Thirty-Six Hours in a Remote Corner of Texas

In the final days of 2020, I managed to secure one more publication for my writing. One writing goal I gave myself at the beginning of last year was to submit all 15 of my short pieces for publication, but that was an uber-ambitious goal. Only one of the pieces was finished at the beginning … Continue reading Thirty-Six Hours in a Remote Corner of Texas

Yankee Imperialism and the Classic Car

Two weeks ago, I took a mid-winter trip to Cuba. At first, nothing I saw struck me as that different from what I’ve seen in other Latin American countries. It all seemed familiar and easy. But soon enough, the differences became apparent. Entire aisles in the grocery store filled with a single product because it's … Continue reading Yankee Imperialism and the Classic Car

It’s Just Something In My Eye

Back on April 28th, Trotsky and I hiked up to the Eagle's View in Reynold's Park. When we got to the 250 degree view at the top with a sea of green trees below and unique rock formations poking through and the snow-capped Rockies way out in the distance, I must have gotten a little … Continue reading It’s Just Something In My Eye

The Point of Travel

Travel used to have a purpose - to find trading partners, to cure disease, to scout out fertile land to homestead on. According to my favorite modern philosopher, it still should. Travel should be about more than gaining social media followers and checking items off a clichéd bucket list. It should feed your soul and … Continue reading The Point of Travel