I try hard to keep this blog an honest and respectable read. Sometimes cool things happen that might make me sound pretentious or "Hollywood" if I post about them so I usually keep them to myself. Without a doubt my only celebrity interaction is just a result of my (our) job(s).
Anyway, at the risk of sounding douchebagish, I'm going to quickly say that the coolest thing to happen while moving to West Hollywood was being welcomed to the neighborhood by Ioan Gruffudd. I've decided that part of the intent of this blog (as well as my blog started in college) is to help me remember all these little events that make up life's wonderful adventures. Had I not moved to LA I would have not been welcomed to the neighborhood by Ioan and I'd probably still be in Denver. Only now I'd have no job and a mortgage we couldn't afford.
And that is worth remembering.
If anyone reads this silly blog and takes anything from it it's that you should follow your heart. I knew coming here wouldn't be easy and I was totally prepared for failure but something more was waiting for me here in LA. I threw caution to the wind, told my wife to shut up and packed all our crap into a truck and drove west.
I've learned more about life and architecture (my profession for anyone that doesn't know me) in the last seven months than I ever could have learned in Denver in five years.
Thank you LA for being so good to me.