Category: Random

Here’s what I came up with at 6:30am this morning  while enjoying a delicious pastry (pictured) at Neighborhood Bakeshop: The reason I say “extremely non-exhaustive” is because this is actually just a list of things that happened to me this morning. But, at the end of the day, these little things are the point of…

Wow, it’s been a while! Sorry for keeping you all on the edge of your seats waiting for new #content. Just kidding, I know no one actually reads this crap. I have been doing lots of writing, however, but primarily in my various journals and diaries (not to mention random scraps of paper and Post-It…

*Disclaimer: I have a love/hate relationship with the phrase “vibes,” and am not sure whether or not it’s used ironically in this title. Since it’s after work on a Friday, and my ability to string together coherent thoughts is nowhere to be found, I’m just going to hit you with a list-ish of incredibly miscellaneous…

A few days ago I came across a picture I took while running in Phillip Burton Wilderness last year, and was inspired to paint it because I could remember the exact thoughts and feelings I had while taking the picture. I had stopped in the middle of the trail for no reason other than to take…

This post title is inspired by one of my favorite puns of all time: You’ll also notice two small orange smudges on the paper, brought to you by my dirty-ass fingers eating cheddar puffs while drawing. More importantly– the sketch itself was inspired by a summer evening a few years ago at the house of…

Ah, yes, 4/20/2019: the day on which I jogged through Dolores Park and asked myself why it was so crowded on a relatively chilly and windy day, only to realize at 9pm that it was, in fact, the day of “cannabis-oriented celebrations that take place annually on April 20” (Wikipedia, 2019). And so I write…

I drew this cartoon (does it count as a cartoon? Not sure what the definition is there) quickly on the train as I was commuting from San Francisco to Palo Alto, and after finishing it I smushed it into my backpack, hence the “crumpled” effect of the paper (it’s an artistic technique). I titled it…

“All day I think about it, then at night I say it.Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?I have no idea.My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that,And I intend to end up there…”   I’ve spent more time than usual over the past few weeks reminiscing about…

I was sitting on the plane back from Boston to San Francisco, enjoying my free snacks from JetBlue (PopCorners or bust), when I had this “great” idea that I was going to draw an outline of my brain and then fill it in with the various things I think most about. I then realized that identifying…

Bears are made of the same dust as we, and they breathe the same winds and drink of the same waters. A bear’s days are warmed by the same sun, his dwellings are overdomed by the same blue sky, and his life turns and ebbs with heart pulsing like ours. He was poured from the…

Is it ironic that I was writing out the words of “Desiderata” (“Go placidly amid the noise and haste, / and remember what peace there may be in silence”) while watching the fourth quarter of the NCAA finals? I’m pretty sure the stress I incur while watching close sports games (this seems to happen whether or…

The way in which I experience a window depends on the weather that day, and if I’m on vacation, and the temperature of my coffee, and if it’s a Tuesday or a Sunday, and whether or not I have a good book to read, and if I’m waiting for someone, or if someone is waiting…