wanna see some rock in an unusual place i was all hmmm

lets just say its a brilliant way to debut your band to america

“Every time I go through security I always say, ‘I don’t even know why I got dressed this morning.’ I end up taking off belts, jewelry and everything else off anyway,” Corrine explained to NBCLA. “I don’t want to do a body scan, and I’m hoping by wearing a bikini they will see everything they need to see and we can avoid a pat-down, as well.”

They say things start in California and move East. lets all root for this to be a new trend.

guess

who’s

coming

to LA

this Thanksgiving????

yep!

, always street

life is so filled with tradeoffs.

i used to think, think of the little kid tony and do the things he’d do.

do the things he’d want to do if he was an adult.

use that spirit inside him, and the accessibility mr hollywood has been blessed with.

be inspired by his dreams back when he didnt know that dreams can really come true,

instead of selling out to the ridiculously limited possibilities

that you think are all you have to choose from.

people say im creative but when i was a kid a blade of grass was a sword

an old sock balled up was a super bowl football

and the 3-acre christmas tree “forest” was an endless foreign country.

nowadays i sit at a desk with a phone that could call anyone,

with a computer that can dial up anything

and a job capable of reaching millions in minutes

and im stunned with how many roadblocks i create for myself

instead of rocketships to infinity.

when i call myself a sellout, its because i have substituted dreams

for mediocrity.

for no good reason other than i forgot how i got here.

but at least im still drinking.