Australia Great Barrier Reef

So summer evidently arrives in Los Angeles this week. Or at least summer, as most people tend to think about it. While it was a nippy (nippy to me at least) and windy 60 degrees at the beach on Saturday, it warms up this week to a balmy 97 degrees in L.A.. So I’ve virtually unrolled a scroll, made a quill pen and dabbled it in ink to start making my summer life/bucket list. If you follow me on my blog or on other social channels, then you…

Lake Okanagan British Columbia

I sat on a bench in Savannah’s Ellis Square, rubbing my forehead with my hand (as I often do when I’m nervous or stressed), as I held the phone up to my ear with my other hand while my mom gave me one of her staple pep talks. “Well son, I don’t think you need to jump right into dating.” I chuckled, quickly snapping back to my mom, “Mom, I’m getting a divorce, and as far as I’m concerned, girls have cooties.” Here I was, a 27-year old…

Lake Tahoe Observation Deck at Heavenly Mountain

This weekend saw me in South Lake Tahoe, the second visit there in as many months, for one last snowy adventure for the season. The first, in February for my birthday, saw rain and wind the entire weekend that kept us off the mountain. And anyone who knows me knows that I’m a fair-weather adventurer, save for that time I learned to snowboard in Alberta, Canada and it was -32. So this was something of a Tahoe do-over, where expectations and hopes were high. And Tahoe didn’t disappoint….

Sunset in Los Angeles

It was six months ago this month that I packed my car up in Seattle, and like I imagine many aspiring actors and actresses have done, hit the road for Hollywood. Six months later and there is no one place that has felt more like home than Los Angeles. I have a local watering hole that knows what I want before I order, the 7-eleven cashiers and I are on a first-name basis, and just last night I hosted my first Oscars party. (Could I be anymore L.A.?!)….

Los Angeles is huge. There is no city that I’ve explored so much, yet feel like I’ve seen so little of. Yet its grandiosity and uniqueness is what sets it apart from other metropolitans around the world. Where else could you surf, explore a museum, take a hike, and ski (that’s right, there are ski slopes less than 90 miles from L.A.), all in one day? But while most days would have me talking about outdoor adventures or offbeat things to do in L.A., today marks the first…

Anyone who knows anything about me knows there is one things I like. Alright, throw in seersuckers, food trucks, and boozy milkshakes, and maybe there’s more than just a couple things that stand out about my interests. However, anyone who follows me on Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram knows that I love sunsets, but not just any sunset, interesting vantage points of sunsets, such as reflecting off my revered aviator sunglasses. Since today on Twitter is the weekly FriFotos, with a theme of “mirrors,” it seemed only appropriate to…

It’s too spread out. The interstates are a parking lot. It’s a concrete jungle. It’s too hard to get around on public transportation. It has no culture. These are a handful of the complaints I hear the most about Los Angeles. I’ve not only been at the receiving end of these, but have often muttered these complaints myself. On visits to L.A., I’d often ask people (often condescendingly) why it was that they lived there. Yet after numerous visits the last couple years, I now find myself calling…

If you follow me on Twitter, Instagram, or Facebook, then you know I have a little thing for sunsets. Alright, maybe a big thing for sunsets. So what if every other photo I post is about sunsets? While the saying, “Once you’ve seen one, you’ve seem them all,” can be applied to Westerns, I don’t think it can be applied to sunsets. Every time I travel to a new destination, I’m eager to see the first sunset, as if I’m seeing the sunset for the first time, as…

I pulled the heavily-laded SUV to the end of the driveway and paused momentarily, looking through the rearview mirror at the ranch-style house sitting behind me. I sighed, as my eyes welled up, and a flood of memories came to mind. In that house was (probably) where I was conceived, played my first game of Duck Hunt, received my first spanking, got picked up for my first date, beat my father for the first time in basketball, got my first concussion (from playing indoor basketball that resulted in…

At the end of 2010 I found myself saying that 2010 had brought out both the best and worst in me. So last year after I said that 2011 was the best year of my life , I knew the pressure was on for this year; and 2012 didn’t disappoint, as this past year, without a shadow of a doubt, was the best year of my life, putting even more pressure on 2013. Some of the highlights of 2012 included finding some semblance of home in San Francisco, living in…