I can say for certain that one of my many pet peeves is when someone tells me I have the same amount of hours as some celebrity. We’ve all heard it before, especially when it comes to creative pursuits and telling you that you can accomplish so much because we all have the same amount
Go into this post with an open mind- I’m sleep deprived and possibly going insane. It’s yet to be determined. So, when I was writing my last post about re-watching LOST, I said something that got my mind spinning. I talked about how much fun it was to decode different parts of the show and
Josh’s Note: The pollen count in Florida was off the charts when I wrote this and, as a result, I was popping my allergy medicine like it was candy so… this is probably the most unhinged and chaotic thing I’ve written in a while and I regret nothing. Hey there, fellow Swifties! Grab your snake
I can’t sleep so y’all are getting a completely random blog post and I will not apologize for it. Seriously, I’ve been awake since 4am, it’s not 6am, my alarm is going off at 7am and this won’t post until 7pm. Anyone who knows me, knows that I’m a late in life Swiftie. When she
I was a very different person back in 2008 and I will be the first to admit it. I was a year away from finishing college with a pile of debt and two degrees, I was working in a job that I hated and was slowly sucking my soul out of my body, and I
If you happen to follow me on Twitter, I’m sorry. You did that to yourself. If you’re not following me on Twitter, you can do so by clicking here. And then do some catching up. I’ll wait. My poor Twitter follows have been witness to my newfound obsession with Taylor Swift’s Reputation Stadium Tour which
Yes. I’m a 31 year old man who will gladly admit that he dances around his house singing along to Taylor Swift. Here’s the thing. We all do it. If you don’t admit to it, you’re either too grown up to have fun or have lost the sense of wonder and imagination that life is
I think the hardest thing about being an adult, sitting here, watching a movie with my friends in my living room, is pretending that I wasn’t dancing around like an idiot to Taylor Swift, like, ten minutes before they got here…
So I’m fairly certain I just met my soulmate, in a manner of speaking… I was at a stoplight not too long ago and was totally jamming out to a killer Taylor Swift mash-up (it’s Bad Blood mashed with Never Getting Back Together… here it is… you’re welcome). Anyway, I’m at the stoplight waiting to
Somewhere With Regret 