Time and time again…
All those “I heart NY” shirts, Halal carts, pervasive taxi’s, sky scrapers, and Times Square. Wall Street. All things New York. But after you’ve been here a few times, you…
The center of the known world…
And despite everything, New York will always be there. In all of its extraordinary glory. Travel to London, Paris, Dubai… still… all the others seem to pale in comparison to…
Shift the course of things…
Okay, I know I’ve got two photos of screens in the last week or so… …but this is kind of a big deal. This is sort of a big deal.…
Madman’s domain…
Ridiculous. The thing that has been occupying me for weeks now. A book. Making a book. Its about Haiti. But… the reason I’ve been so involved in the process, I…
Of the death and dying…
I’m not a morbid or overly melodramatic person. I don’t typically do posts on doom and gloom stuff… but I went to a funeral today. Might get all of them…
What happened to this year… in review.
If 2010 was a cookie being baked to the exact right moment, I might have already taken it out of the oven to simmer on its own just a little…
Drone…
It seems I’m on the road a lot these days… but its rare that I am the one being driven somewhere. Like old times… parents driving, kids in the back…
A road too close…
“I planted these trees from an acorn,” said my great uncle, Joseph. “It was the year that every single tree I planted came up. I knew they would!” “I planted…
Things you remember…
…no matter if you gripe and whine about doing the thing. Dad brings down the Christmas ornaments. Mom takes them out of the box. Hailey (my sister) has her side…
Return to sender…
Fascinating to leave a place again that I have left many times already. Not just leaving it with an intention of going back… actually leaving it – without any intention…
Speaking of brotherly love…
Well, yesterday was something about arks and brothers, but today its about politics and getting along. Before you think too much into this – nothing about my particular stances on…
Home, James…
Its hard to feel too far from home when you: a) spend more time in your vehicle than you do any one place; or, b) stop feeling like your home…