Behind the scenes
Blank Slate Date
Thoughts on the upcoming calendar change. I recently saw a friend post something like, “The universe doesn’t care that it’s going t...
Sorry, but I must leaf
Let the flies eat the picnic, we have leaves to catch. Had you walked into Golden Gate Park at 1:30pm last Saturday, you would have...
Thanksgiving Without Borders
Spread the attitude of gratitude. Ignore the vanity of Hollywood. Forget fast food. Yes, Db is having a sale right now, but Black Friday...
Opening Days
Working through those first-day jitters. In the outdoor world we have opening days.They’re not on the calendar, or scheduled by some lea...
Vacancy
Who’s ready for a sleepover? In the guest room of my apartment, above my desk — where I stare when I can’t think of anything to write — ...
Oh, For Fun’s Sake
In defense of inefficient, pointless pursuits. In the film 180 Degrees South Patagonia founder Yvon Chouinard said of climbing mountains...
Don’t Be Scared
Is it better to be fearful or fearless? I listened to a podcast this week (On the top of fear), which highlighted a woman that wa...
At The (Rule) Break Of Dawn
A case for the pattern interrupt. We all have routines.Patterns that develop and accidentally become habits and then turn into rule...
Magical Retailism
Do you believe in magic? (Yeah, but only in moderation.) Don’t get me wrong, the internet is magic.Ask a question, any question, and hav...
What's in a name?
With a name like Douchebags our products have to be good. When you work for Douchebags you have to tell people you work for Douchebags.S...
Design for the Dispassionate
What do the Dreamliner, Golden Ratio and the Moleskin have in common? I am not a gear geek. I don’t obsess over design or follow...
The Silent Send
It’s my pleasure to introduce this unsuspecting alpha male. Nikolai Schirmer is a Norwegian skier, lawyer, filmmaker and humble wacko. ...
No Time To Write
Leaving the country for the first time in nearly a year. It feels good. In the last six months I’ve sent you postcards from Cali...
The Sun Will Come Up... Eventually
Reflections on a day without daylight On Wednesday morning I awoke to darkness. When I made my coffee it was still dark. At brea...
