I love my neighborhood. It’s families and college students and people with dogs and ice cream trucks. I have trains on either side of my apartment, beautiful views of the sunset from atop the hill, and the neighborhood is peppered with great little parks. They’re great to me at least. One such park is across […]Read more "I Was Hit in the Face Tonight"
I love where I live. In a broad sense, I love New York City more than anywhere else in the world with the possible exception of the Enchanted Tiki Room at Disneyland. This place just does things for me. New things, all the time. It’s addictive in that way. In a more local sense, I […]Read more "Green Sticker on A Dead Man’s Door"
Sunday began not unlike any other day I’ve flown from here to there. My phone was charged, my mid-flight book was readily accessible in my backpack, and my bottle of water was filled. I’d spent the previous three days in Los Angeles with my friends and my other half, having the best time doing nothing […]Read more "A Really Big Hiccup"
I’m a dog owner. That’s a relatively new moniker for me but within the past couple months, I’ve become a dog owner. There’s a cute quip to make here about how I thought I was adopting a dog but really the dog was adopting me, or perhaps about how I thought I was changing his […]Read more "“I’m not even mad. That’s amazing.”"