Landscape

This was one of my favorite shots from the day trip to Montana last week. It reminds me of something my Aunt Lola would paint with oil on canvas. Maybe I’ll call her up and commission this and she can tell me about her bunions and irritable bowels.

Rural America

In Wyoming we stayed in a motel right across from this house. It reminded me so much of when I was a kid spending vacations with cousins in Kentucky. Rural, rough around the edges and worn. Looks like it had a long day at work and just wants to settle in with a beer and [...]

Four dubbin’

Friday afternoon the whole family hopped on four-wheelers and ATVs for a ride up a mountain in Montana. Doesn’t she look so happy? So carefree? She loved the whole experience, but three hours later she was spitting at me and trying to rip her own face off. I’m going to choose to remember this part [...]

Metaphors in Montana

Last night I slept for eight straight hours and when I woke up I immediately ran outside and bench pressed my car while simultaneously arm wrestling a bear. I won. I can see straight! The world isn’t going to end! I mean, at least not today. It will at some point just as the Book [...]

Does this nervous breakdown make me look crazy?

The trip to Wyoming… where do I… hm… it’s just…okay. We are alive. I’ll start there. No one died. Did I want to die? Do I have to answer that question? Can we change the subject? Here’s the thing about my kids and the way I’ve raised them: we like routines. My kids eat at [...]

Higher!

Yeah, Marlo is still in those pajamas. Listen. I’m saving the earth by using less laundry detergent. Next question.

Road trips

It’s that season of the year when everyone piles into the car and is both sunburned and covered in sunscreen (that will then coat the seats and windows). I saw a giant swath of Utah over the weekend. And later this week I’ll see even more on the way to Wyoming. Thanks, Brigham, for discovering [...]

Picasso lake

Looking through my photos I found this one I took just after takeoff on my way to New York a few weeks ago. The periphery of The Great Salt Lake looks like it can’t decide if it wants to be water or land, and the effect is a piece of artwork. I fly so much, [...]

“If the font on your bottle of wine has no serifs, you’re good”

Last Friday morning I flew out to Ontario, California, met up with my friend Maggie and drove up the mountain to MaxFunCon at Lake Arrowhead. It’s a two day conference featuring a variety of talented comics and podcasters situated in the middle of a beautiful nowhere: Not sure I’ve ever been more intimidated by a [...]

Somewhere over northern Utah

The pilot announced we could use our electronic devices right as we were flying over this river, and I got lucky that the shot I took makes it look like it’s pointing at the plane. Having grown up miles from the Mississippi River, I should scoff at referring to this tiny thing as an actual [...]