Immortal Dance of the Onion

Our lives are made up of a series of random moments inside of which reside many dilemmas. Choices that led to where we are today. If you’re lucky this process sheds enough skin leaving behind a strong enough base to enrich with flavor. If you’re not yet so lucky, there’s always another onion ready to peel.

Tonight was the night I realized I’m old not because I don’t recognize anybody on the MTV Awards anymore but rather because I don’t recognize anybody on the Grammy Awards. Now that’s old. And so I’ve started a blog.

Aloha

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