If you happen to follow me on Twitter, I’m sorry. You did that to yourself. If you’re not following me on Twitter, you can do so by clicking here. And then do some catching up. I’ll wait. My poor Twitter follows have been witness to my newfound obsession with Taylor Swift’s Reputation Stadium Tour which
Yes. I’m a 31 year old man who will gladly admit that he dances around his house singing along to Taylor Swift. Here’s the thing. We all do it. If you don’t admit to it, you’re either too grown up to have fun or have lost the sense of wonder and imagination that life is
I think the hardest thing about being an adult, sitting here, watching a movie with my friends in my living room, is pretending that I wasn’t dancing around like an idiot to Taylor Swift, like, ten minutes before they got here…
So I’m fairly certain I just met my soulmate, in a manner of speaking… I was at a stoplight not too long ago and was totally jamming out to a killer Taylor Swift mash-up (it’s Bad Blood mashed with Never Getting Back Together… here it is… you’re welcome). Anyway, I’m at the stoplight waiting to
