Archive for June, 2008

For some reason everyone that I hang out with(minus a certain Bostonian) is really artistic.  I mean I guess I have my music thing, but these guys are ACTUALLY good at doodles, and drawing, and creating.  Look at their blogs and you’ll see what I mean:(I’ll link you at the end of mine, so you […]

Take Kids Down


A weekend ago, my good friend Leo and I, set out on an adventure.  We went to go see our hero, Evan Chen, compete in his first Tae Kwon Do tournament in years.  The tournament was in Ocean Side.  It was very hot, very sunny, and the competition outdoors.  Fun.  Anyhow.  Before we even arrived […]

School is what I do.  I study business at California State Polytechnic University of Pomona.  Its boring.  I go for the future… and all that jazz.  What I’m passionate about, however, is making music.  I love music.  I love listening to music, I love performing music, I love listening to music performed!  My field of […]

When I was a kid, “Saturday Morning” was synonymous with cartoons. I can even remember setting my alarm clock so I wouldn’t miss the 8 o’clock shows, I didn’t even set my alarm clock for school back then. Ahhhh the memories…sitting in my Pj’s, chilling on the couch…eating some Cinnamon Toast Crunch. I wonder if […]

As a Los Angelino should, I love the Dodgers, I love smog, and I eat In out Out regularly. I feel inclined to set one thing straight, however. I am a certified Laker hater. I hate the team, despise their players, can’t tolerate their fans, and I know they will lose the NBA Finals. The […]

I love the Los Angeles Dodgers. So much that I make kids cry. I went to the Dodgers vs. Cubs today. I sat in the all you can eat section(unfortunately I recently made a decision to go vegetarian for month…sooooo all I could eat was nachos). I grew tired of them after about 13 chips. […]

what the….


So I just saw this brilliant new piece of advertisement from my favorite burger stand. All I could think was…wouldn’t an egg rather become a chicken? PS. That’s not the actual advertisement. P.PS. I’m an amazing artist.