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.
I’ve seen a number of people posting their default apps and thought I’d jump in to the fun too. It’s something I’ve been thinking about and how many of the defaults I use are truly defaults.
I would do very poorly if I were “competing” in Hemispheric Views 097 - Duel of the Defaults! because many of the default options on the device or platform aren’t what I am using. For many categories I use a number of things because 1) I can never be content 2) There’s always a new shiny object to chase. Notes being the biggest area. Having recently given up SimpleNote, Google Keep and Joplin and trying to simplify with… three different apps.
Moving from Android to iOS in the past year is why most of my photos are in Google Photos but more recently newer ones are in Apple Photos. But I’m also looking at other options, using Nextcloud for storage and Photoprism/Immich for organizing them.
It will be fun to look back on this list and see how many of them are still in use.
Time to clean up Halloween and get ready for fall decorations (birds) since it’s not quite Christmas decor time.
Yet.
I will never get tired of watching the city come collect large items with their skill crane truck.
This Ken’s job is Meetings.
Set my phone near the bird feeder at my dad’s place and used the watch as a remote shutter.
Captured some lovely images. Like this Tufted Titmouse (left) and Chickadee (right).
Milkweed or something like that spilling out of a seed pod.
