Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Monday, November 23, 2015

That's ShowBiz

A charlatan always reveals their true character eventually;
Deceit hides in a bright smile with empty promises.
Lies laid like land mines in the Middle East.

Sunday, November 22, 2015


Washing the dishes the morning after a dinner party is dirty, smelly, and it’s much more difficult to scrub away the caked-on shit;
Similare to recovering from a hook-up in your twenties.

Saturday, November 21, 2015

That's Life

I received a 4AM wake-up call;
Thanks to a reaction from the vaccination that both of my puppies had yesterday.
You don’t really know what love is, until you’re cleaning shit and vomit, while using a calming voice, “It’s okay sweetheart, you just had an accident.”
People who say dogs are just like having babies are wrong:
Babies wear diapers!

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

Work In Progress

I’m currently working on my next book and I forced myself to look back through old journals in order to accurately remember the past.
There’s a reason people warn you not to look back.
You get to revisit the best memories, but you have to relive the shitty parts, too.
It’s strange how far away some of those moments feel now;
Others flash before me like a movie and I struggle to believe they actually happened.
Reading the pages from my journals helped me to appreciate how far I’ve come and how focused I was, even back then, to set goals and work towards them.
I am proud of where I am and who I’ve become, and I accept that every day brings a new opportunity to evolve as a person.
The beautiful discovery is while I continue to work toward self-improvement and career advancement, I'm living my dream—and that is my definition of “making it.”

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Monday, November 16, 2015

Life of an Artist

The deception and false hope;
There is no such thing as a day off in Los Angeles.
Try as I might to relax and underachieve––the DNA in my blood pumps and sends demands to my brain.
Work, work, work! you crazy fool;
If you want to get ahead, you can not rest.

Saturday, November 14, 2015

Friday, November 13, 2015

That's Life

There are people who respond to confrontation with poise and wisdom;
And then there are all of the rest.
I'm shocked that anyone at the executive level (in any arena) considers "no response" a reasonable acknowledgement.
My job is not to do the job of others, it's simply to proceed accordingly.
AKA time to get aggressive! 

Thursday, November 12, 2015

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Junk Food Days Are Over...

A trip to the Cheesecake Factory left me:
With heartburn,
A guilty heart,
I think my “cheat days” are coming to an end;
Just another loss as you get older.

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

Monday, November 9, 2015

Sunday, November 8, 2015

Raging Headache

Waking up with a headache after a night of alcohol-free partying feels like eating birthday cake without frosting;
Completely unfair and upsetting!
Allergies suck.

Saturday, November 7, 2015

Ironing My Pants

Just like my life;
Some of the wrinkles are deep.
This is going to require some additional attention.
Not every crease is forever.
I wish there was an iron for every situation in life.

Friday, November 6, 2015

Nasty Movie Nightmare

When a film is so terrible that you have nightmares;
Then wake up the next day to realize that you spent $16 on a crappy movie that gave you bad dreams: it’s a day terror!

Thursday, November 5, 2015

Ring On The Bells

We're still a month and a half away from Christmas and the tintinnabulation blasting from the premature holiday commercials is pumping me up!

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

Pep Talk

I’m focused and passionate about my future;
Setting goals can easily get me overwhelmed.
I’m working to find balance, while increasing productivity.
The more I stress, the less I achieve––opposite, when I release and take action I find success.
Exploring ways to unburden myself from comparing my path to others and staying connected with my own personal evolution will lead to victory.

Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Crazy Meet Crazier!

The world is full of colorful people, and by that I mean crazy.
Somehow I’m still shocked when a seemingly logical person will attack me without the proper information.
I’m a very thorough person; I never engage in a dialogue (or a full out war) with anyone unless I can back my argument up with facts;
So when I’m called out in a group of peers with misinformation, I have no problem standing my ground.
When I was younger, I used to get hotheaded and react with a total lack of dignity.
Thankfully, I’ve calmed down, and when I come for you I can cut you down with a smile and arsenal of facts.
Please don’t come for me unless you’re absolutely sure you can take me down––because I’m not going without a serious fight.

Monday, November 2, 2015

A Guy Walks Into A Bar

I'm the first one in a new restaurant, waiting for my friends at the bar.
Like a subway releasing the rush hour crowd, the bar is rushed with people;
Trying to hold two extra seats without pissing someone off is nearly impossible.
I order a drink, and then another––still waiting for my (now extremely late) colleagues to appear.
I look like a crazy mama bear carefully guarding my chair cubs.
Finally one of my friends walks into the bar and takes the seat next to me.
Take that asshole to my left who attempted to convince me to release the seat only moments before:
The bar might be packed now, but I got here first.

Sunday, November 1, 2015


The trick about Halloween is waking up the next morning without a hangover or stuck in a candy coma; if they made a remedy that actually worked, that would be the treat.

Saturday, October 31, 2015

The Morning News

I remember waking up to the delicious smell of coffee with sweet cream and sugar,
Still half asleep, I’d walk into the kitchen to find my grandma and grandpa reading the morning news paper;
I was always eager to receive ‘The Mini Page’ so that I could feel like a grown up.
I was hooked on the intoxicating smell of recycled paper and ink––games, activities, and fun articles that would inspire me.
Journalism and exploring world events was just one of many wonderful life moments my grandparents shared with me.
Now, as I sit on my iPhone and comb through the stories that populate my news feed, I miss those delightful exchanges.
I’ll be forever grateful for the wisdom and knowledge they instilled in me.

Friday, October 30, 2015

Write Through The Blocks

Finding the inspiration to be creative daily is often a challenge;
When I catch myself staring at a blank page on a glowing screen, I start to panic.
Self-inflicted fear and unfair demands only damage what little imagination I may have in those instances.
Rather than focusing on producing brilliant words that will live on forever––I just start typing (similar to what I’m doing here on this daily blog post) and wait for some magical piece of (I want to say cake because that’s all I can think about right now) the puzzle to redirect me into my process.
The path of an artist requires working through the toughest challenges, and hopefully the end of the path reveals a new direction.

