Had a chili cook-off by me to celebrate my cousin’s birthday. It was fun. It feels weird having fun.
There’s a myth that gunfighter Kit Carson’s last words were: “Wish I had time for just one more bowl of chili.” They weren’t, but I can appreciate the sentiment.
The reason why McDonalds is so successful and most Chinese restaurants aren’t is because of the simplicity of the menu of one and the complexity of the other.
When my brother comes to NYC, he has pizza. It’s like when I go elsewhere and have chili. We’re very alike but very different.
Alexander the Great used to burn his boats once his army landed somewhere so that they had no choice but either fight and win or die in a foreign land.
Made some tech changes around the house that took the wind outta me. And met up with a girl from my gym for an impromptu walk down Amsterdam Avenue.
My dad taught me how to be gracious, which means doing things for the comfort of others over the comfort of self.
Someone asked me recently if I might reenter the normal dating world. Thought about what my dating profile might look like now.
My list of favorite things has changed in the last six months.
I’m so humbly grateful that so many people care about my person that we’re seeing color again. Not a lot, but enough. Enough for a bit of hope.