Dec 10, 2025 | memoir, travel
It was hot in the mid-morning sun as I waited along the side of the autobahn with two German policemen rifling through my belongings. Nearly everything in my backpack was spread across the hood of the two-door Škoda car I’d been riding in. My heart raced and I rocked...
Dec 1, 2025 | memoir, music
It was Xmas Eve in Seattle in 1992, and I had the night off from working at the Off Ramp. I also had pneumonia, so I invited Boner and Rat Boy over to my apartment to drink Jack Daniel’s. The sun had sunk hours before, but you could still see the city lights...
Oct 2, 2024 | surfing suping and diving
Bayou St. John in New Orleans is a beautiful, mysterious, and murky length of water that runs through the city to Lake Pontchartrain. Its milky green color hides what lurks beneath, and when I navigate down it, I stay perched above the warm, swampy liquid on my...
Aug 7, 2024 | memoir, travel
I was lying on my back staring straight up at a bare light bulb hanging from a long, naked wire. The light was off and the pension room was dark, but I could see the headlights of cars trail across the ceiling and walls around me. I wanted to close my eyes, but every...