Thursday, October 29, 2015


Body and mind at peace;
Or at least breathing through the fact that I stuffed my face yesterday and I want to feel good about myself today.

Wednesday, October 28, 2015

Note To Self:

Chili with extra jalapeños taste delicious;
But will inevitably cause serious side effects.
#LastNightsDinner is #TodaysTorture

Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Out With The Old, In With The Nouveau.

Waking up to the thunderous roar of heavy machinery at 7:50 AM;
Another McMansion arises from the ash of a once beautiful Ranch house.
Nouveau riche douche-bags are lining the once gorgeous streets of Los Angeles, with monstrous boxes––overstuffed with terribly executed contemporary fixtures and poorly crafted finishes.
I can’t wait to meet the new neighbors, I’m sure they will be hosting an open house soon; if only to show off what little taste they have.

Sunday, October 25, 2015

Wake Up

It's 5AM on Sunday;
Passengers look like zombies in a Halloween parade.
The line for coffee is too long, despite the intoxicating chemicals Dunkin' Donuts surely infuses. 
I love my job—I hate travel days.

Saturday, October 24, 2015

Friday, October 23, 2015

Travel Day

Parking at a cement graveyard of cars,
Left abandon for days as their navigators fly to exotic locations like Cleveland, OH for work.
It can be brutal—almost as dreadful as the walk across this sea of pavement to the shuttle bus; 
Just in time for it to pull away.

Thursday, October 22, 2015


That moment you take before jumping back into the twenty-four hour work cycle.

Wednesday, October 21, 2015

I Love My Job

Step, kick, kick, leap, laugh, step.
There’s nothing better than doing what you love with talented people.

Tuesday, October 20, 2015


When you let go, you make space to receive.
I experienced this again today.

Monday, October 19, 2015

Life. It's Hard Sometimes.

I consider myself a happy person.
I surround myself with positive influences in the form of affirmations and quotes (from people who are much wiser than I).
I meditate and improve my physical well being through yoga, healthier eating, and stress relieving exercises.
Still, some days I wake up in a negative space mentally and emotionally.
In those moments, I do what I can to remember that I have a choice.
Sometimes it works, and other times, I spend longer than desired in dark thought.
I can’t help wonder about my friends and family who actually suffer from depression.
Mental health is something that I take for granted, because I only find myself feeling sad or crippled with fear occasionally; it’s so overwhelming I feel like giving up.
Thankfully, I have access to the aforementioned tools to get me through a rough moment in my life. I realize I am fortunate that I don’t struggle beyond the infrequent dips in happiness.
So rather than focusing on my momentary laps in joy, I offer support, love, and positive energy to my friends who suffer from a serious disease.

Sunday, October 18, 2015


Listening to that dark, negative, evil voice will surely lead to a disastrous outcome;
Dousing the hate-speech with love, Faith, and positive action will always lead to a brighter opportunity.

Saturday, October 17, 2015

Life Cycle

Staring out of the window in my office,
I become mesmerized with the colors of the changing leaves.
The beauty of fall; golden, red, brown, and still a hint of green––which reminds me that even in transition there is life.
Renewal everywhere. Good or bad, everything passes in a season.

Friday, October 16, 2015

A Trip To The Beach

A trip to my old stomping grounds;
Memories of soccer practices, hide & seek, and neighborhood block parties.
Life was so much easier when my mom and dad handled everything.
My biggest fear was deciding what clothes I would wear to fit in––never fully understanding that I always selected things that actually made me stand out.
I get sentimental especially during this time of year. The fall always reminds me of new adventures, back to school, Trick or Treating, and the smell of smoke in the crisp beach air.
As much as I try to live in the moment, it’s nice to reflect on the warmth, love, and friendship I experienced growing up.
Sometimes it’s good to visit the past.

Thursday, October 15, 2015

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Road Block:

I don’t have time for this shit.
It’s moments like this that make me wish I had a “Force Quit” button when dealing with dumbasses.

Tuesday, October 13, 2015


I've noticed that the people who promise you the world;
Are usually the ones wearing a suit they've borrowed from a friend.

Monday, October 12, 2015

Note To Self

If you think you don't have enough time in the day, consider this:
For every minute you waste worrying about not having enough time––you've lost an opportunity to take action.

Sunday, October 11, 2015

Travel Day

Waiting at the gate like vultures;
Everyone wants to be in the first boarding group.
I blame roller bags.

Saturday, October 10, 2015

Technology Meltdown

Connecting my iPhone to my Mac––they are made by the same company correct?
I don’t understand why syncing in the 21st century is still an issue.
Seriously, i HATE that track wheel!

Thursday, October 8, 2015

I Need A Break...

Donuts. The Grove. Matinee. Spa retreat;
In the middle of a work week?
Yes, a calm break in chaos is necessary:

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Good Day LA.

Imagine waking up to the calming sound of a leaf blower;
Nothing sparks creativity or motivation to get out of the house and go to Starbucks, more than your neighbors gardener.

Tuesday, October 6, 2015


I feel blessed knowing that I can follow my dreams beside a person I love;
I realize how fortunate I am to be able to wake up each day and pursue a career that I’m still passionate about; through hard work, Faith, and the support of my family and friends––I continue to journey closer to the peak.
Not everyone has the opportunity that I’ve had.
I am grateful.

Monday, October 5, 2015

Time Check

There’s only twenty-four hours in a day;
I can not squeeze another meeting into the day––I am available at 3AM though!
Life is short. #UseItOrLoseIt

Sunday, October 4, 2015

Sunday Funday!

