To note the passage of time it’s easiest to point to a thing, like a grandfather clock or a door frame marked with heights and ages. Time moves. Things stay the same. Even though people are things, we move with time too. I look at a picture of myself from ten years ago and think, … Continue reading Ode to this set of Cuisinart
I stopped putting that weird overhyped soap in my hair when I shower a long time ago. The decision point happened amidst a profound and literal shower thought. I picked up the bottle of shampoo, looked at it, and thought, “Why am I doing this, again?” And then I stopped doing it. That was many … Continue reading I don’t use shampoo
In 2018 I did plenty of reading, writing, and playing (RWP). I was good about reading books; GoodReads says I knocked down exactly a dozen of them. And in April 2018 I published one of my own. I improved at both piano and guitar. RWP continues to echo through my head during the day and … Continue reading My personal 2018 recap
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
One of the many hiking trails Fall in Briones Regional Park, about 20 miles east of San Francisco. I grew up going on hikes but it wasn’t until this year, at age 35, that I learned how to hike. I have a confession to make. My relatives may be shocked. For the last 35 years … Continue reading Learning to hike
These days I don’t have a lot of structure between 9am and 4pm. I don’t go into an office anymore. I don’t report to anyone. I’m running a nice little business now with no partners and no investors. At any given point in that 9–4 window I can pretty much do whatever I want because … Continue reading My favorite question to ask
Morning hike on day 1 of my 35th year. My 25th birthday was a melancholy one. I didn’t do much on my birthday ten years ago. I remember going to see a movie by myself in downtown Boston. It was the start of my second year of grad school and I’d just returned to New England … Continue reading The view from 35
