Write, teach, quidditch, repeat.
When I say things, I mean them. I mean it when I’m screaming “USA! USA!” because I am proud of seeing my fellow American athletes when they’re playing at the highest level of their sport. I mean it when I jump up and down and chant “I believe that we will win!” because I don’t think winning is limited to the scoreboard.
Memorial Day weekend in Downtown San Jose is full of costumes and characters. Black robed and regalia decked grads and … More
I feel like I’m plateauing as a photographer. I’m getting more comfortable in Lightroom, I’m not afraid to crop my … More
This is it. This is what I came back to quidditch for. Not to let the cold damp of Sacramento … More
Tyler graduated. I took pictures.
I went to my first SJSU Quidditch game (okay, it was unofficial preseason scrimmage) where I was a spectator and only a spectator. … More
Part One: Me: Hi! I have my graduation paperwork for my minor to signed. Office aide: Great, I’ll leave it for … More
In East San Jose, passing the Tropicana Shopping Center on Story Road, bumping over the potholes on Alum Rock Avenue, or following VTA Route … More
It’s 9:00 in the morning and I’ve melted into my favorite armchair (gray, pleather, extra squishy) in the English student … More
I like the idea of chasing something that (supposedly) doesn’t exist because even if you don’t catch it, the chase … More
