Daily Titan

My friend Jaime posted something on Facebook that made me think. He said he was working late and it took him back to when he worked on his college paper into the wee hours. I remember those days. I did the same thing. Assistant Sports Editor at the Daily Titan consisted mainly of eating Del Taco, listening to music, playing wiffle ball and generally goofing off for hours right before copy editing and checking for mistakes on my page. Believe me, there were always at least two the next morning and considering all the shenanigans, I'm not surprised. In all seriousness, all of us college editors would put so much effort into our product only for it to be criticized or overlooked the next day. It didn't matter. Those stories were our babies and that's why we cared. But to tell you the truth, I couldn't wait to put the paper to bed so we all could go home and get the hell out of there. Great times.

It all begins....

As my fingers hit the keys on my laptop and the words begin to appear on the screen, I think back to my days as a journalist. It sounds surreal to even say it but yes, I once wrote for a newspaper. I thrived on writing a melodic lede to capture a single moment in time to make the reader feel an emotion. I almost wanted to be a poet in print. Cheesy huh? Now I'm my own editor (yikes!) and I get to write about whatever I want (Oh, oh). With that in mind, this blog is for me. It is part journal, part therapy, part irreverant chatter, part meaningful discourse. It is my take on sports, love and food, all the things that make up my life, my playbook, who I am.  I hope it sparks something inside to express yourself with a comment or perhaps you may just read it and smile. That's OK too. Whatever it is to you, I leave to you. I know what it is for me -- a way to find myself again.