Remembering the sad legacy of my old neighborhood. “Your house isn’t there anymore.” I had to read the message a couple of times—it...

My Adventures in Underscore, part 1- Looking for music is all the wrong places. Music isn’t just one of the great joys in life. As far as...

In a house full of toys and games, what more could three boys want? Longing for something out of reach was a familiar feeling in our...

Film school and California culture were a shock to my system. My first semester in the SF State Cinema Department was thrilling. Moving...

Unraveling the hidden layers of my school picnic. Today’s the day! Even though it’s a school day, everything is going to be different!...

My special relationship with one brand of technology. My wife Paulina and I are completely in sync with most things, but one point at...

My uneasy relationship with insects started at an early age. I don’t like bugs. Slithering, crawling, flying, it doesn’t matter, I find...

Memories of teenage movie making and its consequences. The sickening crunch of glass and plastic replays in my head as I step onto the...

We Interrupt this Program for an Important Message. The sound of gunfire has subsided, replaced by the whirr of the speedboat engine. The...

Sometimes the right words can hit like a force of nature. I’d forgotten what a good movie Lawrence of Arabia is. When my pal Doug invited...