My mom was in town, so we took the niece and nephew to the California Science Center. It’s located right next to USC, where they’ve fittingly made committing NCAA recruiting violations a science.
It’s summer hiatus, and auditions are so scarce I’m thinking about putting this thermal TV image of me on my résumé.
For just two bucks, you can experience what people in Florida give up their entire double-wides to have.
New mission in life: find the kid who’s responsible for them keeping a life preserver next to the big open aquarium, and make him my new BFF. He’s gotta be LeBron crazy.
Really? Really??
They didn’t have an autograph book, so I made due.