it’s the final final countdown

it’s the fiiinal countdown. do do dee dooo, d-d-d-d-dooo…

this pancake looks like my dreams

san antonio, animals, sports, and kids. semi-chaotic end to the summer.

i survived a party

amanda’s bachelorette party. i love my friends, but i hate being sick. upcoming event.

it would be happy-dance time but school is interfering

james franco, what are you doing here? tell me what i should do with my life?

you can’t take the kid out of class but you can take the class out of the kid

classy, kids. just keep it classy.

nobody likes you when you’re 23

uber quick birthday rundown, sites, and shows.

the closest i’ve gotten to having a drink was a handful of grapes

weather? superbowl? friends? heck yeah!

i ripped the metaphorical band-aid off and it hurt

it’s been a little crazy in the palomo household. it can only get better, right? i like your optimism.

sometimes i pretend to have rabies while brushing my teeth

facebook & semi-twitter purge. boring school work phase. review of random pop culture i know.

hey, bruco, the giant texas italian caterpillar, i like your boots

a long short list of things i find entertaining/fascinating unrelated to christmas. no, your eyes did not deceive you, no christmas items.