I went to a bluegrass jam concert in an old building on top of a mountain. The flags on the walls must have been there since the 1950s since they only had 48 stars. They must look all right to the old timers playing on stage.
I stayed in two different AirBnBs in the past week and they had very different feels to the. One was a converted basement that had green walls and a folding card table. It was an example of no frills. The second place was also a downstairs room, but it had weathered barn wood on the walls and lots of nice touches. The soap is fancy and the toilet paper is the same that I use at home. But in the first place, the cheap hotel-style soap barely lathers and the toilet is the cheapest, one-ply, industrial toilet. Is this what the owners use for themselves, or do they just treat their guests poorly? Real hospitality is way more about the little things than the big things.
I saw a white van with the words regulated garbage printed on the sides. I wonder what unregulated garbage is.
Our attention has been destroyed by smart phones. Nobody can be bored for even one second. People check their smart phones sitting at traffic lights. Clerks check them between customers. Even the guy holding the stop/slow sign on the road crew checks his phone waiting to turn the sign to the other position.
We know this bad for kids’ creativity and development because they have lost the ability for imaginative play. Traditional toys continue to be recommended over digital toys. But what if there is a benefit to all of this smart phone usage. And I mean for adults, not kids. Has literacy improved? Has creativity improved? People are reading their feeds more than people read the newspaper. People are writing updates and sharing pictures. Maybe as we are re-wiring our brains for the worse we are creating some benefit for society.
My Uber driver was a Hare Krishna. His haircut was the first giveaway. He was also listening to Hare Krishna music. I could see his playlist on the radio display. I asked him to turn it off. Or maybe just to turn it down. After he dropped me off, he offered me a brochure. I politely declined. This seems like an odd way to proselytize, but I guess even religious cults need money too.
When did wet cat food become paté? There’s no need to try to make cat food sound fancy. Cats don’t care and the cat owner is just buying wet food. Flavors matter. Calling it paté? Doesn’t matter.
It is better to start the day focused on the things you need to get done rather than the things you need to do.
There are no lines in the darkness. The day begins to unfold where the sky meets the water. Both begin to turn brighter and brighter orange. The colors intensify and the sky continues to lighten. There is no distinction between time and place as the day quietly rises from this moment.
Sometimes you have to lie down on the ground to get the elements of a photo to line up right.