I write and record poppy but rocky music.
It sounds happy overall, but I mostly write about the sadness of mortality.
I have a dead mom, a living dad, an older and a younger brother, a wife, and two young daughters.
I have a GRAND PIANO! Holy shit, let’s not take this one for granted. I’ve only had it for about three months at the time of writing this, and it has been a lifelong dream to get one.
I love basketball, weed, watermelon, women, and nature, but I’m not sure in what order.
I make my money teaching people tests like LSAT and GMAT (and previously GRE, SAT, ACT).
I therefore have a real distaste for extreme language, and I have assigned myself the social justice warrior position of being the Language Police, much to the chagrin of everyone with whom I engage on Twitter