January 2012
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February 2010
1 post
“Damn it all,” he whispered aloud, wetting his hands in the damp and...”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, hitting it directly on the nose in “This Side of Paradise”
October 2009
6 posts
“Isn’t that the point of driving ranges? To hit...
The reflection from the Interbay Golf Course slid past the windshield of his car as we passed. It was early afternoon and I was still wearing yesterday’s ensemble.
“For some, I guess. Others try to work on their swing; their form.”
“Nah. Not me. I would just go in and hit it as hard as I possibly could.” I spoke like a defiant 10-year old boy. My fist, lazy but resolute had tucked itself under...
WatchSo a couple days ago I stopped in Long Beach to see my Mom, wash my clothes, repack my bag, and eat a quick home-cooked meal before heading back out.
This is a video of her trying to take a picture of me as I left, not realizing that it was in video mode.
I love my mom.
September 2009
15 posts
This Just In: I'm a terrible travelblogger.
I realize I haven’t written in over a week. I am sorry.
I have literally not had a moment to sit down and make sweet love to the words of my journey.
I write now from a Boston hostel my head spinning, throat sore, clothes dirty, money depleting, dehydrated, tired, and catatonic. To think that I actually feel like I need a ‘day off’ from vacation!
But my spirits are still sky...
Day 8-PORTLAND: extended story edition
09.08.09
Let me start off this entry by telling you that I have crippling social anxiety. I’m not sure why, but its something I fight tooth and nail everyday to overcome. Once I engage in conversation, I’m usually fine. It’s the daunting silence and anticipation leading into any interaction that sends me into a frenzy. When I was little I used to cry at the thought of having to make a phone...
“Have you written anything on your tetherball website yet?”
– My cousin Dylan, in reference to this travelblog (“On Tenterhooks”).
I think I’ll start calling it my tetherball website, too.
ten⋅ter⋅hook
/ˈtɛntərˌhʊk/ [ten-ter-hook] –noun 1. a hook or bent nail that holds cloth stretched on a drying frame or tenter. -idiom 2. on tenterhooks, in a state of suspense or agitation because of uncertainty about a future event; suggesting that someone’s emotions are tightly stretched like a piece of cloth held by tenterhooks.
What it is, what it is, what it is:
1: JetBlue all-you-can-jet pass
9: cities
38: days
40: dollars to spend per day (food, lodging, etc)
Endless: adventure, opportunity, struggle, absurdity, friendship, photos, inspiration.
Keep an eye out for me, wouldja?
