More than fifty years ago, my mother’s father went to a dance. Back then that was how you met people. The room was divided into two sides. The guys were standing near one wall, and the girls were at the other. In the middle were a few couples dancing, but more prominent was the wide…

People keep asking for it and I keep meaning to do it, but then we always seem to be in a rush before leaving a country and we don’t have time to video me packing my bag. Japan was a little different, so we finally got it done. Unfortunately Todd’s real video camera is broken…

This is something I’ve been wondering about recently, and I’m very interested in people’s (in depth?) responses. I have a billion things to work on, and a billion things that other people do better than me, so this isn’t meant to be a “look how great I am” post (like every other post on this…

Just over a year ago I was in this same place. It’s a short and touristy row of shops leading up to a temple in Asakusa, Japan. Last time I was here it was my first time in Japan, which meant that I was so enthralled with being there that I didn’t realize what a…

Something strange has been happening to me over the past year or so. I haven’t written much about it because I’m almost in denial that it’s happening. I’m caring far less about money. This is scary to admit. A lot of my identity, at least internally, is based around the desire and eventuality that I…

When I was ten I went to a Christian summer camp called Camp Calumet. We stayed in cabins with our counselors and a dozen other kids. By a stroke of luck my best friend Ryan and I ended up in the cabin with the cool counselors. I don’t remember either of their names, or even…