Stuff I've (Likely) Done
This is a running summary of some of the work I’ve done. Some of it is directly related to editing and writing. Some is tangentially related, but still relevant. Some isn’t related at all. It might not even be true. Anyway.
- The Log Cabin Resort Room Directory was the first work I did for a major company, Aramark. It was a mess before I got my hands on it—for example, a trail rated “hard” by the National Parks was rated “good for children” in our directory. The final product is in the link above. You’ll find the trails are appropriately rated.
- When I was a kid, I had an imaginary friend named Genoa Katea. At least, I’m told I did. I have no memory of him, but the adults in my life tell me I’d speak to him all the time. He allegedly ran away after a few years. Haven’t seen him since.
- I’ve been to 30 states (plus Canada and China) and dozens of national parks. This extensive travel taught me to keep my mind open as I deal with others. It also taught me that meeting other people is incredibly helpful if you’re looking for something to write about. I hope to meet many more people so that their stories can keep covering for my lack of originality.
- When I was six, I chipped my tooth. When I was eight, I stepped on a lit smoke bomb. When I was seven, I dislocated my shoulder. But I’ve never broken a bone. No cavities, either. And I only brush in the morning. Take that, Big Toothpaste.
- I have a sort of obsession with extremely cold places. My white whale is Grise Fiord, Nunavut, Canada. It is the northernmost non-scientific or military community in North America. The average yearly high is 9°F. The average high in February is -23°F. Pretty cool, huh?
- In that same vein, I’m also interested in the people who live in places like that, and places on the margins more generally. Folks who live in unusual or unknown areas, especially those who are part of a country’s native population, tend to be ignored, fetishized, or worse. I would consider it a privilege to introduce these people to the world in a respectful way, one that doesn’t reduce them to “OMG it’s cold there!” or “wow they’re so spiritually pure,” something I see a little too much of right now.
- The first major purchase I made with my own money was an iPod Nano in 2009. The second major purchase I made with my own money was a box of Cubans from the guy behind the library, also in 2009.
- The longest drive I’ve ever made was from Detroit to Olympic National Park. It took about 40 hours. Along the way, I went 45 minutes off the freeway up a mountain to see a ghost town. I didn’t even make it, and on my way back down I got stuck in a river right next to a shack with a backhoe in the front yard. It took me two hours to find a signal and call a tow truck and everyone at home thought I was dead. I wasn’t, though.
- Another project I’m proud of is the Music Theory Helper app. I volunteered to fix the English translation after downloading it and seeing the potential in it. Some of the content has been changed (not by me), and the app is no longer in development, but I’m still proud of it.
- I’ve searched for God by mowing lawns and cutting down trees on an Indian reservation. I’ve searched for Him by waking up at 2:45 AM in Thomas Merton’s former monastery. I’ve searched for Him in a silent retreat in the middle of a Minnesota winter. Fortunately, He was in all of those places. He’s also in other, less poetic ones, but I don’t think you want to hear about the time I found God in my garage.