Pool. Magazines. Champagne.

A phenomenal birthday present.

Shaking things up at LAFI. After subcontracting cutting since our inception, we’ve decided to throw the dice and do it ourselves to hopefully improve quality control and maybe even our bottom line.

Got home just in time to see the second half of Brittany’s game with grampa.

Got home

#30: See a Sunset

From the helicopter. Sun setting over Lake Mead.

Celebrated my 42nd in grand style.

Eating sushi in the desert.

A good Spanish lunch at Jaleo.

Where-else would I spend my 42nd.

Hemingway is living up to his name.

King George with the nieces and nephews. 

Mercado for some Oaxacan tacos and mezcal.

Never get sick of good sushi.

Enjoyed a night out at the Pantages with Dad and Georgeanne.

Proof that her Mom cooks for her when she’s home.

Hemingway deserved a pool day.

I have a feeling it’s going to be a blistering hot summer.

#53 The Alchemist

Great book. Follow your personal legend.

“when you really want something to happen, the whole universe conspires so that your wish comes true”.

Over the last thirty years my mom comforted the souls of countless animals and their humans, but today is the day she hangs up her hat in Veterinarian Medicine and pursues her dreams on the road. May the next chapter bring you joy.

Of all the war books I have read, The Things They Carried was the most intimate and profound.

 Green shoes to mark the occasion. Otherwise it’s a no fun work night to finish preparing for tomorrow’s show in Atlanta.

#100: Watch the Full Season of The Wire.

Many critics call it the best dramatic series of all time. Not sure how I missed it the first time around, but it is truly a masterpiece. The creator took what seemed like a million characters and perfectly orchestrated a flawless story over a precise five seasons.

A Vegas cleanse dinner with Devin.

The tables were ice cold, but the Strip didn’t disappoint.

The new Sinatra show is spot on. Close your eyes and you hear Frank.

New York’s Shake Shack has planted roots on the West Coast, lines and all.







Getting a little country. Rascal Flatts at the Hard Rock.



After last night’s massacre, it seemed entirely practical to spend money and get something physical back in return.



Still not addressing the elephant in my stomach.



Good luck to start the day. Upgraded to the presidential spa suite due to scheduling conflicts.



It was a slaughter on the tables.



#24 Get a physical

Pending blood work, I’m overweight, but relatively healthy.