Sunday, April 30, 2017

Saturday, April 29, 2017

The only night off and minimal sleep. Awesome.

Friday, April 28, 2017

Heart felt- fuck off. Thanks.

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

Kobe filet- wish I could find a way to enjoy it with this dinner company. Sadly the poor massaged cow died for no reason.
Sometimes you need a break from reality. And sometimes you need a break from a break. Especially broken ribs.

Monday, April 24, 2017

Sriracha glazed chicken breast and roasted veggies. Not much to look at but quite delish.... or is the seat delish...?

Sunday, April 16, 2017

Hold, hold on to me... because I'm a little unsteady...

Saturday, April 15, 2017

Each tick of the clock.... almost an hour gone...

Stupid morons.

Friday, April 14, 2017

Constant search for the perfect bench... cheers San Fran
Pandora's box. Would you open it?
A million reasons.

Monday, April 10, 2017

Maybe I should not have a phone... seems like they don't like me.
The question of the ages- go to sleep at 3:30 or just stay up... think my body will decide how important rest really is.
To improve is to change; to be perfect is to change often- Winston Churchill

Sunday, April 9, 2017

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

There is more to life than work. Much more.
You can't tell people what they want, you have to tell them what you want.

Tuesday, April 4, 2017

Just got a note from delta... last flight was my 1,000 flight in first class... thankful for a life that allows me traveling comfort

Sunday, April 2, 2017

Fat, spice and acidity
Just because you walk a thousand miles doesn't mean you love it.

Saturday, April 1, 2017

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace. I love thee to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light. I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.