I haven’t been this excited to go to the mall since I had acne on my face;
I travel so much for work, I usually miss all of the weekend fun with friends.
Today, I get to enjoy an adult play-date.
Brunch and a movie with friends.
Balance––finding time for the simple things in life.

Saturday, October 3, 2015


A confident person walks into a room with vibrance and an open mind;
A cocky person walks into a room and drains it of all its creative energy.

Friday, October 2, 2015

Goals into Gold

Setting goals is the key to reaching dreams;
But if you don’t enjoy the journey––it can be a nightmare.

Thursday, October 1, 2015

A Trip To The Huntington Library

Waves from the Zen rock garden carry tranquility,
Encouragement jumps from original manuscripts by Chaucer,
Passion smeared across canvas,
Beauty in every direction; history sounds me.
The water fountains provide a baptism for inspiration.

Wednesday, September 30, 2015

The Computer rAGE

Software updates on my Mac,
Watching the status bar creep slowly; is it even moving at all?
No, I don't want you to send a report to Apple—I want you to work!

Monday, September 28, 2015

When The Sky Is Blue, I Am Not

Ordinarily I get depressed with rain.
Clouds cover the day, and my emotions become foggy.
I’d rather see the harsh reality of my life, enduring the honesty of the bright light;
Instead, I drown in the water.
When the sky is blue, I am not.

Sunday, September 27, 2015

Friends. Food. Fat!

I’m staying with my closest friends while I’m choreographing in Pittsburgh;
I can’t decide if they’ve been a bad influence on me, or if I’ve rubbed off on them; all I know is that I’m eating entirely too much food––and the cocktails aren’t exactly helping.
We’re eating like we did in our twenties.
Unfortunately, if I keep this diet up, my mid-section will prove I’m middle-aged!

Friday, September 25, 2015

Wednesday, September 23, 2015

The Madonna Complex

Women everywhere hate Madonna.  The Matron of Pop Culture has managed to stay relevant in a world full of naked-wreckingball rage, sex tapes, and auto-tuned dance beats; all of which she paved the way for.
Her spirit (or desperation to remain famous) has endured.
Rejecting the idea that woman should ever look or act their age, she thrives on the attention she demands when she lifts up her Red-Carpet-costume to flash the paparazzi her firm-middle-aged-assests.
Face it America, every time Madonna struts across the stage in her religiously-charged-yet-somehow-still-sexy costume showing off her I-do-yoga-and-pilates-and-I-can-still-dance body, she’s not just proving that she’s still got skin in the game (literally). Nope. Each time we see a hint of ass, or a flash of the grill––she’s sending us a giant FUCK YOU America––this is what a 57 year old should look like now!
Subsequently housewives (and gay men) across the country are pouring into pilates studios, packing in the yoga, and Soul searching on a Cycle; while the straight dudes are shedding the #DadBods and shredding on steroids and circuit training.

[This is a portion of an op-ed piece I am writing for a fun website. More soon.]

Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Another Week, Another Airport

The birds are chirping in unison;
They’re so happy to be up at 6AM.
I am not––but it’s all part of the lifestyle.
Off to spread my creative energy; Pittsburgh look out, I’m headed your way!

Monday, September 21, 2015

Sunday, September 20, 2015

You Know You're An Adult...

You know you're an adult when you attend a birthday party for a one-year old.
Surrounded by your best friends, and they're little carbon copies;
I can't wait to have a little monster, too!

Saturday, September 19, 2015


My day is free––a rare treat.
The skies are bright with possibilities;
pooltime, outdoor yoga, and a long walk to Starbucks (naturally) with the puppies.
Balance means stepping away from the computer...

Friday, September 18, 2015

The Starbucks Shuffle

Finding shade outside;
Trendy LA writers, actors, producers––the industry spends more time drinking coffee than working.
Although netWORKing is draining.
With my puppies on my lap, I happily create.
Life is beautiful. Especially outside in LA!

Thursday, September 17, 2015


Life is good with a puppy on your lap;
It’s even better when you have two!
It does make it a bit more challenging when you’re trying to typo...

Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Art and the City

A trip around MacArthur Park revealed some beautiful colorful ball art.

Tuesday, September 15, 2015

The Rain In LA

The rain in LA falls mainly in the drain.
According to one meteorologist, “We’re receiving reports of up to two inches of rain in Santa Monica! That. Is. Record. Breaking!”
This statement comes in the midst of a drought; I’m not sure that one day of “record breaking” rainfall is going to save LA––but it certainly gave me an excuse to blow off my regularly scheduled day for a book-fest on the sofa with my puppies instead!
I’m currently working on my second book, so I’ve decided that this is the perfect day for some “industry research.”

Monday, September 14, 2015

All In A Days Work?!

Returning phone calls,
Responding to emails,
Scheduling meetings and planning huge projects.
Creative writing.
A walk to Starbucks for some lap time with my puppies.
A yoga workout; mind and body in check.
There are days when my job doesn’t feel like work––I wish they were more often, but hey, I’ll take what I can get.

Sunday, September 13, 2015


Sunday in LA; hungover.
Happy to be home with my family.
Ginger and Lily on my lap—Starbucks iced coffee and my journal.
My sister is going to be okay.
God is good. 

Saturday, September 12, 2015


A crowded yoga room packed like sardines is not my way to namaste;
I need balance, I need space, I need these LA divas to get out of my face.

Friday, September 11, 2015

Vacation: What I've Learned.

After an extended amount of time out of town––jumping right back into the workforce can be overwhelming; not for me, for the lazy people who can’t keep up. Slacking off is never okay, even when I’m out of town.
I don’t expect perfection, just competence.

Thursday, September 10, 2015

Palm Springs; Day 4

We beat the heat in the pool;
Just in time, we packed––late check out and headed out of town before the traffic crawled.
Life is wonderful with my family: Jeff, Ginger, and Lily.
It’s simple and lovely.
Vacation ends, and we’re back to the grind.
Thankful for the desert.

