My Couch Surfing Cousin
This is my cousin, Jose Manuel, or as I call him, “the Hottest man in Juarez” after we went bar hopping South of the Border a while back.
Now he’s no longer bar hopping, he’s couch-surfing with me. Arriving recently for the start of his first year at GW Law he’s looking to find shared accommodation convenient to the law school at 21st and H Streets.
Its All About the Bike
A year ago, I was excited, I was happy, I was victorious. It was moments after the 2005 New York City Olympic Triathlon, and I crossed the finish line 2:30:51 after I started and I was screaming with joy.
Not only was I a finisher, I was faster than I ever imagined, and I came in several minutes in front of my most dogged competitor, my cousin George. He beat me in the swim but then I took him on the bike and the run.
Fast forward a year and oh how times have changed.
Read MorePiñata Party Performance
Here, after gorging on Tom’s grilling and Tiff’s amazing guacamole, we are about to duel to the death. We are doing our best piñata Jedi to beat a helpless burro open. Only then will treats rain down on us from its candy-filled belly.
Read MoreAm I a Transit Foamer?
Why would I, a techno-savvy world traveler already scribbling for this site, Geekcorps, and Metroblogging DC, want to write for a transit-focused website written by a self-proclaimed “team of dedicated transit nerds”?
Maybe because I love me some trains – worldwide!
Read MoreA LAX Layover Done Right
Not about to have the same four hours of boredom and sobriety, on my way back through LAX and facing a five hour layover this time, I decided to go for it, to make a run to Venice Beach and soak up a few ocean side drinks. I also took exacting notes to record the experience, in case anyone else has a long hour layover at LAX and wants to make out with hotties instead.
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