There are days of light and there are days of dark. We don't always get to choose what we wake to, what memory will take shape as we rub...

Tonight I walk around Lockhart Road in Wan Chai. It stinks of stale shitty beer and burning cigarettes. There's too much Old Spice cologne…

If you’re wondering, at all, as to why I haven’t posted in months, well, here’s the why…

It's been a full year that I’ve been living in Hong Kong....

"I hope to come back as a dog," he thought. As a condom, to serve people was what he was made to do, he knew that and accepted that.

9.11.01 It's been twenty years since that horrific day changed so many lives.

Living in a city like Hong Kong, where money is everything to so many and the concept of giving is like an abstract thought, it can be...

Sometimes the little white sock just couldn’t fucking take it anymore. Oh sure, his owner was ok…and that was being incredibly gracious....

I actually don't give two craps about how people perceive me. I haven't for many years. If people like me, that's fine, and if they don't…

Full of Nothing Empty of Something....

Dressed in his blue coveralls and neon vest, the man swept the leaves and debris up as quickly as it fell. The tree refused to cooperate…

This is not a post, this is a rant, but aren't the best blog posts anyways? Getting right to the point, why do I need to explain myself...

Not long ago, I did a podcast interview with @TheatreArtLife chatting about how I got to where I am today. I wrote an article titled "The...

Ok, so here it goes, I'm slightly obsessed with my washing machine. I know, I know, I admit, that sound's absurd, maybe even slightly...

Living in Hong Kong, you can't help but get caught up in the concerns of it's residents, politically, culturally and philosophically....