Wednesday, September 9, 2015

Palm Springs; Day 3

I gain weight just looking at food––so Mexican dinner last night didn’t help me in the swimsuit department;
I’m on vacation, I can eat what I want.
I was able tune out the nagging demands of my job for a few hour yesterday––and thanks to a late night work session, I knocked out a few things on my “to do” list for today.
Hopefully I’ll be able to release a bit more today. Perhaps an extra cocktail poolside will help me chill in the 110 degree heat.
Vacation ends tomorrow, I need to enjoy today!

Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Palm Springs; Day 2

God will give me what I need, when I need it.
[Repeat as often as necessary to enjoy my time on vacation.]

Monday, September 7, 2015

Palm Springs; Day 1

The heat seduces me into a coma;
Three weeks of sleepless nights have added to the cocktail.
I sit by the pool reading a book––trying not to focus on the work I need to get back to.
Even on vacation I make lists in my head: Enjoy the downtime, release, relax, when you get back to the room make sure to call... NO! stop it.
It usually takes a day to get into the groove.
Tomorrow I will worry less.

Sunday, September 6, 2015

I Hate Goodbye.

I hate saying goodbye.
Despite my usually positive outlook, saying goodbye always seems so definite.
The past three weeks have reminded me how quickly life can change, and now more than ever the word hovers as proof that you’re leaving and you may not ever see this person again.
I spent the past weeks bonding with my sister in a way I never thought possible.
We were always close growing up, but once we got to high school our lives started to head in different directions––we were becoming adults.
As adults, we saw one another on the big holidays and major life events, as you do when you live across the country from your family.
A terrible illness shutdown my sisters system, but it simultaneously revived our bond.
Thankfully she is almost entirely recovered, and our connection is reinvigorated.
I look forward to the next chapter in our relationship; regardless of time or distance my sister is forever in my heart and I will guard her eternally.
We may not be near each other every day, but she is with me and that brings me incredible peace of mind.

Saturday, September 5, 2015



Friday, September 4, 2015

Thursday, September 3, 2015

Wednesday, September 2, 2015

Walk On!

From stillness to mastering the staircase in under two weeks;
My sister continues to inspire me.
I can’t imagine the pain that she is working through right now––shrieking at 3AM with the inability to move.
Despite her agony she continues to fight and push herself to rehabilitate.
Today she walked from the physical therapy room all the way back to her room without a walker.
Progress is slow and steady.

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Raising Hell In Rehab

I’m back with my sister;
Raising hell in rehab!
She’s walking, talking, and sadly smoking again––but I guess that means she’s getting back to life as usual.
Her sassy eye rolls (and the circumstance for why she’s in her to begin with) aside, I’ve really enjoyed getting to reconnect with my sister.
As and adult I find it much easier to over look her flaws, as she has mine, in order to get to know who she really is and what she wants from life.
Life––a word that has taken on a new meaning for her.
We’re all so grateful she survived, now if she would just stop bossing me around... Yeah, like that will ever happen.

Monday, August 31, 2015

Jet Set

My heavy eyelids can hardly ease the burning dryness;
The lack of sleep is killing me.
Too many airline seats and hospital beds.
I’m happy to live a full life, I just don’t want to die from exhaustion.
It’s time for a break!

Sunday, August 30, 2015


A day off from life;
The couch, Netflix, food, my BFF.
I really needed this.

Saturday, August 29, 2015


The damage is done,
Words cut deep.
Actions reveal truth.
There isn’t a drug strong enough to dull the pain;
Or an apology so powerful it would heal the wound.
All we can do is move forward and allow time to ease the memories.

Friday, August 28, 2015

You Can Pick Your Friends...

The family dynamic is complex;
All of those sayings like "You can pick your friends..." "Blood is thicker than water." "Family is forever..." are not an excuse to behave however you want to family members.
I'm sad that my motives to help my sister recover have been perceived as selfish, especially by members of my own family—but then I have to remind myself that people project what the feel.
My sister knows my heart, even if my loved ones do not. I can't change their opinion of me (and I will always love them) but I can certainly change my  proximity.
I have opinions about them too, but it's for the best that I don't share them.

Thursday, August 27, 2015

A Trip To The ER

My sister is admitted into the ER after complaining all day of level—10 pain. (Personally I think it was exacerbated by the fact that our mom and our extended family decided to launch into attack mode.) Nevertheless, here we are in the ER brought by an ambulance—after a ton of runaround between nursing bays, Shiree and I sit in the hospital room. Shiree has to get blood drawn and while the RN inserts the IV—mom & dad leave the room for coffee. The second they leave Shiree says, "Isn't it so peaceful now that they're gone?" The nurse laughs and Shiree waits for my response, "Matt?" 
I say yes, mom has given me a headache all day, but she's here because she loves us.
Shiree says, "I know. That's why I'm trying to be nice."
There was nothing nice about today.

Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Plop Plop

My sister’s inability to have a bowel movement for four days had us all in agony, her from the pain and us from hearing her torture-level moans.  The nurse suggested a suppository, and after a lot of probing (literally) she finally caved.  Dad and I left the room for about fifteen minutes so that the head nurse and her night nurse could administer the waxy poop maker. Jennifer, her nurse, came out into the family area and assured us we could go back into the room.  She continued to inform us that the quicker-shitter-upper could take up to an hour to produce results, except that by the time that we had returned to the room, my sister was curled up in a ball squeezing her butt checks and clinging to the red emergency call rope.
We walked in and she said, “I got to go! NOW!”  I ran out laughing, and nearly shit my pants––it was a hilarious scene.  I ran to get the nurse, and in the meantime my dad asked, “Wasn’t that a pleasant experience?”  To which my sister responded, “The going in part wasn’t, but this next part might be!”  We burst into laughter and the nurses ran by with gloves and a bucket.  When you’re sick, there’s no difference between us and animals, shit is shit––and you don’t horse around with that.

