Return to Tucson

I sit with a swollen head, weak from the night before, and I realize that I was supposed to have given this gig up a long time ago. I have made promises to so many of my friends that I would not let this happen again. It is the last time... this time is the last time.

Vegas was full of learning experiences and take-away lessons. I want to return when I am thirty and partake in the March Madness once again. The shows surpassed my expectations, the food did not.

Sometimes, New Years is when people decide to reflect. I have chosen today to decide upon the improved image of myself which will slowly evolve over the next year. Progress is coming.