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David Tomb: Grand Birds of the Philippines

November 11, 2012


Mt. Kitanglad, a Philippine national park not far from my hometown of Cagayan de Oro, is known for its ecological diversity. It is home to an estimated 198 bird species, including the Philippine eagle. Sadly, despite Kitanglad’s status as a protected park, its bird population suffers from illegal logging and unscrupulous poachers. Philippine eagles are particularly at […]

Little Petroglyph Canyon

September 20, 2012


Naval Weapons Station, South China Lake In the scrubby desert north of Los Angeles, a Rhode-Island-sized naval base is the unexpected home for one of North America’s largest collections of prehistoric art, the Little Petroglyph Canyon of South China Lake.  The prehistoric lake the region was named for has long since gone, leaving behind a tiny […]

2012 Berkshire-Hathaway Annual Meeting

June 11, 2012


This year, I had the good fortune to score four visitor passes to the Berkshire-Hathaway meeting from a coworker who couldn’t use them. It was held at the CenturyLink Center Omaha, which also hosts events like the U.S. Olympic Trials and the NCAA World Series. About 40,000 people came, which is roughly equivalent to the […]

Hell House

November 27, 2011


It’s hard to say how I became interested in hell houses. Part of it may be my Catholic upbringing, though I don’t believe in Jesus per se. Most days I’m an Agnostic, and some days I’m a Hopeful Deist. While I haven’t seen definitive proof that God exists, I’d like for there to be a […]

In Search of Female Authors

August 31, 2010


Recently, I discovered a new dating website called, which connects people purely based on their literary tastes. I began filling out my profile, going through my mental rolodex: Infinite Jest* by David Foster Wallace, Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell. “Funny,” I thought, not for the first time. “I’m not listing any books written by women.” […]

Cottonwood, California

August 9, 2010


My friend V. and I made a pilgrimage to Wolfgang Rougle’s Twining Tree Farm in mid-July, the hottest day of the year. It’s about four hours north of the Bay Area, in a small town called Cottonwood, right where the blond pale grassland of the Sacramento Valley starts to give way to oak savannah. Wolfgang bought […]