Who was the human being behind the legend?
Can't get no satisfaction? I've got some ideas!
On the highs, lows, and heartbreaks of a life of words, and why I'm attempting to get back into it.
Rick Steves is wrong, and my life's work is a failure.
Investigating the evolution of a zombie social-media account.
Let's talk about Impostor Syndrome for travelers.
How I escaped from AI imagery, discovered public domain art, and rebelled against the tyranny of the 1200x630 image.
Trigger warning: I am about to use the word "spatchcock."
My travel bucket list is pretty much complete. But there's still a ton left to do.
This Japanese movie from 2001 virtually vanished after its release, but now, finally, it's connecting with a brand-new audience.
Come on, it was 50% off on Amazon! You didn't have $10.50?
Unless you're a dork like me, you're probably not watching it.
In which our hero, a Brooklyn dad, finds himself alone in New York City, free to do whatever he wishes. But what is that, exactly?
A found poem for dark times.
We must imagine Sisyphus with luxuriant, flowing locks.
The truth is NOT out there.
I am so, so angry about Mahmoud Khalil.
A symbol of the 21st century's golden age of travel is going away, and I have some thoughts (and feelings)!
