I’ve been keeping a diary for thirty-three years and write in it every morning. Most of it’s just whining, but every so often there’ll be something I can use later: a joke, a description, a quote. It’s an invaluable aid when it comes to winning arguments. ‘That’s not what you said on February 3, 1996,’ I’ll say to someone.
— David Sedaris , Writer
Building tiny foods and baking them in place with resin is very satisfying. I deeply enjoyed placing popcorn kernels and tiny noodles into my chicken noodle soup.
They’re called MGA’s Miniverse - Make It Mini. There’s food and lifestyle ones and other kinds.
Absolutely loved it. Read part and let Wil Wheaton read part. Light and silly fun to start the new year.
Hello 2024.
The machine I sleep with has a dying motor.
So instead of peaceful sleeping, I get a motor whine that changes pitch when I breathe.
Friday can’t come soon enough.
I hope this appointment leads to a new CPAP.
I’m looking for a Nintendo Switch game to play with my wife that is Minecraft in its crafting, foraging, exploring. But 1) has a story of some kind 2*) doesn’t look like Minecraft 3) is couch coop.
Anything meet that mark?
(*We lived through the 8/16-bit eras. We are ready for round edges.)
Happy New Year’s Eve!
Laid in bed last night solving NY Times mini and “midi” crossword puzzles and enjoy ones Connections.
Simple nights. Togetherness. ❤️
(“Midi” is their term for their medium crossword but it bothers me as an ancient internet boy.)
Nothing hurts like a hometown, especially Dayton, Ohio. Cornfield after cornfield. The notorious HELL IS REAL sign off of Highway 35 that, after all this time, still makes me sweat. I contain multitudes and apparently all of them are anxious.
After nearly three years away, my hometown now feels like a sweater left too long in the dryer. Familiar but unwearable, itchy at the edges.
Beautiful prose that I feel every time I read turned to my two stoplight home town. Different town. Same anxieties and ghosts of my past.
Generl Store
Please enjoy this cooler I saw at the thrift store today.
Roku knows everything I watch on its devices. It would be nice to have that data too. So I could send it to Trakt or something.
Watching my sister-in-law play hockey.
It’s wild to me she plays at the Utah Olympic Oval.
Just your local ice rink.
There has to be a happy medium between “Stab your knees woth metal and your
Tray table tips because it can’t sit flat” and “How about 8” of freedom and movement. Oh, and you can even extend your legs at the knee.”
Left is standard seat.
Right is exit row.
United flights.
I agree with every crying child in the airport.
This is terrible. Nobody wants to do this.
My Christmas wish is being able to travel from the East Coast to the West Coast by train in hours and not days.
Between Black Friday, Small Business Saturday, Cyber Monday, Giving Tuesday, Walk Up Wednesday, Thank You For Spending Thursday and Final Day Friday, I’d forgotten Christmas is still a couple of weeks away.
The artists I follow reminding me to order by… or I wouldn’t get my order reminded me.
Decorating the golden frog.
Podcast idea: Sorry, I Was Multi-Tasking
Two or more people talking past each other while half paying attention and half reading emails or talking to someone off-mic or simply daydreaming.
Sharing a name with the protagonist piqued my interest. But now I am halfway through book five into the six book series and absolutely ravenous for more.
Fun and lighthearted with wonderful engaging characters and world building. If you enjoy the Murderbot series you may well enjoy the snarky AI and our heroes Carl and Donut.
I made this for dinner a few night ago and have been feasting on the leftoverss ever since. 10 minutes per side was perfect. The pork was perfectly tender and juicy.
I love reading on my Kindle Oasis for its buttons that let me use it left-handed.
I am deeply frustrated at how bad everything else is around Kindle.
ebook management.
Library loan management.
Goodreads being left for dead.
Kindle app left for dead.
This is how I would like to spend the winter as well.
First fire of the season.
I had Instagram recommend I follow… myself.
And I don’t knoww how to feel about it.