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- I was born in Puerto Rico. Please pronounce it, "Puelto Lico". We murder Spanish proudly.
 
- My first job was as a truck and forklift mechanic with my father. After about 2 months of arguments and the biggest farmer tan you've ever seen, I realized that dealing with grease, the Caribbean sun, and a twenty-five-pound sledgehammer wasn't for me.
 
- Then I worked maintenance at a burger packing factory for $4.25 per hr. Meat would be processed all day and the remains would wash down a sewer that needed to be cleaned daily. Between the smell and the flies, I really missed that sledgehammer.
 
- Michael Jordan was my favorite basketball player growing up.  One time my coach told my mom, "Your son dribbles down the court just like Jordan, but then shoots like Christian".
 
- In high school, my nickname was "pollo". Was it because I love chicken? Maybe it was short for my last name? I like to think it's because of my handsome looks. Wink, wink.  *pollo-slang term used among Hispanics for a good looking guy or girl.  
 
- A tattoo of Yosemite Sam sits on my left calf. HIs holding up a peace sign and drinking a beer. It seemed like a great idea when I was 17.

- I've moved 67 times in my life. People hear this they don't believe it. That's when I tell them to call me next time they move. I'll show them why U-haul got their name from me.
 
- My close friends say that I’m loud. New Yorker's don’t seem to mind.

- "I can't believe I'm getting paid to do this". That's how I feel everyday working as a creative.

- "Are you related to Jackson Pollock"? The answer to that is, it all depends on who’s asking.