OXLAEYBe Like Jesus and Give All Your Sh!t Away
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
In a split second after the breakup with Claire, I knew it was time to quit my job and leave. The 4 years were up. I had a…
Career Orgasm • Quitting Your Job
Sunday, January 18, 2015
The weekend after the breakup with Claire, on 7 April 2013, I quit my job. If you are fantasizing about what it feels like…. “So today I submitted my…
My Broken Heart or What it Feels like When Your Stomach Is Sucked Out through your Navel with a Rusty Vacuum Cleaner
Wednesday, January 14, 2015
The next few months started off magically. Claire and I met in London, we weekended in York, we strolled though Paris, she came to Berlin for New Year’s….
I Fall in Love – Yea!
Tuesday, January 13, 2015
Easter 2012 I travelled to southern Germany. A short-lived affair, Annika, had invited me to spend the holidays with her and her parents at their vacation home in…
How Did I Get Here?
Monday, January 12, 2015
My grandmother, Clara, loved to travel: Spain, South Korea, Japan, India, Alaska, Galveston. When I was 17 she sent me on a two-week church mission trip to Kenya in…
Even Idiots are Smarter in Hindsight
Sunday, January 11, 2015
I never thought the new business in Europe would last more than 6 months, but that was ok with me. It was enough money that even after 6…
I’m a Repentant Lobby Slut
Wednesday, January 7, 2015
I quit my job on 1 May 2013. Actually, it was the last day of April but it feels much more freeing to say it was on May…
How to Seriously F–k Up Your Life (but Never Regret It)
Monday, January 5, 2015
I thought I was on top of the world. I had an incredibly beautiful girlfriend, was making 6 figures, had cool clothes, a hipster network and threw mega…
the lost world
Wednesday, September 17, 2014
Mohsen has a soft face sprinkled with three day stubble. He walked into the typical convenience store frequented by truckers where I had stopped one morning to eat…
Sing, Sing, Sing!
Sunday, January 5, 2014
Back in Texas… December 2013 I played cheerleader and nurse to my mom. Thankfully, her pelvis was only cracked and not fully broken. It didn’t take too many…
