Last Saturday morning I woke to a nagging alarm and a clock that said “4:00am.” So as to not disrupt my work schedule, I went for the flights that took off at hours that only masochists choose. Thus would start an 8 hour journey to Miami, Florida to see just one musical performance by one…Continue readingThe power of a song
Saying goodbye to a legend, and a friendContinue readingDavid, we’ll miss you so much.
Quelling an addiction and considering value in a blank screen. In late 2011, screenwriter Charlie Brooker introduced the television show Black Mirror to the world that had yet to fully embrace smartphones. In fact, in Q3 of 2014 there were nearly as many smartphones sales as the entirety of 2011 when the series was released.…Continue readingTo See One’s Reflection In Their Black Mirror
Re-dedicating myself to some of my favorite hobbies, starting with photography For years I’ve collected hobbies—seemingly always finding a new one shortly after growing bored with the last one. But recently I realized just how much I’ve let two of my passions — photography and playing music, languish. So rather than let either fall by the wayside…Continue reading10,000 Hours
A Twitter poll, turned tribute to our fathers and the careers that put food on our family’s tables Later in the evening of Father’s Day, I was thinking about my dad (pictured above) and his not-too-common job of being a coal miner in Illinois. He’s been working in that mine since before I was born (I…Continue reading#dadjobs
“Everywhere I go I find a poet has been there before me.” – Sigmund Freud Ever since Medium launched, I was intrigued by the idea of a blog platform that wasn’t centered on one’s own profile. At first, it wasn’t something that appealed to me – why would I want to write somewhere that didn’t inherently…Continue readingOn Medium and Ego
I was just your average Midwestern kid going to community college, hoping to get a degree in graphic design. I was working at Best Buy and doing some web design on the side while playing in a band occasionally. You know, normal stuff. But sometime during that summer, I discovered a small blood stain near the waistband of my boxer shorts as I was preparing some laundry. Queue the freakout.Continue readingThe moment my life changed: My story about challenge, and taking the less certain path