In 1998, I went to the University of California’s Graduate School of Journalism. In my very first class, I met Jessie Deeter, a talented filmmaker who would also become one of my best friends. If you’ve seen Who Killed the Electric Car?, Revenge of the Electric Car, Spark: A Burning Man Story, or her work […]
A Kickstarter project and film produced and directed by a few compatriots of the Graduate School of Journalism at Berkeley.
Those who have spent any time with me know know that I draw a great deal from the life and the writing of David Foster Wallace. Without him ever knowing me, our lives became intertwined the day he committed suicide. The particulars of those events are relevant for this little story. What is important is […]
Every year, the NFL celebrates the last player taken in the draft. For most, that celebration is the last time they will be in the limelight. Not so for this player. Take 10 minutes to watch this video, and be reminded of what makes a life count. Read the full story at Grantland.
Greetings everyone: As you may have heard, our classmate Jay Napier was in an accident a little while back. He’s currently going through an extensive recovery, and the Class of 1990 (spearheaded by Michelle Kruse and Chrissy Kenyon) has been raising money to help his family offset the costs. We’ve got a few PayPal links […]
Rebecca, Maxx the dog, and I stopped into the Castleton PetSmart this morning to see our dog trainer. She has been helping out with dogs which help with PTSD and she’s been working with us for several months, and we’ve grown quite fond of her. While we’re taking a break from training because of life, […]
This is apropos of nothing: Ten years ago, I called a friend of mine. I hadn’t spoken to him in several years, and I don’t exactly remember why I was calling him. I know I was visiting my home, and I probably wanted to go have a drink. What made the call stranger was that […]
Maxx spent the day zoinked on the couch — 24 hours of farm living and 30 Huttons was too much for him — but Rebecca and I hit the Monon for a 19-mile ride from Broad Ripple to Carmel. Events that happened: My tire, which blew out on Thursday, held up for the entire trip and […]