Journalist. Gambling media Expert. Healthy Chef. Brand Influencer.

I'm always looking for creative new projects in various fields to sink my teeth into. My latest endeavor is designing a website dedicated to the hot new live casino game Mega Ball.
For those unfamiliar, Mega Ball infuses the thrill of lottery-style number draws and lively game shows with classic bingo excitement. Players can multiply winnings by up to 100x during bonus rounds featuring the titular Mega Ball. With colorful graphics and an infectious energy, it's no wonder Mega Ball is catching on at casinos and online around the world.
I'm leveraging my background in media and entertainment to build a vibrant, engaging fan site for this emerging game. The site will feature Mega Ball news and updates, behind-the-scenes developer interviews, game strategy guides, real winner stories, and more. My vision is to make it the #1 internet hotspot for all things Mega Ball.
With the project still in its early phases, I look forward to sharing more details down the line. As a leader in cooking, broadcasting, journalism, and gambling critique, I believe I have the unique blend of expertise to create something truly special for Mega Ball lovers. This has the makings of being my most exciting endeavor yet!
This is one of those dishes that save me anytime I have unexpected company. Not only is it easy and quick to make, but it is also nutritious and riquísimo! By the way, quinoa dates back to the Inca civilization and stands alone as a complete protein source, unusual among food plants. No wonder the Incas called it “the mother of all grains.”
As new COVID-19 cases are being reported around the nation, I want to share with you the lessons I learned this summer.
My growing anxiety became global, underneath my denial of the pandemic. It was still winter, so the days were gloomy and cold. New York became the epicenter of the pandemic at this time, and the city was becoming a ghost town.
“It has been 30 days, 720 hours, and countless painful and difficult minutes to get to where I am.”
I lived most of my childhood in a cookie-cutter house in one of the blandest, most non-descript, middle-class suburbs in all of San Juan, Puerto Rico. There were doors that led to nowhere and windows forever closed. Fast forward, and here I am, actually on the dance floor enlivening through movements those lyrics I remember so well, as I moved to this pulsating, dramatic rhythm.