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

A Step In The Right Direction

Her tired body fights to stand;
She’s working hard, but remains frustrated that her body hasn’t caught up with her mind.
Her wit and sarcasm are fully intact.
With a big smile she returns to her comfy lounge chair.
Time for a break before speech therapy.
Recovery doesn’t happen overnight––only in the movies.
Thankfully, the road ahead is promising.

Monday, August 24, 2015

Men Are Weak.

I agree with my sister––most men are weak.
It’s hard for guys to see the women they love in pain, yet every lady I know could march through a bullet-storm in hell to protect their men.
My sister is such a fighter; surviving cancer and every illness thrown her way.
Now if she could just build up an immunity to the people in her life who surround her with a cloud of negativity.
Her light will always conquer their weakness.

Sunday, August 23, 2015

Faith Triumphs

There will always be those naysayers who find reasons to doubt;
Their negative energy is damaging and counterproductive.
It’s my goal to shine light, positive energy, and contagious Faith––perseverance and God are stronger than any poison a dubious person can administer.
I’m confident that my sister will fight and overcome.

Saturday, August 22, 2015

Golden Moments

Spending my Saturday night watching The Golden Girls with my sister just like we used to do when we were kids.
We would huddle around the television set in the living room in our uncle’s house while our parents played cards in the kitchen; we snuck in for Oreo cookies and milk during commercial breaks––then quickly back into our TV splendor.
The show made us feel closer to our grandmas, even though we were a thousand miles away.
As adults The Golden Girls still serves as a memory of our grams, more importantly, it’s a reminder of the bond that we’ve shared our entire lives––as long as we have one another we can conquer anything.

Friday, August 21, 2015

Persistence Is Key

Pushing loved ones is never fun;
But necessary for recovery.
This process is painful for everyone,
But like everything in life persistence is key.

Thursday, August 20, 2015


My sister ate a popsicle on her own today;
A huge step on the road to recovery.
She smiled and said, “Cherry! Aren’t you going to eat?”
I said I would later.
She responded, “Won’t it go bad? Don’t you think you should eat it?”
Even when she’s sick, she stays thoughtful of others.
I sat and at a popsicle next to her like we did when we were kids.
She smiled at me––today, that was enough.

Tuesday, August 18, 2015


“Matthew Shaffer, enough!”
The words my sister sluggishly muttered to me today from her hospital bed.
Less lethargic, more lucid and responsive to questions.
Struggling with full sentences, but her phrases are sharp and to the point.
I love my little sister so much.
She is one tough cookie with a sweet and gooey inside, and she is going to make a full recovery; she’s a fighter!

Monday, August 17, 2015


My sister is brave and strong;
Even while sedated––she resists being told what to do.
Her willpower is no joke.
But she’ll still laugh when she passes gas,
And scream my name when I force her to wear her oxygen.
I love her so much.

Sunday, August 16, 2015

Faith and Family

Today my Faith was tested; I failed.
My sister is lying in a hospital bed, her body is weak.  Fever has rendered her incoherent and like families do, we took our fear out on each other.
Emotions run high, and unfortunately I said things I didn’t mean to say.
You can’t undo hurtful words––regardless of whether or not they are warranted.
I questioned God, not because my sister is ill, but because of my dads conviction that is in direct conflict of my belief.
Regardless, I love my dad and mom, and we all love my sister.  We have to do better to be kind, forgiving and Faithful.
Family is the most important thing to me, and I have to allow my actions to speak louder than my hurtful words.

Friday, August 14, 2015

The Fabulous Life of a Dancer

The more you drink,
The fatter you get;
Plus it’s really hard to wake up in the morning!
How do you say “no” to fabulous events with dancers and choreographers from around the world?
Answer: You don’t––you drink more and worry about it once the festival ends.

Thursday, August 13, 2015

Thank You

It’s a simple phrase, one which I’ve used a lot this week.
I’ve never felt such a genuine outpouring of support, praise, and admiration;
Teaching has always been something I’ve done as my “day job”.
It’s only now that I’m discovering that dancers and choreographers actually respect my approach to movement.
I’m overwhelmed with gratitude––when I wrote my book I had hoped that I might have an impact on someones dance career.
Working with dancers from around the world this week has single handedly reinvigorated my passion.
Thank you to all of the dancers, choreographers, and teachers who have reminded me that dance continues to be my pulse.
Let’s do this!

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Tap Jam In A Barn

Building rhythms,
Feet moving with precision,
Surgeon like execution!
The barn was alive with jazz music, tap percussionists, food, and wine.
Dancers United to share their stories.

Tuesday, August 11, 2015


After teaching full day of dance my body feels broken;
Regardless of how young I feel––I’m not twenty one anymore!

Monday, August 10, 2015

Just Dance

I’m always nervous working with new dancers.
You never know exactly what to expect.
Will they be talented?
Will they have technique?
Will they enjoy my choreography?
Will they learn something from me?
The minute I get into class, introduce myself and put the music on I relax and remember, oh right, they just love to dance as much as I do––that’s why they’re there.

Sunday, August 9, 2015

Dance United

Nine countries,
Three hundred dancers and choreographers,
Music, laughter, cross-cultural conversation, food, and wine;
A brilliant way to unite the world.

Saturday, August 8, 2015

This Is My Seat

If you don't care about your weight;
Why should I?
It's not my fault you don't fit in your seat—but you certainly don't get to take up half of mine.
#AmericanHealthCrisis #Obesity 

Friday, August 7, 2015


I've fired myself from creative writing.
Not because I have nothing to say—rather I'm too lazy to commit.

Thursday, August 6, 2015


Two days without words;
Slacking on my goals.
My mind needs rest, but I'm still on the go.
There's no excuse—creativity never sleeps.
I can do better.

