Author: doug

Taiwanese candy courtesy of Candi and Capt. Steve. The package reads “Delicious accompanied by you”, which is a little creepy.

Lis and I went for a nature walk in Belmont today and came across a pond that had a very large population of frogs and turtles.

No, I’m not at the beach. This sand came out of our water heater last weekend when I flushed it. The city has been doing work on the water lines and I think it stirred up some gunk.

He has a rough life.

Thanks to Greg for introducing me to what is my new favorite sipping whiskey. High West Campfire has sweetness from bourbon, spiciness from rye, and smokiness from scotch. You can see from the level in the bottle that I’ve already had a few glasses.

I have some 8mm home movies from my parents, from the 1960s. I’m taking macro photos of a few frames to see if I think they’re worthwhile to get digitized. From what I can tell, the quality is about what you’d expect from tiny 8mm frames, no autofocus, no auto-exposure, with an inexpensive camera, in the hands of an amateur. And I think I need a projector to even have a chance of figuring out what I’m looking at. But here are my dad’s parents; I think they are walking through a doorway in some sort of thatched wall.

For some reason, the earpiece ends of both sides of my sunglasses snapped off while in the case in my briefcase. For the second time in my life, I don’t have time to get my glasses repaired before we leave for the Vineyard. But in this case, my home repair — electrical heat-shrink tubing — may be the permanent fix.

Chipmunks undermined part of our front walk. I re-set some of the pavers today, and took the opportunity to make the side where there used to be steps a bit less awkward-looking.

At some point it just turns into burning the end of your stick.

A sharp knife is a safe knife.

Note: If you come to dinner at our house, your steak knife will be sharp enough to cut your thumb clean off. Be forewarned.