Today I celebrate the third anniversary of my arrival here in Los Angeles. It was a warm sunny February evening when I finally got through the traffic on the 10 freeway after five long days on the road to pull in only four miles away from the Pacific Ocean... 3200 miles away from where I started, only five miles away from the Atlantic. Since then, I've been to more concerts than I can recall, built myself up an expansive social circle and made some good friends in addition to getting to hang out again with some old friends from back East, met some famous people, had two long-term relationships, hit up a bunch of the famous L.A. hotspots that seemed to exist only in myth when I was back East, have been living in my own place for the past year, started a singing group... seems like I've packed a lot of living into the past three years. Thanks for all the memories, L.A.