Misfit Con: A Home for Dreams, Doers, and Makers
Memories of summer camp Growing up, my brother and I would spend our summers at Camp Frank A. Day. Those days spent on the shores
Memories of summer camp Growing up, my brother and I would spend our summers at Camp Frank A. Day. Those days spent on the shores
I noticed something recently. People, for the most part, don’t share their friends’ “work.” By work I don’t mean 9-to-5 day job type stuff, I mean their passion projects. But why is that?
Not too long ago I realized that there are plenty of times when I'm not actively working, but I'm not exactly disengaged either. But I struggled with what to make of these activities in between working and not working.
A song written by my biological father in memory of his wife, and my mother, who died during El Salvador’s civil war. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Spanish
In 2011, one of my favorite restaurants, Anna's Taqueria, held a contest to celebrate its 15th anniversary. The winner received a party catered