Lock Them Up
This week, I began to obsess about another old letter writing technique: letterlocking.
View ArticleUnderstanding My Father
My father was a distinctly midcentury man. He was a man of tract homes and manual transmissions, cigarettes and pipe tobacco, straw hats and huaraches, sand dunes and surf fishing, Frank Sinatra and...
View ArticleElbow Room for the Holidays
In late 2019, I felt my mental acuity begin to falter. I would lose track of days, couldn’t always remember whether an event was yesterday or a few days before, failed to recall conversations, and so...
View ArticleIndistinguishable From Magic
Any technology, sufficiently advanced, is indistinguishable from magic. It’s been a busy, busy start to the new year, filled with terribly mundane things—buying/selling vehicles, gathering data for...
View ArticleThe Music in the Weaving
As some know, a month or so ago I fell down a deep rabbit hole: I am learning how to weave—weave, as in, to make cloth from yarn or string. With a loom. And shuttles. Seriously old-school, low-tech...
View ArticleRunning Up That Hill
Book-learning, while useful, can only get you so far on the path toward competence. This is especially true in the arts. To learn a thing, often you simply have to do a thing. But some learning curves...
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