Bangkok changed the way I think about cities. In its neon streets, crowded temples, and layered history, I discovered what urban texture truly means—and why some places stay with you long after you leave.
A reflection on my daughter turning 16 and how she continues to grow.
A year of change, road trips, shared meals, and learning to be present. From Yukon highways to meditation cushions, this is what 46 taught me about showing up.
Another year full of challenges, but my daughter survived.
I write about online dating, standing out, second-date disappointments, Tinder culture, and trying not to become cynical.
I choose a year of Essentialism after a hard fall, solo parenting, juicing, workouts, and learning to focus on what matters.
I explain why I upgraded to the iPhone 6, from Instagram photos and a Telus sale to the camera, screen, battery, and case.
I celebrate my daughter's fifth birthday, remembering her birth, growth, stubbornness, humour, and how much she changed my life.
I review the ProMixx Vortex Mixer for protein shakes, workout recovery, portability, quiet mixing, and easier cleanup.
I review A Film About Coffee, following farmers, roasters, baristas, and the complex work behind a great cup.
I review Virunga, the Netflix documentary about Congo's national park, mountain gorillas, oil interests, rangers, and regional conflict.
At 35, I reflect on seeing myself through old writing, unexpected reflections, hikes, parenting, and how much I changed in a year.
I watch Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead, get pulled into Joe Cross's juice challenge, and consider a healthier change for myself.
I listen to Run the Jewels 2, surprised by the aggressive lyrics, rebellious energy, beats, and how the album pulls me in.
I share Isaac Asimov's thoughts on creativity, isolation, group idea-making, and why saying no can matter as much as ideas.
On day four of Bury Yourself, I imagine speaking with the dead, from ancestors to Theodore Roosevelt, and what grief might teach me.
On day three of Bury Yourself, I think about death, my daughter, family keepsakes, digital goods, and what I leave behind.
On day two of Bury Yourself, I think about age, mortality, my daughter, my grandmother, and one frightening memory from stage work.
I begin Bury Yourself by writing about my grandfather, death, mourning, regret, and why this project is devoted to him.