I wish my grandfather was alive right now. He was a career Air Force officer. He was one of the last commandants of Wheelus Air Force Base in Libya until Quaddafi closed the country to the United States. He was a very black-and-white kind of man; he and I would not agree on many things […]
Archive for February, 2011
To all my brothers and sisters on M2 — this is where I learned my mad culinary skillZ. That’s right, I’m representing for motherfucking Sweden. Er, Lithuania. Er, Helotes.