The Glass Box
Feb03

The Glass Box

“Do me a favor, I want you to imagine you live in a glass box.”   “Done, I’m living in a glass box,” I said.   “In front of you is a button, you continuously press it, your entire life revolves around this button, it is making the world a better place.”   “What does the button do?” I asked.   “I just told you, it makes the world a better place. This button stands up for the little guy, educates the masses, it is as...

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6 things I learned from quitting smoking
Feb25

6 things I learned from quitting smoking

I quit smoking 2 years ago. I’m not going to tell you how I did it. That would be pointless and you know it. Instead, I would like to tell you what I learned. This might sound strange, but the story actually starts in 1947. The Americans and Russians were in a race to break the sound barrier. Every time a pilot got close to that magical 767 miles per hour, they would fail, and it seemed the more they tried, the harder it became. Then,...

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Route 66 through Arizona’s Spine
Jan25

Route 66 through Arizona’s Spine

I never liked New Years. I understand its purpose; new beginnings, years to remember, years to forget. That’s all bullshit to me; I have choices to make and answers to find. I need to take a step forward and see where it leads me. I called a friend. She reprimanded me and told me to stop acting like a pussy, “You create your purpose,” she said, “quit being passive, turn the world into your horse.” I don’t need a party to figure...

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Route 66, The Mother Road, America’s Time Machine
Jan22

Route 66, The Mother Road, America’s Time Machine

I never liked New Years. I understand its purpose; new beginnings, years to remember, years to forget. I don’t need a party to figure this out. I don’t need a night of alcohol and a kiss from a random girl. I need to cross into the high desert with a good friend. Travel to a place I call The Spine of Arizona. Ever since I was a kid, I believed a sort of spirit lived there. He was difficult to find, if you searched too hard, he would...

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How I rode my motorcycle to the beginning of time.
Dec29

How I rode my motorcycle to the beginning of time.

Legend has it, that high above the city of Pasadena, on the mountain known as Wilson, lies a time warp that will take you back to the beginning of the Universe. I don’t believe in such things, but today I decided to find out if it were true. The Ride: Silver Lake up The 2 Highway, through The Crest to the top of Mount Wilson. Sometimes you just take a step forward and live by the consequences. The Crest is a special place; some...

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