Ahhhh i love Detroit.
It’s affordable, weed is legal, and she’s got a great food and music scene.
There’s a loft I like to rent, where I can enjoy my pot treasures with my tunes playing, and I stare out at the city. Read More
I flew to Fort Lauderdale on a whim back in April. I just needed to feel warm and smell the ocean.
Lots of alone time, erratic hours, and excellent conversations with strangers. and sunburn. Read More
Photos from a relatively rainy trip to San Francisco
Some thoughts on finding my inner child.
Then giving the kid the keys, some self-confidence, and a lighter. Read More
The progressive evolution of our marriage, and my unrelenting hunger for knowledge.
My words are paired with rainy photos taken of Alex and I last spring in West Virginia.
All portraits are taken by the incredibly talented Dana Ratica. Read More
Vegas, making new friends, and creatives that are way more interesting than I am.
and to be fair to myself, I’m on my path to see every corner of this weird world. Read More
This puppy is about phone anxiety and karma.
It’s about learning to forgive everybody, including myself.
and a bunch of photos from Toronto in 2015 with regretful edits. Read More
I had a couple of things to take care in Seattle, and I’ve been missing my girl Gwen something fierce, so I took a quick trip across the states.
While I was in Washington, I shot down I-5 to Kelso to visit my Uncle, and add a couple things on my “learn how to do” list. Read More
I flew into Phoenix, and floored it to the Grand Canyon just in time for sunset. Once the sun checked out, I continued north towards Utah.
I had the (almost) full moon shining through the pines to my left and small controlled fires to my right.
I will never forget this life changing 30 minutes. I was exhausted and starving, but so freaking happy. And that set the tempo for the entire trip. Read More
I’ve been drawn to Joshua Tree for a long time.
In truth, I’m still seeking my Dad as a person, to his soul.
I lost him just as he started showing me his secret files. You know, the good stories, the trouble, the “Don’t tell Mom I told you this.” Frankly, I was also starting to show him my cards. I was finally getting honest advice because I started to include the details.
It became clear I’m like him, from mischief to music, our coffee and height. So to know more about him is to know more about myself. Read More
