{angused}

.... and sometimes I feel that you don't know me at all.

{EverythingKnown}

Dear Lucky,
Don't ever let go.
Hot sauce should always be on your grocery list, because to him it's like ketchup.
Music is his weakness, his lifeline, his world, no matter how much he says he loves you.
He's a collector of sorts so watch out, those magazines and records can pile up fast.
His closet is ridiculously organized.
A tie for him, is suitable for any occasion.
Winter makes him sad, usually.
He doesn't function without coffee, and he never hears his alarm.
He'll tell you things are fine when they aren't, but you can always get the truth out of him if you play with his hair.
No matter how much his mom bugs him, he would do anything in the world for her, and knows, she is pretty much, ALWAYS, right.
He'd rather be with people than alone,
Cold rather than hot,
and naked rather than clothed.
He is yours, and you're the one, he just won't admit it yet.

- Eternity

Haiti Concert

I am hosting a benefit for Haiti, on February 13th 2010, at the Mansion House.

These people have nothing, and every day that goes by, every coffee I purchase, every sandwich I eat, every bath I take, I think about the people that don't get that luxury, and right now all of Haiti needs our help.