You know you’re a redneck when…you parade your former dictator’s body around on the hood of your pick-up truck.
When my wife and I moved back to Philadelphia five years ago, we bought a house in the suburbs. Even though I really miss Burbank and the whole Hollywood scene (no bumping into movie stars […]
The other day I was reminiscing about my high school years. At the time, I hated high school. I hated school period. I was always absent because I never felt like going. The guys in my […]
Years ago when I moved to Burbank before my wife (at the time my girlfriend) joined me, I had to do many things on my own for the first time. One of those things was […]