It's just me yo.
No, really. THIS is how I do it.I think about a lot of random stuff and I like to write it down. I believe in a lot of things and I think an equal amount of stuff is total crap. I am a cynical optimist. I am real. I like synchronicity and idiosyncrasy. My brain works quickly, which does not guarantee accuracy but is not A.D.D. Usually my mouth works even more quickly. I thought being really tall and living in Asia was pretty cool; but I am super glad to be back in California now. I want to be happy, bendy and satisfied... Because really, who wouldn't?
Tag Archives: Travel
San Francisco in the summer has a rather infamous legacy. The most well-known, and consistently mis-credited sentiment to this is that “the coldest winter I/he/she ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.” Mark Twain did not say this. No … Continue reading
Location (n): a place of settlement, activity, or residence; a place or situation occupied. In teaching the notion of location and its importance, geographically speaking or otherwise, there are two distinct interpretations of location: the absolute and the relative. Within these two, the absolute location is finite and equally accessible to anyone with the … Continue reading
I flew home via Reno last Sunday and had a bit of a layover. Landing midday, I was shocked how deathly quiet the airport was; SeaTac had been bustling in the morning and I would have thought weekenders would have … Continue reading
Norah: Are you sad that we missed it? Nick: We didn’t miss it. This *is* it. Live music has a very special appeal to me. Always has. As such it is very hard for me to pass up opportunities to … Continue reading
Rollin’ down Imperial Highway With a big nasty redhead at my side Santa Ana winds blowin’ hot from the north And we was born to ride… I was considering going to LA a few weeks back. Then some shit happened. … Continue reading
Everyone has baggage. Some people call it luggage. Some people call it issues. Some people get Freudian on you and what they make of it is completely frightening. When I took my suitcase out the other day to pack for … Continue reading