It’s a little cabin on a little lake in Pinecrest, California. The rode ends on the south shore, so the only way in is by boat or by foot. That small inconvenience is actually what makes it so special. The eight-minute trip across the lake is like the space shuttle lifting you off from terra … Continue reading My happy place
No speech was given, no money raised. No company started or sold. This is merely a day in my life, chopped up and pieced together over several sittings and written into a story. Arise, Dad It begins with a whimper or sometimes a wale. Our youngest daughter is at the age now where she’ll sleep … Continue reading A day in my life
For the last couple of years I've been working from home, generating my own income with my own companies on my own timeline. It's been a wonderful change of pace from the stress and surprises of startup life. On one hand the timing of needing to sell my venture-backed business really sucked. On the other … Continue reading Benefits of being a work from home dad
Like many great love stories, this one begins on Craigslist And like many young couples in San Francisco, after our first child was born we felt a magnetic pull to the suburbs. While my wife was researching neighborhoods and more practical things, I’d been scouring the internet to find a dog. And not just any … Continue reading The ascent of Blue
My grandpa Meredith passed away a year ago. I dreamt about him the other night. It was one of those weird dreams where I recognized that he wasn’t alive anymore, but it didn’t bother me. Kind of like, “Hey, you’re not supposed to be here!” and we kept talking about what we normally talk about, which … Continue reading Remembering Meredith
For fatherhood, for public speaking My favorite new dad book is called “Be Prepared.” I appreciate the practical tips, the funny sketches, and comprehensive wisdom about becoming a father. Indeed, even though nothing can prepare you for what it’s like, you still should study up and know what to expect. I’m not a good impromptu speaker. … Continue reading Being prepared
About twenty miles east of San Francisco there is an expansive oasis of calm. A place where the air smells of grass and bay leaves, where the hills transition from burnt yellow to mild green with the seasonal rains. It’s where you can buy a home for about a million dollars and feel pretty good … Continue reading An ode to the suburbs
