I am neither an artist nor an activist, though sometimes I wish that I had more of both in me. What I am is a story teller.

I'm heading to California on Sunday, to Sacramento, to be exact. I'll be there until roughly the first week of June, working for an IT company owned by some friends of mine (what, we've all got to pay the bills, yo.).

My current favorite park in Seattle is this little gem, Dragonfly Pavilion. It’s tucked away on a street you’d never go down, unless you go to my gym and take the back roads, or if you happened to live near it.

It's not really news anymore, but it is still a very sharp thorn in my side that nobody is supposed (theoretically, ‘allowed’) to touch any of the art at the Olympic Sculpture Park. Really, don’t touch it, don’t walk on the grass, stay on the path and leave no trace but your Starbucks cup.