I found some time this weekend to put up some concert posters that I recently got framed. I really, really like how these came out, and each one represents some great music memories.

The closest I’ll ever get to being Hank Hill came Tuesday when a neighbor texted to say I had a bad brake light. “No problem,” I said aloud to no-one, standing by myself in the kitchen, “I have a spare on the workbench, and I know so because I cleaned the garage last weekend.”

Happy John Wick Day, everybody.

Judging from conditions on my windowsill thermometer, today’s forecast is Cthulhu.

Spaghetti and sardines

I’m taking the day off. So far, so good.

I was out walking this morning and spied a big bolt.

@kitt I thought of your circles when I edited this up!

Adulting pretty aggressively today: Cleaning the garage, taking can after can of ancient paint to the city’s drop-off day (yay!), descaling the coffee machine, fixing a bike tire, and making yogurt in the Instant Pot.

My new jam: Fuji X-T30. So far I’m really enjoying it. While I love my X100S and the X-T30 doesn’t feel quite as good, it still handles nicely, and its autofocus and low light performance are so great. It’s really fun to have a new, dedicated picture-taker to carry, again.

It’s New Josh Ritter Album Week!