Bogus Journey And The Pop

Bogus Journey And The Pop

It was 1999, a year that was destined to change the trajectory of my life. I was a teenager grappling with my parents’ divorce, searching for an escape from the chaos that surrounded me. That escape came in the form of movies and television, which played a massive role in…

Memorizing The Pest

Memorizing The Pest

The classroom buzzed with an electric energy as I walked in. The bulky video equipment and that big old TV, with its large cathode ray tube screen, filled me with a sense of excitement and anticipation. The air was thick with the smell of dust and old electronics, but it…

The Christmas Of ’98

The Christmas Of ’98

Growing up in a strict religious household, Christmas was never a part of my life. We didn’t put up decorations or exchange gifts; the holiday simply wasn’t celebrated. But one year, when I was still a young boy, my father decided he wanted to do something special for me. This…

Mad Dog And Mr. Showtime

Mad Dog And Mr. Showtime

I remember the day I left the “special” IS 383 like it was yesterday. The school that catered to the “Gifted and Talented” had no room for my entrepreneurial spirit, which manifested in selling Warhead candies to fellow students. The administration showed me the door, and I found myself at…

The Basement Federation

The Basement Federation

Growing up in the church had its benefits, not least of which was the sense of community that fostered lifelong friendships. One of my closest friends was Eddie, who was much closer to my brother’s age than mine. He was like a big brother to me, protecting me on countless…

From Cidra With Love

From Cidra With Love

From the concrete jungle of New York, the trip to Puerto Rico always felt like stepping into a time machine, one that transported me to a world of deep-rooted history and timeless traditions. The family-owned land and the generational homes standing proudly on it were living monuments to our heritage….

The Gifted And Talented

The Gifted And Talented

Up until this point, I had Elementary School by the horns. But 5th grade was a tumultuous time, and after my parents split and my dad moved away, my grades dropped drastically. I stopped being a straight-A student and spent the bulk of my time distracted by my own imagination….

Super Nintendo Sega Genesis

Super Nintendo Sega Genesis

If my memory serves me correctly, we got our Sega Genesis first, making it the second official gaming console we would own. I still remember the excitement that coursed through my veins as I unboxed the sleek black console, its glossy surface reflecting the light in the room. This system…

Wolfman Jack

Wolfman Jack

As I look back at the faded photograph in my hands, a wry smile creeps onto my face. My hairline, even back then, made me look like a cross between Eddie Munster and a young Vegeta. I was just a kid, but I already had the makings of a unique…

No Holds Barred

No Holds Barred

The “old-school” TV in our living room was a bulky, rectangular piece of nostalgia that seemed to have a soul of its own. Its dial seemed to laugh at us, with only a handful of channels and subpar reception, as it challenged us to find something worth watching. Each weekend,…

Getting A Head Start

Getting A Head Start

I could hear the soft murmurs of my mom in the kitchen, making breakfast for the family. My mom had enrolled me in Head Start, just a couple of blocks away from our apartment, and while I was so young, it still seems like only yesterday. This would be the…

Lets Play Nintendo

Lets Play Nintendo

As a kid, the Atari 2600 was my first introduction to the world of video games. I enjoyed the simplicity of the games and the sheer novelty of playing them on a screen. But it wasn’t until the Nintendo Entertainment System (NES) entered my life that I truly fell in…

The 6 “Hower” Movie

The 6 “Hower” Movie

I remember it like it was yesterday. The soft hum of the old buffer machine my mom kept in the hallway closet filled the air as she meticulously shined the tile floor in our apartment. It was a near-weekly ritual, a comforting routine that seemed to bring a sense of…

An Honest Introduction

An Honest Introduction

I’m the youngest of 4 and, growing up in the Hope Gardens projects of Bushwick, Brooklyn, I was pretty fortunate to have lived during a time when there was still a sense of community. Although the entire block shared a backyard, it was our sanctuary, and we were a family….

Preface

Preface

With drinks in my system, I was beyond my own control. I spent 15 years free-falling into an abyss that always ended with a headache in the morning and a lot of questions to answer. I wouldn’t have been able to create this blog without getting sober. It’s only through…