My epic binge watch of the new Doctor Who show ends tonight. One episode to go and then I’ll be caught up until new episodes air in November.
I still have 7355427846428 episodes of the original series left though.
One More to Go
Category: photography
Lily
Say hello to Miss Lily.
Robin
Say hello to Miss Robin.
Shake to Shuffle the Back Yard
I cooked my lunch on the grill in the back yard today. It’s cold inside the house and roasting hot outside. In between hamburger flips I took a few random pics with the Hipstamatic app on my iPhone. As I did so I posed the question to the universe: If I do start using Hipstamatic regularly again, will I be the only person on Earth doing so?
I posed the question to the 900,000 folks on BlueSky Social and no one responded. I went to Flickr and searched for images tagged “hipstmatic” and sorted the results by date taken. There seem to be a few people there still using it. I checked a couple of Hipstamatic groups as well and they are still getting updates with recently taken images. Based on that I would not say I will be the only user left on Earth. I will say that I am one of the only users left. That’s okay with me.
As usual, I used the shake to shuffle function to randomly assign film/lens combinations.
Someday I am going to buy a medium format film camera. Consider this as me practicing for using a square format option. You’re welcome.
Guilt Works Sometimes
Yesterday I wrote a post trying to guilt myself into working on new music today.
It worked.
One new song, complete with double tracked rhythm guitars.
Also, today’s photo a day is done. All before starting the work day. Not bad for a guilt trip.
Across the River
Traffic Nightmare
40 mile drive today took about 130 minutes. Yeah, that fucking makes sense. Must have been the first day back in the office after Labor Day. Gridlock nightmare from hell, right on fucking queue. Suffice to say if I were working from home today I would not have wasted over two hours of my life sitting in fucking traffic.
Far From Home
Daily writing prompt
Share a story about the furthest you’ve ever traveled from home.
The furthest I’ve ever been from home is San Diego, CA. Completely on the other side of the continent. A place where the ocean is west instead of east. It feels weird.
We went on our honeymoon in 2009 and have returned a couple of times since then. We had plans to go back this year but they have been scrapped in favor of other ideas. We will get back there one of these days.
I can say in all honesty that if ever I had a reason or a need or a desire to move away from Greater Boston, San Diego would be my first choice for a new home. I had no idea on that first trip that I would love it as much as I do.
Meow, Right?
I took a pic of Lily too but it was a little too blurry to keep, so it’s just Robin this time.
Return to Disney World
Inside the Red Head's Head 