1,000 days ago, I was 19 years old, on medical leave from work at my dogshit grocery store job when my brother, Nick, called me.
Ladies and gentlemen put your hands in the air for a very special man.
It's fall, it's finally chilly in Chicago, Illinois.
Sometimes I feel the need to write these little check-in blogs.
As you know, we here at Ham Sports are all about that lifestyle blog shit.
It's a pricey item to buy in one go but I kept telling myself it would be well worth it.
Just ya know the feeling you get from a Hozier song? Yeah, I'm living in that from now on.
There is a shop called The Well Dressed Chick on Etsy that sells little feather ties for silkie chickens and I need to buy 30 of them for Hei Hei immediately.
I hate summer. Call me a grinch, I don't care, I just hate it.
I am so hungover.
As I previously mentioned, I’m in New York this week.
Ladies and gents, I am writing to you live from NYC.