Phoenix 2019. Looking downtown.

Doc Martens 1991-2019.

When I think of the stories these guys could tell. Walking the streets of London, Paris, Rome, Venice, New York. They traveled with me through every single move.

Except the last one.

What a great life they had though. Cheerio old friends.

When you sell your house, no matter how much of a good idea it sounds, do not rent a truck and move yourself. I do these things so you don't have to.

From a suburb of Phoenix to actual Phoenix proper, a city dweller now. It's exciting and exhausting and are there ever boxes for days.

Life in the Desert. Phoenix 2019.

First thing in the morning with a cup of coffee in hand is the best time to scribble some things on this here internet website. Today I'm mostly giving the eye of annoyance to Lightroom. Or I should say whatever I did to Lightroom to now make it crash whenever there's an SD card in the reader. So that's cool.

A night of restlessness. Dreams of fields and abandoned haunted buildings. Coffee clearing the brain fog. Should be a nice day, no clouds, 84 degrees they say.

I reached a new level of being underwhelmed with today's Show Time event from Apple. I'm just not the target audience for credit cards, magazines, and exclusive games. They also utterly failed to sell that TV+ thing to me. No trailers, no pricing. Just felt really weird and un-Apple like. Yawn.

I still have lots of old school bloggers in my subscription list. I haven't cleaned it out. And won't. Just in case blogging becomes a thing again.