Category: HoHum

  • now

    Prepping a screen (bigger, uncropped) Often I’ll browse a photoblog and pine for details of what is going on behind the camera. And though my writing skills could use sharpening, it is something I’m letting slip around here. I’ll regret not knowing the context of images when I’m older and decrepiter. Yesterday was the scooter…

  • Previously a quarter

    Inflation

  • Bare

    An orchard yesterday. Now the branches are covered in a light dusting of snow

  • haircut

    Ohio, as viewed from Ludlow, KY For the brief time I spend with my barber, I feel I should be paying extra for therapeutic consult along with the beard trim. She can tell when something’s wrong simply by having you sit in the chair. It’s a combination of clues one could cram into the last…

  • Ghosts and short posts

    Maybe a scarier shot at night… So I don’t feel all guilt laden, I’m going to start posting pictures with captions and trim out the yada yada yada part of entries from time to time.

  • Simpson’s Blue

    Nice I’m skipping all the good parts from the previous week that was so chock full there wasn’t much time to note everything. And then on Friday it sort’ve went downhill… I could blather on about congestion, sore throat, fever and then some. The weekend went by and the most interesting thing I did was…

  • Grounded

    With toothpicks for legs Today I made a janky ethernet cable to replace the one that didn’t work last week. Still didn’t work until I got some expert opinion. Made yet another and presto, there’s now Internet in places it wasn’t before. Oh, and it’s been raining a ton here, so I’m wearing big boots.

  • power chords

       E5   F#5  G5   A5 D–2—-4—-5—-7 A–2—-4—-5—-7 E–0—-2—-3—-5

  • Bad Lunch

    Nozzle Spring might be back, so I decided to break up the day of mouse clicking with some outside time. I took photos of leaves and whatnot while walking up the street to a greasy spoon. The bartender, a woman of her late fifties, was on the phone crying. Her husband is dying of cancer…

  • Rollin

    The hills are alive Basement floor paint dry, I started to help piece together bits of the screen printing equipment this afternoon. At one point, I pulled up the wiring diagram entry so we could make sure all the ‘lectric parts worked. Driving home, the overcast day made greens pop. In other news, I took…