I Become A Chameleon For Wherever I

Everyone I Love I Pay.

I'm Fortunate To Know A Lot Of Incredibly Talented People, And They All Want To Be A Penguin.

Nobody Can Tell Me What I Can Or Can't Do, Except They Can.

Apparently My Street Has A Leaf Blower Gang Who Tag Team All Day, So The Sounds Of The Leaf Blower Are Forever Blowing From Dawn To Dusk.

Beautiful Clear Day In Beverly Hills. The Sweet Smell Of Botox Is In The Air.