An anecdote about what happens when the entity who steals your intellectual property is the U.S. federal government.
That Time When the U.S. Government (Almost) Stole My Photograph!
Bamboozled in Buenos Aires
A tale about my first 24 hours in Buenos Aires, in which my plane battled Mother Nature's wrath and how I became the latest statistic of skilled pick-pocketing.
Hope & Irresponsibility
Hope Street, Downtown Los Angeles I think it happened somewhere on Hope Street between W. 2nd & W. 3rd Streets, possibly a little after 8pm. It was the fourth day of November in 2011, a Friday night. I was enjoying the urban grid of the streets of LA on what turned out to be a very clear night. ... Continue Reading →
