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My dad and I found ourselves living in a duplex together for the second time in nine years and I was now 16 years old. I had been very successful in school and basketball and despite being a loaner I had a boat load of friends. A huge life…

Chris: “Ok, Phoenix… get back here so we can put our announcement post together…” Chris: “Phoenix… he’s going to know that I helped… oh nevermind, let’s just get on with it…” Chris:  “And why did you guys have this contest?”…

Four of my buddies and I have had a solid pact to attend the superhero movies together the past couple of years. I missed opening night with them on this one so today was a redux with those who were able to join in the fun. And wow was…

I was sitting with my buddies at Bully’s the other night and the conversation somehow came around to Kristen Stewart. They were unified in expressing their actress hatred for her. Before even contemplating opening my mouth I realized…

Do you ever start out wanting to explain to someone what something meant to you. And it goes from, “what I meant is….” To.. “ok, here is what I was really trying to say.” That’s how this post went. I had initially wanted to share with you…