We know all about neck braces in this household.

Me and my guide. I don’t remember his name. I tried emailing him several times but it always bounced back. If you go to Laos, find him!

Writing wherever.

The Kethany years.

Writing wherever.

All the things they could have been. Alas, they were just an evening’s decor on a brand new car.

I still wholly recommend checking out beautiful Bologna.

I have been granted a direct, daily blessing from God.

I’ve made it! I’m on a podcast!!

She’s a beauty but the $1,000,000,000 I keep asking her for hasn’t appeared.

There is no “right” way to do it outside of being as good a person as you can.

Me, a 3,000 year old tree, and Carolina, who never fails to inspire logic. And adventure.

“Every man dies – not every man really lives.” – William Ross Wallace

Actual footage from a recent research project I conducted using You.com.

There’s a lot going on here.

Nothing better than sipping on some vino on a chilly afternoon in Milan.

My first time in Berlin. 2010. Blackberry. Real camera. Paper maps. Taxis or trains. The real shit.

Working in Cuba quickly proved itself one of the most difficult, joyful, incomprehensible yet irreplaceable experiences of my life.

Me after yet another enlightening conversation about AI, over tequila. Still unsure, but willing to face the facts.