When an opportunity comes along, take it.

I’m going to tell you something really important, and I think you might want to sit down.

I was coerced into going skydiving while I was spending a weekend in Queenstown quite recently, and though the jumping out of a plane thing was a pleasure, the branding of modern skydiving companies is somehow even more impressive.

Good writers know that to give the reader a full sensory experience, you must stimulate each of their senses.

I’ve been called a robot before.

One of my fondest childhood memories were the days when my dad would sit me down and teach me about Visual Basic.

I’ve lived in New Zealand for almost a month now, and there are a few things that I can tell you about the place that stand out.

I recently went skydiving in Queenstown, New Zealand.

I’m at a club in Buenos Aires, out with a few friends I met through other friends, all of us now first-tier friends because of the great night we’ve had so far.

I’m walking down yet another wrought-iron gate-lined block. It looks exactly the same as the one before it. No wait, the spikes at the top of the gate are a little pointier on this block, and the rust is a slightly different hue.