On storytelling, comedy, and the realness of life itself.
Holy cats, snowpocalypse 2015. The only time in my life I can accurately claim to have outrun a train for two and a half miles, on foot. (Also, how in the world was that a decade ago?? Miss you, friend.)
Holy cats, snowpocalypse 2015. The only time in my life I can accurately claim to have outrun a train for two and a half miles, on foot. (Also, how in the world was that a decade ago?? Miss you, friend.)