It’s been a long month of bad sleep.

Haven’t even boarded my plane and I’m already missing my god son.

Ok, the lasagna at The Pink Door was excellent, I only wish I was hungry enough to eat the whole menu. Solo dining can be wonderful, especially when you have a view of the water, a nice breeze, and a good book. But it’s a real bummer when you’re eating alone instead of with someone who is willing to share half the menu with you.

If you ever want to know the secret to becoming my dear friend, be the kind of person who goes to a new restaurant that’s supposed to be wonderful and order as much of the menu as possible to share. In fact, order more of the menu than is reasonable.

My dear friend, Darwin.

A bit heavy, but delicious. The recommended pork rib was an A+ addition.

Jess and I went to Meow Wolf in Santa Fe, NM, on I think Mallory’s recommendation, in November 2019. It was an absolutely wild and cool experience and one I thought about a lot during the pandemic. I remember thinking about how that bizarre experience may never exist again while wrapped in a bubble of fear during the early parts of the pandemic and I remember being grateful for the experience.

It’s so cool to see it continue, expand, and receiver accolades.

Oh yeah, that’s why I like Portland. Random place on Yelp 3 mins from me.

My Travel focus mode.

Guess which days I’ve felt happiest.

No edits, just remarkable colors on a beautiful day.

Who is walking who?

Inner peace achieved

I mean I’m not going to order this, but I feel like a should, just to support somewhere that would have this.

They don’t really make Barber & Beauty Supply Shop Fixtures & Supplies buildings like they used to. I find myself thinking of how different our economy used to be, and how unsurprising this building ran into trouble in 1929.

Not my least productive day.

Is there a better breakfast than a baguette with poached egg in tomato? Probably not.

Strange sight while taking a quick walk for dinner.

She spends the whole day like this.

For years, I just used my own pots, weights, and Macguyvered contraptions when using the sous vide, but it’s really so much nicer to use tools that are engineered for my specific use.

It seems like everywhere you look in Mexico there’s detailed tile work. It’s an amazing and enduring bit of architectural heritage.

This machine just zips through creating keys.

When do I feel peaceful solitude? Is it while looking up on a silent winter night or listening to the cacophony of summer?

Maybe it’s during pouring rain storms like we have tonight.

The weather this morning was gloomy, but I was still back on my bullshit. Feels good to lift again.