• The Point of No Return is a Good Place to Be

    The Point of No Return is a Good Place to Be

    I now know better than to estimate the time moped projects will take. A quick half hour job turns into a frustrating afternoon after just one or two minor speedbumps. And that’s what happened today. One of my tires went flat last week, but instead of just replacing the tube, I ended up buying new…

  • (Not) Overcoming Narcissism

    (Not) Overcoming Narcissism

    I spent yesterday with my family from Vermont. I rarely visit them, because Vermont is out of the way and doesn’t seem very exciting, but then every time I spend time with them I remind myself how much I enjoy it and how I should go back soon. While I was in Vermont I finished…

  • Calories, Talent, Marriage.

    Calories, Talent, Marriage.

    By the title of the post, you might think this about to be some amazingly woven story of how restricting my calories helped me build talent and thus get married. Nope. It’s just a post about a few really good books I’ve read recently. Good Calories, Bad Calories Good Calories, Bad Calories, by Gary Taubes…

  • Finishing up All You Can Jet

    Finishing up All You Can Jet

    The last few legs of my JetBlue All-You-Can-Jet month should be enjoyable but uneventful (at least as far as blog-worthy stories go), so it’s about time to share my thoughts on it, and a few stories from the month. Soccer in Bogota The highlight of the trip was, of course, Bogota, Colombia. I’ve been wanting…

  • The Most Minimalist Shoes in Existence

    The Most Minimalist Shoes in Existence

    I had a bit of a love affair with the Vibram Five Fingers. Todd got a pair right before we headed to Tokyo on Life Nomadic 2008, and I was jealous the whole time. Near the end of the trip Vibram graciously sent me a pair (intentionally delayed until after the running of the bulls,…

  • Fluidity of Identity

    Fluidity of Identity

    When I lost my sequined hat, which I wore nearly every day for three years, I felt out of place. I was the guy who wore the sequined hat, and now part of my identity was most likely in the hands of an unscrupulous backpacker in Panama. But really, I had been getting sick of…

  • Who You Are (a.k.a. My Target Audience)

    Who You Are (a.k.a. My Target Audience)

    A couple weeks ago I asked you to take another survey, this time sharing details about who you are as a person. This was borne from a conversation between some blogger friends who discussed the importance of knowing who your audience is. While optimistic, a lingering worry in the back of my head was that…

  • Run, Don’t Walk

    Run, Don’t Walk

    I don’t walk much anymore. I run. If you were to follow me around all week, you’d probably interpret the rush to mean that I’m the most tardy person on planet earth. But that’s not why I run, except today when I almost missed my flight. I run because it’s better than walking. I didn’t…

  • Living Your Life with Full Integrity

    Living Your Life with Full Integrity

    When I’m staring into space trying to think of something to write about– as I am now– often ideas come across my mind that strike me as so obvious and commonplace that they aren’t worth discussing. When I first started writing I had twenty-something years of built up stories, adventures, and lessons to share, but…

  • My Experience at Burning Man 2010

    My Experience at Burning Man 2010

    I once went to a B.B. King concert, not because I’d ever owned a single song of his or had any familiarity with his music or his genre, but because I knew he was the best at what he did. In that same vein, I’ve always wanted to experience Burning Man, not because I care…