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Jay says this is a story that needs be told. We rode our bikes down to Monterey from Pacific Grove, about a 7 mile stretch, [...]

It’s summertime and the surf here is pretty scarce. It’s either surf a knee high closed out beach break with a bunch of [...]

Painted on the coastal cliffs of Big Sur on our camping trip this weekend. [...]

I feel different. It might be the antibiotics, or it might be something else. Whatever it is, I feel like I need to get back to myself. [...]

I think about the paths I have chosen. I think about the people I have left behind in my childhood religion. I haven’t spoken [...]

So the other night I had to accompany Jay to a school play in Santa Cruz. Normally I pass on things like this but the last time Leyla [...]

I haven’t had much time to write a new post. Some weeks are slow, but this was one of those that fly by. Memorial Day [...]

My brothers and I are products of a broken family. My parents divorced when I was 10. The last time I remember my parents ever being [...]

The other night we dropped Leyla off with her mom. We chatted over a few over sized cucumber margaritas. Baby Mama had a great idea [...]

Laying on warm granite boulder, with the sun on my back, sipping on a slightly bitter Hefeweizen, I gorge myself on past memories of [...]

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