The Blah Blahs and the Yada Yadas

Stop me if I’ve told you this before… Actually, I don’t know how in blazes you’re going to stop me. I mean… It’s not like you can set time back to when I started on this article, trace me to where I was sitting, and yank off my keyboard. No. No  can do. You can’t [...]

History repeats itself. And around here, we create our own history. For people who are not used to how my parental household works, I’d be shirking my duties as an author if I don’t outline the rituals at home.
For my part, my own personal routine is simple in it’s three pronged structure -

To watch movies [...]

Can you believe it or what… My dad held back on me. Now stay with me on this. As some of you may have guessed, I am my dad’s son. (Nice work, Sherlock). This entitles me to a certain level of genetic inheritance as far as talent and capabilities are concerned.
Dad’s genetic cocktail consists of, [...]