Workbook: December, 2015
- December 31, 2015: Yellow bus...
- December 30, 2015: My date fell through.
- December 29, 2015: Lonely.
- December 28, 2015: "I'll have another smoothie, please."
- December 27, 2015: Esso, desert sunset...
- December 26, 2015: Junk from a junkyard, to the sound of the bikes.
- December 25, 2015: The gray man dances.
- December 24, 2015: Illuminating Plato's cave.
- December 23, 2015: Standing in the footsteps of aliens.
- December 22, 2015: "Sneaky".
- December 21, 2015: Ravenous.
- December 20, 2015: Walk in the sky.
- December 19, 2015: Rub my nose and make a wish.
- December 18, 2015: Eye lock on the dockside...
- December 17, 2015: James A. Cook, farmboy from Yorkshire...
- December 16, 2015: Wide.
- December 15, 2015: She arrived home from Scotland with a broken heart...
- December 14, 2015: I remember distinctly my first encounter with computer programming.
- December 13, 2015: Movement.
- December 12, 2015: Moonrise.
- December 11, 2015: The European assimilation of Tahiti with Eden...
- December 10, 2015: Easy Rider solidified my estrangement from both family and dominant culture.
- December 9, 2015: Cold sting of disappointed love.
- December 8, 2015: The fine icepick tang of jet fuel...
- December 7, 2015: The Philip Morris yacht Marlboro I...
- December 6, 2015: "Stop makin' all that racket!"
- December 5, 2015: The American surfers have very lovely friends.
- December 4, 2015: Cold.
- December 3, 2015: White Sands...
- December 2, 2015: Students and their English.
- December 1, 2015: Blue bathrobe and balloons, solarized.