“Rocked His World”...

The other night I was out and noticed this somewhat attractive blond girl dancing. I watched as she danced from guy to guy, indulging herself at every opportunity to toss her hair, or look seductive. I have to admit, I was enjoying the spectacle; until she found this guy on the wall. I don’t know what was wrong with him, but he had something wrong with him. Down syndrome? Or maybe a birth defect? He just wasn’t...

The Huntington Beach Incident of ‘09...

I’ve held off on telling this story, largely because I wasn’t sure if I wanted to embrace how stupid it is, or if I wanted to take it to the grave with me. In the spirit of good memoirs, I’ve decided to embrace the stupidity. For a couple of weeks during the summer, some buddies and I got into an escalating series of “Who will blink first” style encounters. It started out small, like drinking...