Road Rage…
I always thought that the stress of a New York Giants game would kill me, but I think driving in Los Angeles will lead to my demise. I have definitely […]
I always thought that the stress of a New York Giants game would kill me, but I think driving in Los Angeles will lead to my demise. I have definitely […]
This past weekend I winged my way back to Los Angeles.
Woke up on departure day at 1:00am and was flying high until 4 when I finally dropped off to sleep only to be awakened by my alarm screeching at 5:45am.
After a walk to town with Madison and a veggie spree at the Palisades farmer’s market, I headed home to meet up with my retail motivated daughter.
I ventured to the dark side yesterday. I drove to the San Fernando Valley. It’s so foreign to me that I feel as if I should have taken my passport.
Recently, I was chatting to our sports addicted super…we shoot sports shit all the time. That morning we talked about how despicable both the NY Giants and NY Knicks are.