“If you want a golden rule that will fit everything, this is it: Have nothing in your houses that you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful.” - William Morris
I still need to hang these lovely Penrose Tile windows by Claire Oliphant, I love all of her works!
Surprising bonus of working from home: russian crunches between questions when the video is off during conference calls.
Walked along the neighborhood alleys tonight. Said alleys seem to be the only reasonable elevation texture around here, lots of short hills.
Listening to two twenty-somethings talk about what screwups their younger siblings are, I suspect every one of us is someone else’s “what a screwup.”
Today’s stair walk of Portland’s Alameda Ridge was just under 14km and about 3 hours long. Next time, I’m wearing shorts.
Reminded again, pain is fleeting, glory is forever, chicks dig scars.
Especially the scars part. They are beautiful. They make us who we are.
Him: “Are you in line?”
Me (masked): “I am not.”
Him: “Would you stand some place else?”
Me: looks, sees I am standing 8’ from him and the line “No. If you get in line, and move forward, you’ll be, you know, 12’ away.”
Somewhere in Portland is a guy who thinks I’m the jerk.
More than a little delighted by tonight’s take out. I have had more take out in the last two weeks than in the previous four months combined. For this, however, I mind less. #ramen