I remember the day I fell in love. Standing on tiptoe to look at the pages of the Complete Webster's Dictionary, at 5 years old I knew I was in, and I was in deep. Read more...

Today someone asked me, "Hey Ken, how many design meetings do you think you've attended over the years?" Read more...

The night I left my magazine internship two summers ago, I rode the train home while my four editors drank from a keg. Read more...

Lying on my belly, I wriggled closer to the edge, inching forward until I could peer down to the crashing waves hundreds of feet below me. Read more...

If you look at my track record with the Daily Bruin "“ three years, three different job titles, never paid staff "“ you might reasonably call me the paper's least committed contributor. I prefer to think of myself as the Daily Bruin's most committed groupie. Read more...

Sometimes I feel that my feet know things before I do. Read more...

Originally, I was going to do something snarky for this column. Read more...