I met John in Portland, Oregon at the Northwest YouTube Gathering in 2009. He was 12 years old at the time, though it was immediately apparent that his brain operates at a level most people don’t achieve until after a few years of college. We had some stimulating conversation, and I left the gathering eager to see how he’d develop his passion for visual media in the coming years.

He later contacted me, wanting to conduct an interview with me for a school project. I thought that some of you may find the result to be a semi-interesting read, so I’m posting it here in its entirety: (more…)

The older I get, the more ridiculous I find it that my parents had their honeymoon in Las Vegas.

No offense, mom.

I’ve always been a fan of nonfat milk, but today I fell upon a bit of information that made me even more afraid of the other varieties of milk. I’m here to share this newfound information with the world.

2% milk doesn’t actually contain 2% fat. It is true that “2% milk” does contain 2% fat by weight, but if you take into account that milk is around 83% water, that actual fat content of the milk as far as calories are concerned is in the neighborhood of 33%.

That, my friends, is gross. Nonfat milk, FTW. The end.

My dad bought a bunch of bottles of various drinks for the family, and hid a bottle of commercial-strength DrainPro in their midst.

I find that there’s something so much more magical about sunrise, as compared to sunset.  Perhaps it’s merely the fact that sunrise is seen far less often than sunset…  but it just feels bigger…  more spiritual.  It proclaims the birth of a new day, ripe with opportunity and chance.

And I still can’t figure out what it as about sunrise that makes it look different than sunset.  It’s seems…  less orange…  and more golden.  It doesn’t make sense.  In theory, they should look the same, right?  I mean, having a sun ten degrees above the horizon in the east should be identical to have a sun ten degrees above the horizon in the west…  just, backwards…  yes?