Welcome to the part of the internet where juice boxes meet existential dread. I’m a dad. I’m a really good one. I am simultaneously a chauffeur, grill master, paternal professor, and stand-up comic performing regularly to a very tough crowd. Here you’ll find my blog: real stories about parenting misadventures, dad wins (rare, like Bigfoot), and the occasional tearjerker when no one’s watching. Think of it as a digital fridge for the scribbled notes of my life.

Every picture tells a story, and I like mine with a twist of the unexpected. My photo portfolio isn’t just pretty pixels; each image is a window into a moment, told with all the rich, weird, human context behind the click. Who is that preparing for their first space shot? That’s not just a photo—that’s me in The First American in Space. This is where my stories and my shutter meet in a beautiful, sometimes hilarious, mess.

Here’s where I trade dad-talk and camera straps for sentences and subtext. I write over on Substack about the world as I see it — sometimes through a lens of humor, sometimes heartbreak, always trying to make sense of the beautiful noise we call life. Expect essays, rants, revelations, and the occasional dad joke with graduate-level punctuation.