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No words can express the fracture in my heart. No time can heal the loss of your smile.

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I can't write this without crying.  I feel a whole new level of pain that I have never experienced before. Its surreal and I am still in shock.  When I got the call on Sunday night, I felt my heart sink to new depths.  As it sits now, my cousin Jake is no longer with me and that is a hard pill to swallow. He was my little brother in a sense.
It all started in 2007.  I had just come out of a bad break up with a girl I was engaged to for 4 years that couldn't commit. I had to make the decision for both of us because there was nothing left to do.  She moved out in December of 2006.  I started singleness in 2007.  I was on wellbutrin and had been taking it for a number of years to help with the depression of my divorce and my father's death.  I finally decided I was done with that shit.  I quit cold turkey.
I phased my life out of the bike shop around March of 2007 as I was getting lots of work in the event space.  It was good for me to travel but I had to leave my kitties to th…

Opinion Piece: Making your life yours

Mark Manson Crushed it with his THE FEAR OF MISSING OUT: OR HOW I LEARNED TO STOP WORRYING AND LOVE INSTAGRAM.  If you haven't had a chance to read it or you don't follow him, do both. He is a gifted writer and seems to write articles exactly when I need to read them. Aside from growing a mullet, drinking beer in a fold up chair, or drinking jack daniels "Leaving Las Vegas" Style, he is definitely a breath of fresh air and a source of my sanity.

A few weeks ago I gave up social media. Completely.  No Facebook, No Instagram, No Snapchat, No Tumblr, No Twitter...nada.  The only social I will be doing is old fashioned phone calls and writing in my blog (aka my journal). I always had this fear that I was missing out on something. I would see cute little families with their perfect post, or I would see these amazing vacation photos and think "Man I wish my life was that good".  This happened every single fucking day.  It was like a religion.  I would wake up and…

Amazing people on my journey: Cassie Frye

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It's was a somber day in the Bordes car yesterday. It was hard to drive yesterday morning without breaking into tears every 10 minutes.  One of my very close friends, Erik lost the love of his life. Words can't really describe what I'm feeling it's a painful yet joyful experience. Joyful in the sense that the person is no longer in pain but painful in that this person is no longer with us.

We go through life thinking that it's forever oftentimes stressing reading about this bill that bill or where we're going to be living in 6 months for what vacation we're going to take next year when in truth we need to be living for this moment and only this moment. There is no other moment.

I've known Erik since I was about 22 years old. I dated his babysitter for several months after a bad breakup.  I never knew if Erik hated me for so many years because I unplugged his nintendo when he had the highest score ever on a video game.  Erik ended up becoming really good…

Amazing People On My Journey: Javier Cazares

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So a few years ago I decided to write about the amazing people I have met along this journey.  So far I have failed miserably.  I haven't been putting my self out there enough.  I got caught up in life and started thinking I could "make a difference" rather than just enjoying and appreciating the ride and drinking in this consciousness like a fine wine or tasting it like a delicious asiago garlic pasta.

This weekend I had the opportunity to meet Javier Cazares.  As many of you know I am amazing friends with Sean Toohey (Tooheys Ties) and have been for sometime.  He came into my life around 2012/13 and I can honestly say I love him so much.  His energy, his story, and who he has become since I met him. Not one thing about him is fake and since the day I have met him, I love his hustle.

This weekend he introduced me to Javier (facebook and instagram).  I put those links there for a reason...follow him. 

I didn't know what to expect when I drove up to Burbank on Friday…

Becoming a minimalist again

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I have pretty much been a minimalist but I want to outline some steps if you were thinking about doing this.  Many people have asked me how to do it and I will share some of my steps here. It is very liberating and very relaxing. In this article I am going to limit the topic to if you are single. Next week I will talk about ways to become a minimalist if you are in a relationship.


Sell everything you own that doesn't own you
This is a tough one but a must.  What I have found is that stuff that you own, really owns you.  I mean that it has some sentimental value to you and that is why you don't want to get rid of it.  (My grandma bought me that, my dad gave that to me before he passed, my ex bought me that a year before we broke up).  You hold onto it because it has some "meaning" to you.  The fear that many people have is that if you get rid of those things in your life, your life will have less meaning and nothing could be further from the truth. Its the things that…

Screw back up plans

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Yes I said it.  Yes I have had quite a few unsuccessful ventures and I have recently started reading blogs that suggest backup plans.  I don't agree and I will tell you why.

When you have a back up plan you have an "oh shit that didn't work and I have to do something about it". Its like whatever it is going on in your life is going to fail or stop being at some point. Newsflash: You are correct!  NOTHING lasts forever. Your job, your marriage, your income stream, your family and most certainly not your startup or your job.  For those of you wishing to go back to the old days, its not going to happen.  The age of chivalry is dying and the startup that you create will be dead within 10-15 years.  We don't live in our parents or grandparents economy. Hell the way we communicate is changing. See example below and try and decipher what I am saying to you

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Did you figure it out yet.  If so, please pat yourself …