A Wedding in Rabbit Hash, Kentucky

A few months ago, I received a Save The Date from a friend. I’m not much on weddings for many reasons, none having to do with my feelings about love. I’m quite fond of love, and weddings, and nuptials. I’m not very good at public events. Without spending too much time dwelling, my life as…

The Year of Friends: A (Picture) Retrospective

My mouth gets me in trouble. A lot. I’ve come to accept this as part of my life. I embrace it. I have rolled it into my personality. I’ve taken a liability and turned it into an asset. It’s a story that’s been working for the last 2 years, 2 months and 15 days. At…

Visits (49 of 90)

The last few days have thrown my summer into a tizzy. Not in a bad way. Just the way that my life, unattached to things, is sometimes tizzied. On my way to Austin, I received word that my presentation on “The Living Learning Classroom”, a fancy name for deploying social technologies in a way that…

The Year of Friends: Southwest Edition (37 of 90)

It’s Sunday. Day Four of my Western Road Trip. I won’t lie. I’m a bit worn out right now. I’ve already logged 350 driving miles (not counting the 60 mile trip to the airport) and four hours of flight time. I’m ready to relax, something that won’t happen until tomorrow at the earliest. This is…

“Here I Am, On The Road Again” (35 of 90)

Out there in the spotlight/You’re a million miles away Every ounce of energy/You try to give away As the sweat pours out your body/Like the music that you play Later in the evening/As you lie awake in bed With the echoes from the amplifiers/Ringin’ in your head You smoke the day’s last cigarette,/Rememberin’ what she…

The Year of Friends: Cleveland Fail (29 of 90)

I’m not supposed to be writing this. It’s 10 pm on Friday night and I’m sitting in Muncie, watching The I.T. Crowd, sending intermittent and flirtatious texts to a girl, and writing. But I’m supposed to be in Cleveland. In a big, Greek household. With my friend, her husband, their kids and her family. Until…

Sometimes A Vague Notion (9 of 90)

I am lucky. I flew to San Francisco on the first leg of the Year of Friends. There were few expectations. Just some plans. A small notion of what I’d hoped to find. It’s hard to track people down in their lives. People have a habit of getting lost. Or so I thought. It’s been…

The Tesla

I don’t want to say my friends are badass, but Jessie and Rob have one of only 1,000 of these cars in service in the world. The Tesla is a new generation of electric car. Jessie produced the film Who Killed the Electric Car? and the forthcoming sequel (I didn’t know documentaries had sequels), Revenge…

Mentor (7 of 90)

I’d planned on writing this post on the plane last night, but the best laid plans and all those things. The travel delays and obstacles, though, brought new opportunities my way. I had the chance to sit next to a young woman from Charlotte on the flight from Memphis to San Francisco. We chatted about…

Because I Have Loved Them…(6 of 90)

Twelve years. I try not to think of time anymore because it seems to be stretching out further and further, pulling me away from the moments when the important events in my life happened. I can’t escape the reality, though, that it’s been twelve years since I met the women I’m flying to San Francisco…