Wednesday, August 5, 2015

Day Off

Repeat steps two and three;
Puppy cuddle time on the couch.

Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Just Keep Working.

When you focus on the work:
The end of the work day comes faster,
The results are greater,
And the opportunities for success are more abundant!

Monday, August 3, 2015

Skin and Bear It.

When I was in high school I spent hours in the bathroom following a strict skin care treatment plan in order to alleviate the sever acne triggered by closeted teenage stress.
As and adult I spend hours in the bathroom studying the lines in my face; I’ll take the lines over the acne any day!

Sunday, August 2, 2015


A.) Enjoy every adventure, seek balance, and live in the moment.
B.) Live in fear, doubt everything, and worry about the future.
It’s a tough decision... But I think I’m going to strive for option “A”.

Saturday, August 1, 2015


The excitement of meeting up with the cast and crew months later to watch the final product.
I'm full of nervous energy in anticipation of my performance on a big screen.
The first time my face pops up on screen, I relax.
It's so cool to see my ridiculous reaction right next to movie star Paul Rudd.
The years of hustling, hard work, and perseverance feel small next to my larger than life alter ego.
I love this business. It's important to acknowledged my feelings in moments like this; there's no telling when my next opportunity to shine will come, and I don't want to give up before it does.
Making it in Hollywood means never giving up.

Friday, July 31, 2015

Focus On The Work

Every overwhelming day starts with a list.
A concise plan which enable me to think clearly;
I begin with just one task.
As I continue to cross minuscule projects off the list,
I grow more confident in my progress and become conscious of my path.

Thursday, July 30, 2015

Wednesday, July 29, 2015

The End Of The Road...

Six weeks, five cities, seven book signings, twenty different clothing combinations, thirty five hundred entries, countless plays of “Dear Future Husband”, enough pizza to build a bridge to Rome and back, more alcohol than water, glitter, confetti, hotel beds, hotel bars, Netflix, late night adventures on a golf course, and almost no sleep…
The time has finally come––our 2015 season has officially ended.
The only thing left to do is party on a yacht!

Monday, July 27, 2015

Life Is An Adventure

Tonight I got lost on a golf course,
Danced with my crew,
Drank too much,
And walked into the wrong hotel room.
I can proudly report, I’m living an adventure.

Sunday, July 26, 2015

Random Thought

People who complain can be annoying.
I'm not complaining, I'm just stating the truth.

Saturday, July 25, 2015

Don't Judge A Book... Or A Person

I’m ready to admit when I wrong;
I judged a person based on others opinions.
My gram taught me when I was five years old, not to listen to what others say about a person; rather, form your own conclusion after spending time with them.
Following a candid conversation, I realize I made a mistake.
It happens about once every five years, so I might as well own up to it.

Friday, July 24, 2015

Life On Tour

Dancers travel in packs.
Like high school girls vying for Queen bitch.
Lining up at Southwest for our last national competition;
I’m so ready for a break from the #Drama.

Thursday, July 23, 2015

Take Action

The most difficult challenge on tour is staying productive.
Either you work, or you don’t have work.
Stay focused.  Don’t be a perfectionist.
Get the job done and move on.
Life is short; take action!

Wednesday, July 22, 2015

I Need A Shower

A shower can change my entire outlook on life;
For example, when I got back to my hotel room I was cranky, bitter, smelly person who spent all day talking.
Now I’m refreshed and ready for a cocktail.

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Deal With It

Some people are just born assholes;
You don’t always recognize them at first, well actually, yes you really do; the signs are there, you just ignore them.
Finally, their nasty personality and winning ego eventually get the best of you.
In that moment a switch goes off in my head that triggers me to ignore them with a huge smile.
That’s how I deal with it.

Monday, July 20, 2015

The Creative Process

Finding creative inspiration daily can be a daunting task.
I wake up each morning with the intent to grow as an artist, which often means spending hours online searching for inspiration.
On those lucky days where a politician has sparked outrage, an activist stirs emotion, or a celebrity is caught in a scandal I have plenty of motivation;
All the other days I’m stuck staring at the blank page (so to speak) for hours.
The point is that I remain focused on establishing creative habits.
The creative process is different for everyone, but the universal truth is if you don’t remain proactive your art will die a slow and bitter death.

Sunday, July 19, 2015

Life on Tour

I’m an adventurist.
Never one to shy away from an unearthed path; I seek adrenaline in discovering new heights––personally and professionally.
Working on the road is has been an endless journey in self-awareness and evolution.
I’ve spent the past twenty years traveling for my job.
It’s sounds glamorous––hotels, exotic locations, new cultures, food, fancy parties, everything you imagine exists.
However the setbacks come a with a laundry list as well.
When I was in my early twenties I savored waking up in a new city ready to learn, I racked up the frequent flyer miles, too.
Experiencing the world on someone else’s dollar is not a bad way to earn a living.
I learned how to communicate in foreign languages, make the most of ten hours in a new city, get lost in a cathedral, pack a carry-on for a fifteen day trip, find the perfect cup of coffee, and socialize with strangers. My time on the road has been well spent.
Now in my late thirties, I’m running out of steam. Flying all night, public transportation, missing workouts, no time to meditate, eating poorly, drinking until all hours of the night, lumpy hotel beds, and long nights away from my husband and puppies is taking its toll.
I’m ready for a new adventure: Fatherhood.
I’m an artist and I will always seek out new opportunities that push me from my comfort zone.  It’s time to create something bigger than me.
I’m at the fork in the road, and ready to try a new path.

Saturday, July 18, 2015


Stand in the line that serpentines around terminal 7 for coffee from Coffee Bean & Tea Leaf? 
Go without coffee on this 6 a.m. flight? 
I think you know my answer...

