Once Upon a Time...

There was a fiesty young girl named Sasha Rayfield Borax. Ever since I can remember, I transform on a night of a full moon. As a ten year old, I would wake up in the middle of my slumber, at around 10 pm, and literally sprint up and down the hallway into my parents room and scream like a maniac flailing my arms around screaming, "I can't sleep! I wanna play with Rocky! I can't sleep! I want ice cream!" and other things of that nature. I was and still am... a crazy kid. To this day, every night on a full moon, I feel this strange energy come over me. I am easily excitable, loud, impulsive, and even obnoxious. I'd like to believe I was a wolf in a past life. Maybe because of my current obsession with the HBO hit series True Blood. Previously mentioned and pictured to the left, Rocky, better known as "Doob," is my miniature Labradoodle puppy dog. I am dog-gon crazy about (pun most certainly intended). He is my first and only dog, and even though I hate to say it, I'm excited to move back home to Randolph, New Jersey to be his friend again. He doesn't seem to like me as much as he used to, probably because I have neglected him for the past three years having been trapped by the ball and chain that is my academic life up here in Burlington, Vermont.

(photo taken by me, Jan. 2010)

Moving right along... I love photography. Food photography, nature photography, portrait photography, everything. I am in the process of making an online portfolio. Unfortunately I can't link you to it just yet, but here is one of the photos I did in a photo shoot for a local pasta sauce company, Dell'Amore. (Photo taken by me, Mar. 2010)

I also love comedy. Comedy movies, stand up comedians, SNL, so on and so forth. Here's a link to one of my favorite comedians, Jim Gaffigan, on the rationale behind holiday traditions...