a day in the life

1986. The year I got my drivers license, my first car ( a yellow Ford Pinto), and the freedom to...

I've accepted the fact that one must rise up early to get in some Arizona hiking, but I don't mind....

Berkeley is a microcosm of New York City, in my opinion. Each block is a world unto itself, wrapped in...

It was mid afternoon in January, and I was driving around the hills of Santa Barbara with the windows down...

The older one gets, the more you realize just how small your childhood town is, especially when you return home....

I settle into my seat at the Greek Theater in Griffith Park just as the opening act walks onto the...

On my first day in Mexico City, I unpack my bags then head across the street to a park. I...

The Eastern entrance to the Grand Canyon is a long and desolate path in winter time. Tourists have dissipated, and...

A strong bout of melancholy and terminable sadness take hold after I return from seeing the littles. November was...

As I'm walking around the Chapultepec Park in Mexico City, I look up to see the most bizarre sight....men hanging...

The sun was setting in the Utah desert, clouds filling up with shades of pink and orange as we slowly...

I'm the son of an immigrant. My mother came to this country from Australia when she was eighteen years old...