Friday, July 17, 2015

Another Life Lesson

Despite your greatest effort and dedication;
Some days you just drop the ball.
Build a bridge and get over it.

Thursday, July 16, 2015

Cartoon Thursday

If it wasn’t already complexity evident by my chosen profession;
I’m a grown up kid.
And because I work on the weekends, I have to find time for cartoon watching.
[Enter Netflix]
Scrolling through my cue:
Archer, American Dad, Family Guy, Scooby-Doo––get the picture?
Animation Nation.

Wednesday, July 15, 2015

LA Poem

Meetings, meetings, meetings;
And a pool.
Life in LA is always cool.

Tuesday, July 14, 2015

Ikea: Food For Thought

I went to Ikea for some inexpensive frames,
And walked out with two turkey hotdogs, potatoes chips, and a soda;
There’s just something about cheap, Swedish meat.

Monday, July 13, 2015

Open Letter To An Annoying Starbucks Customer

Dear Cranky Starbucks Lady,

Thank you for your unsolicited insight; I don’t give a shit what you think.
P.S. Starting a conversation with, this is none of my business and I don’t care, but... Clearly means you care.

That guy who ignored your request and smiled instead of telling you to F_ck Off!

Sunday, July 12, 2015

Love and Marriage

Twelve years together;
Two years legally recognized by the state of California.
Now, officially acknowledge across the United States.
As a kid I dreamed of being married with children.
(I also dreamed of being rich and famous.) Both are a work in progress.
Earlier in my life I struggled to accept that I was gay, it meant giving up on a committed relationship and raising a family.
Thankfully (and at the exact right time in my life) I found a man who would inspire me, challenge me, support me, and validate me; all while making me laugh.
I believe in God for the very reason that He lead me to my dreams––despite the fact that they look a little different than the “normal” I grew up believing in.
Love comes in many different packages, mine although not perfect, is still the best gift I’ve ever received.

Saturday, July 11, 2015


When you’re laying on your couch watching a marathon of KeepIng Up With The Kardashian’s instead of writing.
Positive: I get to cuddle with my puppies and catch up on some much needed brain downtime.
Negative: It’s a beautiful day outside and I could be at our pool, or at the very least working on one of the forty creative projects I’d like to finish this century.
But life is short, and in an effort to strike a balance between overachieving and turning into a fat, lazy, couch-potato, I’m struggling to live in this moment; on the couch.

Friday, July 10, 2015

The RealiTV Is...

As an artist who sacrificed almost every waking hour from third grade through high school to train, study, and perform––so that I could spend my life as a performer, I’m embarrassed to admit:
I am addicted to Reality TV.
It’s mindless and outrageous content that makes me feel a little bit better about my life.
Jeff and I have spent the last five years mocking Reality TV with our digital short parodies, but since the launch of my book we’ve been too busy to produce more content, so I think I’m going through full withdrawal.
During the past six months on tour I’ve consumed more trashy, scandalous, Kardashianesque crap than ever before.
And the RealiTV is I’m just disgusted with myself.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to have a conversation with Bethenny.

Thursday, July 9, 2015

Wednesday, July 8, 2015


The industry I’m in requires me to maintain a “healthy” (bone thin) frame;
And every meeting, function, and event that I’m required to attend serves a ton of food!

Tuesday, July 7, 2015

Monday, July 6, 2015


I’m over eating!
No, seriously I’m overeating and I’ve reached a point where I can’t even look at food without getting sick.
I never thought I’d live to see this day.
Let the juice cleans begin!

Sunday, July 5, 2015

The Perfect Storm

I’ve always heard that “luck” is when preparation meets opportunity.
After twenty years of nonstop hustling in the entertainment industry––I have a much better appreciation for the phrase.
The truth is no matter how much you prepare or how hard you work you can’t force the opportunity.
I’ve enjoyed my fair share of victories; similarly, I’ve experienced devastating setbacks.
I’m an all-or-nothing kind of guy, so I invest all of my emotion and creativity into every project with the hope of success.  In doing so, I can look back on a lifetime of fun adventures and mini-dreams coming true.
When I set out to write a book, I imagined it on bookshelves in Barnes & Noble. I had no idea how it would happen, but I focused on writing a story I’d want to read, and I didn’t worry about anything else.
My finished manuscript sat on a shelf (or rather a folder on my Mac) for two years before the opportunity to sell it came along.
There were a few false starts, but it wasn’t until my partner and I created forty digital short videos, three television pilots, and I was performing on a TV show that a publisher took interest.
It was the perfect storm. Preparation meeting opportunity.
When the student is ready, the teacher appears.
I have to remind myself of that every day.  We always want every project we invest in to be a raging success; it’s only when the creator and project are certain for success that the opportunity appears.

Friday, July 3, 2015

Wake Up Call

The moment you wake up from a comfortable sleep with passion and determination; the very same motivation that inspired your last big idea––finally after months of overeating, negative thinking, and lack of Faith.
It’s time!

Wednesday, July 1, 2015


My struggle with cookies goes something like this:
I don’t need it, so I’m not going to eat it.
Okay, just one.  It’s small and once I have the taste in my mouth I want crave it anymore.
[Five minutes later]
One more won’t hurt––I ate a light lunch and dinner is a few hours away.
[2 hours and a whole bag of cookies later]
I can’t believe I ate the whole bag of cookies and I’m still hungry.]
[After dinner]
I wish I had dessert!

Tuesday, June 30, 2015

Hustle, It's Your Day Off!

Today is my day off;
Which means I only have three conference calls,
Two classes,
15 emails,
and 4 social media posts to finish before I get to spend some time with friends at the pool.
Hustle, the life of an artist in the entertainment industry.

Sunday, June 28, 2015

Pep Talk

Some days you just need a good pep talk;
Life is too short to give a shit what anyone else thinks.
Follow your passion and stay focused.
Face negative energy with a positive action.
Don’t give up!

