“It’s hard to imagine that I didn’t want to learn how to drive. Roll down the window now, just let it the sky.” — Noah Reid, “American Roads”
I was terrified to learn to drive. I was anxious about a lot of things, but the entire concept of powering a vehicle was unnerving.
I knew I was terrible at bumper cars. Even despite the fact that bumping was kind of the whole point.
I knew that when we were on vacation in the Dominican Republic, six months before I turned 16, I got behind the wheel of a dune buggy…
“Community” is a hot topic these days. Building a community, managing a community, the difference between an audience and a community. But this isn’t another article about the importance of community in marketing, I’ll leave those to the experts. This is about the communities I’ve been a part of and how they’ve shaped who I am.
I’ve been thinking a lot about community this year, at work, on Twitter, and in my own life. I’ve been a member of a handful of communities but the two that stick out the most are the Cub Scout Day Camp Staff and National…
This week I woke up at 4:45 in the morning most days. I had to be at work by 6 am and didn’t want to miss my morning walk.
The first morning of 2021 I woke up in the mountains, drove to a trailhead, began hiking by 4 am, and watched the sunrise from the summit of one of the Adirondack High Peaks. I’ve never considered myself a morning person, yet here we are.
Note: This was written 5 years ago, and recently found while doing a clean-up of Google Drive. I still agree with every single word, but I’m pretty sure my writing has improved since.
What’s the deal with women’s pants? All the wearers of women’s pants understand the struggles. Not only do the sizes make no logical sense, and not only are sizes inconsistent, the lack of decent-sized pockets is just the icing on the cake.
For 20 years of my life, I have been wearing pants. For many of those years, I have been wearing women’s (or “ladies” or “misses”…
“And into the forest I go, to lose my mind and find my soul” — John Muir
I hike a lot. Most weekends I drive north to the Adirondack Mountains, or occasionally south to the Catskills. When the weather is questionable I stay closer to Albany and wander around a local park. Like everyone else, the pandemic messed up my routine. I kept hiking, but not further than 30 minutes from my house, per the CDC and NY State Department of Environmental Conversation’s guidelines of “recreate local.”
However, by mid-July 2020, I decided to drive up to the central Adirondacks…
A communications professional trying to turn the jumble of thoughts in my brain into actual words.