15 Seconds

I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life,
the strangest moment of all, when I didn’t know who I was
— I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel,
in a cheap hotel room I’d never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside,
and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs,
and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling
and really didn’t know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds.
– Jack Kerouac

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El Nido

I had long heard of El Nido, about how it is beautiful. I read all the tales in travel magazines and blogs. I wondered if it was all hyperbole. I had hoped it to be just as people described it. I was sure a thousand happy travelers couldn’t be wrong. And as we got our

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Ninja Training

I have been doing some non-design related training as of late. Yes, that’s me. I have decided to become a ninja. This is my Ninja handbook (a gift from J). I read it at home when I am not training in the woods. Yesterday I shurikened a chicken into twenty two thousand pieces. These are

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