People love to knock the Sunset District for its telephone poles. They’re everywhere, right out front, not tucked neatly in the backyards. Wires crisscross the sky like a forgotten spiderweb. …

Some of my favorite spots on Lake Shasta are found along the Sulanharas Creek Arm. The many shallow coves make for excellent fishing for spotted and smallmouth bass. This arm …

There it was, etched into the aluminum like a tiny spiritual tattoo: Recycle me. On the surface, it’s an environmental nudge. A polite reminder not to doom the can to …

This past Thursday, we hopped on the N-Judah and headed to Embarcadero. Destination: the Exploratorium’s After Dark series. Theme of the night? Bananas. I love riding the N. It’s not …

Once a year, we make a pilgrimage to Bass Pro Shops in San Jose. It’s a full-family affair. Everyone finds something to spark their curiosity. Gear, spectacle, or just time …

When I stall out, they kick me into gear. They help me avoid decision paralysis. No more sitting there, blank page, blank brain. Instead: one playful nudge. Just enough to …

NotebookLM has been a game changer. Drop in a YouTube video or a dense PDF, and boom. Instant clarity. No more wasting 30 minutes on an explainer when I just …

We often confuse truth with meaning. But they aren’t the same. Truth, especially in science, is external. It’s measurable. Repeatable. It exists whether you believe in it or not. Meaning …

I’ve been diving into avant garde and Fluxus movements lately. Learning the names. Tracking the threads. A friend pointed me toward someone I hadn’t heard of before: Hannelore Baron. She’s …

Remember when (mostly) dads lugged around camcorders and filmed everything? Every picnic, every parade, every kid on a swing? That was me. I found the manual for my first camcorder …

I don’t want like-minded friends who agree with me on everything. That’s boring. I want friends who challenge me. But they’ve got to have heart. Not just opinions and ego. …

The German word unheimlich gets slapped with the English label uncanny, but that barely scratches the surface. In German, unheimlich hits harder. It’s not just about eerie feelings or creepy …

I’ve always been fascinated by bats darting through the evening sky, snatching insects mid-flight. Every time we go fishing in Northern California, they’re there, silent shadows against the fading light. …

Years ago, I started a practice I call Meditative Ideation. It’s a way to quiet the mind and let creative ideas flow. Ideas show up for art, music, sculptures, automata. …

Creative frustration is real. It sneaks in, makes everything feel pointless, and turns your once-exciting ideas into a chore. I’ve been there. Lately, I’ve struggled to start my daily art …

Resistance is sneaky. It shows up disguised as doubt, fear, and distraction. It whispers lies to keep you from creating. “If it’s not perfect, it’s not worth doing.”This voice demands …

Hobbies are strange things. They shape who we are, yet they also let us escape ourselves. I have plenty of interests, but a few hobbies always pull me back. Fishing, …

What I love about the Puttyverse is the freedom to experiment. Want to start a huddle around an interesting topic? Go for it. Have a question that sparks curiosity? Ask …

I’ve been thinking a lot about play, joy, and enthusiasm, especially as they relate to my multipotentiality. Then I came across a German term that hits home: Funktionslust. Loosely translated, …

Orchids have been in my life since childhood. My mom was an orchid grower, running two greenhouses in our backyard. She cultivated all kinds, mostly tropical, like you’d expect. But …

Not in the Hollywood way… more in the “every parasite in nature wants a piece of me” way. I had my annual physical today. It always gets me thinking about …

My mind is a wanderer. Discovery pulls me in every direction. I love that. But it also means focus is a constant battle, especially in the evenings when my energy …

I wasn’t sold on Bluesky. I quit Twitter the week Musk took over in 2022. Since then, I’ve bounced between Threads and Bluesky, following my usual mix. Bloggers, journalists, friends, …

Someone recently joked that my autistic bingo card was nearly full. Trains? Check. Fishing? Check. Mushrooms? Check. All I needed was dinosaurs. But I had to tell them that I …

Can you hear yourself over all the noise? Lately, I’ve been asking myself this a lot. For someone as easily distractible as me, doomscrolling is a trap. Instagram, Threads, Bluesky, …