
The weekend started out on a down note. I went into San Francisco to attend my friend Brian’s grandmother’s funeral and be a pallbearer. Interestingly enough, I’ve been a pallbearer as many times as I’ve been a groomsman now. To be honest, I’m not a big fan of being either– I’m mostly opposed to wearing…
Wow can you believe the year is already almost half over? This year is sort of a symbolic year for me in that it’s the last year that I can call myself a twenty something year old. There’s a sort of stigma related with turning thirty– saying you’re in your early thirties for some reason…