It’s September 11th today eighteen years later and this is the kind of day where every American asks themselves where was I when the world stopped turning? September 11th 2001, 3 a.m. I forcefully pulled myself out of bed in Redlands, California, 2,790 miles from NYC. I coughed up a lot of flem, chugged some …
Dear Senator Feinstein, You don’t know me but I am one of the 17,000 individuals employed in the Southern California horse racing industry. I’m a handicapper, wagering ambassador and thoroughbred racehorse owner. Aside from that, I am a fan of the sport of king’s ever since the first time I watched the Kentucky Derby when …
January, 2019. My day at work was ninety percent awesome and ten percent I need a beer. Today I tried to drive a golf cart for the first time. I more then less failed but now I can write “Can operate a golf cart” on my resume. I’ve driven an eighteen wheeler with thirty-two gears, …
I grew up in a foggy place. I learned to drive on twisting turning mountain roads where the fog was so dense sometimes you couldn’t see past your windshield. On driving lessons, when the fog was that thick sometimes, you would have to drive with your head out the window just to see the highway. …
Kentucky Derby day means big hats, bourbon-laced drinks and betting on the ponies. Well, unless you are working trying to pick a few winners, make a few bucks and possibly hit that million dollars late Pick 4 at Churchhill Downs, then you may have to skip the Bourbon part. This Kentucky Derby day found me …