from stumbling musician to accidental entrepreneur, i've traveled the world learning from my heavy-handed mistakes.
i was born on a monday in 1982. it was unusually cold in the desert. i came into the world screaming, with a face full of black hair, and blood -- little has changed.
i'm a multicultural vagrant, who has dabbled in the arts for over two decades. from theater to folk musician, from handyman to author, barista to restaurateur, and finally finding a home in the world of hospitality through bartending, i've learned despite myself.
please look around, and listen to your contentment. thank you for stopping by.
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what a claustrophobic prison it must be to belong