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Family Ties

The conversations I have with my sister now versus when we were growing up is night and day.
The fights, name calling, and competition has been replaced with love, respect, and support.
I feel blessed to have a friendship with such a strong woman.
I’m impressed with her wit and intelligence, and her ability to listen and offer thoughtful feedback is appreciated.
She knows me, accepts me, values me, and encourages me––which is inspiring from a little sister.
Our evolution has been a constant work in progress, and I’m grateful for her willingness to continue to build our relationship.
You can’t choose your family, but you can choose how to communicate with them; I’m lucky to have a sister who’s ready to participate!

Friday, June 26, 2015


A rainbow sea of love and support;
I was reminded today that light and love win over fear and darkness.
As a teenager I struggled and ultimately condemned myself to live a lie.
Thankfully, over time and support from friends and family, I found the authentic me.
I had accepted that I could follow my dreams and love who I want; but would never be married.
Two years ago in California, I provide myself wrong––after 11 years of unconditional love, support, and creativity I was married to my best friend.
Today, everyone in this country, regardless of race, religion, or sexual orientation, can experience the joy and safety of equality.
Love is love and marriage is marriage.

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

The Glamorous Life

Running on fumes.
Life on the road keeps me out of shape, eating poorly, and up too late.
I need to set boundaries.
I also need to scale back on some of the impossible goals I set for myself.
It’s a delicate balance, and right now, I’ve got to engage my center and pull up on a full relevé!

Monday, June 22, 2015

Dancer Body...

There’s not enough Advil in the world to relax my body.
Time for a long meditation, relaxing floor stretch, and a long hot bath.

Sunday, June 21, 2015

Book Signing

What if no one shows;
Ego vs. Faith.
I love talking to a group of people about the entertainment industry.
Friends come to support;
Small but mighty.
I have a book in Barnes & Noble;
I should consider that a victory.
Everything else is just icing on the cake.

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Disney Coffee Taste Better...

Well, not really—but it should; 
I just spent $4.95 for an iced coffee.
No fancy business, just the beans!
The Mouse understands capitalism better than anyone else!

Wednesday, June 17, 2015


People who still don't know how to proceed through the TSA line fall in the same category as those who think it's okay to get on an elevator before allowing people to get off.

Tuesday, June 16, 2015

Monday, June 15, 2015


I love doing laundry;
Primarily because it's a reminder that I have a washing machine in my home—which is huge.
I'm a grown up now.

Sunday, June 14, 2015


My favorite way to fall asleep:
Reruns of The West Wing on Netflix.
TV on demand, online!

Saturday, June 13, 2015

Family Time

Early wake-up call;
I have to find time for my family.
A quick walk to Starbucks—two puppies and my bug.
These moments are the most important part of my day, and the greatest aspect of my life.

Friday, June 12, 2015

Two Dogs, One Lap.

The struggle is real;
The Shih Tzu wants to cuddle,
The Yorkie wants all the attention,
I want a blanket to keep me warm while I write my blog post.
Only one will win—right now the Yorkie is the princess in the lead!

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Wednesday, June 10, 2015

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Floor Bed

Laying on a pile of down-filled blankets and pillows, cuddling with puppies watching movies;
An excellent way to spend a rainy day off!

Saturday, June 6, 2015


My emotions are on high alert;
I cried on an airplane for forty minutes last night.
There was no reason really––a song played on my iPhone, and I just started balling.
Flashbacks to childhood dreams lead to a self-evalutaion:
What I’ve achieved,
Who I’ve lost,
How much I’ve sacrificed.
I make choices that I believe will lead me to the best version of myself possible.
Only when I look back at the end of my life, will I know if it was all worth it.

Friday, June 5, 2015


When you stop hating yourself––you start loving yourself;
And that’s the first step in succeeding in life.

Thursday, June 4, 2015

Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Doggy Dreaming

Snuggled up in a warm bed;
Maybe I’ll get up for food, or maybe I’ll stay right here and stretch.
Long walks, lap time, and belly rubs.
Endless amounts of cookies and treats.
Someone who cleans up after my every move;
I wish I had my dogs life!

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

Let Go and Go Get It!

In an effort to reduce stress and enjoy a more balanced life,
I’ve decided I’m not going to rage today.
Yes, I want to go off on the lack of productivity I’ve received from people whom I entrusted with my career––but the simple truth remains;
NO ONE will ever work as hard as me on my behalf.
So, the negative energy is gone, and I’m ready to move on!

Sunday, May 31, 2015

Saturday, May 30, 2015

Thursday, May 28, 2015

That's Life

The minute you allow yourself to feel excitement for getting caught up,
Something happens causing a three hundred dollar meltdown.
I should be used to it at this point, but I don’t think we’re ever prepared for the sudden punch to our gut!
That’s life... or so “they” say.

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Broke Down

The feeling of having a nervous breakdown when your car stalls in the middle of rush hour.

Monday, May 25, 2015

Weekend Warrior

Work, promote, play!
I love a weekend where I get paid to have fun.
Critiquing dancers, signing books at Barnes & Noble,
And best of all––spending a fabulous evening with my aunt!
My life has been filled with laughter, love, adventure and encouragement in large part because of her, and I last night was no exception!
Thankfully not everything stays in Vegas... I’m bringing my light up hat and a few bucks back with me this trip!

Sunday, May 24, 2015

The Glass is Spilling Over.

Expecting to be disappointed will guarantee a success at being disappointed.
Maintaining a positive outlook on life is not always easy, however it usually assures a more meaningful, joyous path to victory.
Setbacks, roadblocks, and negative people will prove frustrating––despite those obstacles we still have the opportunity to remain confident and trust in our optimistic point of view.
It might be perceived as naive, but I have no problem smiling while others are judging me.

Saturday, May 23, 2015

Six Word Essay on my Body

I need to love it more!