Stories
I have always been drawn to story. In college, I was known as “David, the guy with a story for everything, Brooks.” And that nickname was fairly accurate. These are those I tell about my life, occasionally with embellishment.
War of the Roaches – Part 1
As the poor creature spun around in circles on its way to a watery grave, I replayed the events over and over in my head. I still cannot be certain my report is completely accurate, I was both sleep-deprived and under intense stress. Like a political lobbyistâs intern, my alarm clock faced great difficulty in… Read This Article
On Black Widows and Panic
I’ve written about photographing spiders before, but I don’t think I really explained how often I find myself making the decision of whether or not to take a spider’s photo. I almost never kill spiders, it just seems unnecessary for the most part. I usually take them outside in a bowl or whatever else is… Read This Article
Dealey Plaza, 1963
When I was growing up I was always intrigued by conspiracy theory, in that way I probably take after my father the most. In saying the words “conspiracy theory,” the first example that often comes to mind is the assassination of John Fitzgerald Kennedy. Well, that and the story of Roswell. Somehow I never considered… Read This Article
