In the mailing it in department, I shot in my kitchen. On one side, delish fruit plate. On the other, dirty sink. Because most have both, but most would only share the non-dirty. Compare and contrast away.
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Not going to lie, I’m mailing this one in. After 700 miles for an unexpected road trip, a beer to slow my brain before work tomorrow is in order. Pic is swap meet find from a year or so ago. It hangs outside my home office. When it lit, its…
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Super Blood Wolf Moon Eclipse. In the middle of nowhere. Light pollution nearly non-existent. The barking coyotes, easily a dozen it sounded like. Persisted eerily until the eclipse went full. Like a light switch, as that last snip of light disappeared, so did the noise of the dogs.
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Winter Hof festival. A time of celebration of culture. Dancing, food, good drinks. Except this year changed. The food. They advertised “hot purple cabbage” and “hot/cold potato salad”. What the actual fuck? Its Rotkohl (red cabbage) and German potato salad. Its made with vinegar, not the shiny white shit these…
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New roof. New leaks. Cannot contain my sarcasm and disgust.
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Wanting to be heard. Likely one of mankind’s biggest … (choose the adjective). I found this little gem at a swap meet. What is your message if this was the delivery mechanism? Who is your audience?
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Reading. Used to be simple. Etch out an hour or so. Every day or so. Dalio is next.
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Work. Sometimes unpredictable and inconvenient. A rare glimpse of what after hours escalation looks like. Are you surprised?
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I used to dread when we started recording. It’d take me take after take after take after take to get something half assed worth listening to. Today, one take did the trick. Rare day.
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75 years young + 1 day. Funny story. As a young Marine, it was rare for personal calls to be received at our barracks. The exceptions were typically when we returned back from a deployment and girls were calling looking for their baby daddy. The true attention getters were senior…