It was a busy weekend. This weekend I refused to get sucked into anyone’s Jerry-Springer-drama (be it the twenty-something’s ‘crisis’ [can you say ‘vomited for 2 whole hours’?] or a co-worker’s overload tantrum) … Did that make me come off as uncaring? Maybe. But here’s what I saw: A heart rate climb to 195+ beats …
Clayton Hill Studio 