I’m tired, too, Tony.

I’m assuming the page is the first place you would go when you couldn’t get anything out. I’m assuming it…

If I Die 2Nite

I apologize for the macabre title. I’m listening to Tupac’s “If I Die 2Nite” as I write this, and I…

I’m 22. I only remember 14 of those years. I have not lived as much as I’d like to. Not…

My Gmail is littered with website design bots all asking where the hell I’ve been. I’ve found someone else, Wix.com,…

If I dared to unearth the twenty or so clippings that my mother has kept from my first year freelancing…

I didn’t think I’d ever use my (limited) knowledge of video production for something practical. The objectively-stupid skits and vlogs…

I have cursed Adobe InDesign in every god’s name since becoming Co-News Editor of The Paisano. That being said, I’ve…

I refuse to read any news stories about a mass shooting until 48 hours passes after the first breaking news.…

Even writing this blog could get me in trouble. My Advanced Professional Writing Class was assigned a client-based proposal project.…

I can’t think of anyone, other than the weird lifestyle entrepreneurs that keep following my Instagram, that proactively advocate the…