Thanks, man.

I’m sure the hospitality industry loves this.

I think when he says “aura” he means “stench.”

I have a masters in painting, which is about as “low utility in the world” as it gets. Spent much of my 30s reading lay physics. Wish I knew more math. A broad range of learning makes one a deeper, richer person.

That song's in my will to play at my funeral.

Just discovered I had walnut trees this summer. A fried asked if was going to make ink. So I did.

Made a logo for my yellow house and tested some labels.

A month ago I read the exact same paragraph in two different stories by two different writers.

I worked there for 6 years as an artist before another round of layoffs washed me ashore. Still hurts to see Shutterstock bylines.

Been an awful lot of questionable reporting and editing in there lately.

Tree lights went up yesterday.

I just did the annual Moving of the Snowblower from my neighbor’s garage to mine. Just raked my leaves for the first time yesterday.

Yeah, I call a patch of Crescent “the beach of the blood-red sand.” Got one of those big disk magnets and screwed it to the end of an old broomstick to capture a bunch. (Kids love little clear boxes of magnetic iron.)

I’m rather lackadaisical about it, but hey, it’s a start. Check a cigar shop for empty boxes and tubes. Crescent in Maine is full of garnet and iron - the black tube to its left is iron I separated out with a magnet.