My Leg: The Beginning

By now you’ve probably heard that I’m trying to cope with a whole gang of injuries & ailments. I’m not sure how I came down with any of them, but I know that I’m ready to deal with them all. One of them, my leg, looks like it’s going to take a longer amount of time to deal with though. Since everyone has been asking for details, I’ll share this story all of you.

To whoever has the voodoo doll of me: Relax! The coughs, bad leg, swelling eye & stomach issues are more than enough for me to love at once.—
Scott A (@thatCSAguy) June 05, 2011

The Night That Made No Sense

Well… THAT just happened. I spent an interesting night with 3 of my oldest friends & I have a feeling that we’ll be talking about it for a while. While I had the camera in my pocket for at least half the night, I couldn’t take myself out of the mayhem for long enough to film any of it. So now I get to try to remember it all. Yeah, this is going to go well…

Sometimes I wonder why @LiterallySteve, @Brian11793, my sister & I never party in the same place. Then nights like last night happen… —
Scott A (@thatCSAguy) May 23, 2011

Party of the Year: Recap

They say you can’t choose your family. I say that if you’ve grown up with certain people all your life, then regardless of relation, that is your family. With that said, Friday nights with the Trini posse have been great since childhood; tonight was no different. Shout-outs to Stacy & Rienzie for bring everyone together for a fantastic night that won’t soon be forgotten. Plus, Stacy (almost) made me cry lol. Shout-outs to Brian (aka The Lost Gotti) for being my drinking partner & camera-man for the evening. Hopefully you remember the party when you wake up in the morning. Shout-outs to Ashley for requesting some Lady GaGa for us (because you know I’m not going to the DJ & asking for that). Shout-outs to the entire population of the dance-floor, for there is no genre that can dampen out collective spirit. Shout-outs to Trudith & Stevie for continually being my partners in crime; even when the only crime being committed is mouthing lyrics to songs. Finally, shout-outs to the entire family. You never fail to remind me why I should keep doing what I do.