- The popular wayfarer style sunglasses started off as optical glasses in the early fifties and has been iconic ever since. My shades are this style for this reason – iconic. May have to look into getting my eyeglasses in the same way.
- Backronym ,noun, an existing word turned into an acronym by creating an apt phrase whose initial letters match the word, as to help remember it or offer a theory of its origin. For example, rap has been said to be a backronym of “rhythm and poetry.”
- Why do alarm clocks only allow you to snooze for 9 minutes? Due to the mechanical limitations of the late 1950’s alarm clocks, it was possible to mechanically have a gear set for 9 but not 10, which would complicate the gears. Smartphone alarms could help you to snooze as long as you want, but in homage to the clocks, will only allow 9 as a neat throwback.
- The Fake Book was a self-printed composition in the 60’s of famous jazz song sheet music made by two students and a professor due to the fact that other students could not afford the expensive sheet music. Apparently every jazz musician and jazz wannabe has an underground copy so anyone could join in on a jam session. And yet somehow, no two jazz musicians ever sound the same.
Category: Thoughts
Driving along Estero Beach Ave this morning felt like I was in a Formula 1 race because a police car was setting the pace and leading a long train of cars behind him as we swung around from chicane to chicane down the strip. I wanted to weave in and out to warm my tires but not easy to do in a work truck.
Stuck in traffic on the way to the islands via the Sanibel Causeway this morning I had the pleasure of witnessing floating pelicans take off from the water because a pod of dolphins were swimming toward them. Four of them were swimming parallel to the shore and myself driving slowly until I lost sight of them as I went up the bridge. Wow.
On Captiva Island I heard a convocation1 of ospreys above me and went about my work. I then heard a loud “snap!” of a tree branch and looked up to see the seahawk carrying this large branch off into the sky. The branch was larger than it was and that is saying something.
I love nature down here.
- the collective noun for a group of osprey ↩︎
The self-inking desk stamp has finally arrived so now I will be able to add a little more personal touch to my correspondence. It’ll look great inside the book covers as well.
There are so many things I had planned to do to start a new year off but laying in bed off of my foot was not one of them.
I had hoped to get a casual ride in this morning and a dedicated ride in the early evening. Maybe by this weekend!
This is my last day of freedom after a 9 month hiatus from working. I am flying out December 1st, tomorrow to Houston to begin training. SWFL-CHT-HOU and back to SWFL on December 6th, one day before my birthday.
It was a long, frustrated break but I am happy to get back into it. I thought I was done with this industry but it has pulled me back into it out of necessity.
I am a mood again. I want to scrap everything and start fresh, including this website, in favor of just writing into my own OS.
Upon looking at other platforms to host this site on, everything seems so bare bones, and yet pricey at the same time that requires a lot of backend coding and maintenance I do not want.
Then I realize it is just a mood, one that waxes on and waxes off which leaves me wanting what I have already.
I have rearranged my home study into something…functional, but lack the energy to take advantage of that right now. The guest bed has been removed and in its place, a desk for analog work such as collage and correspondence.
I hit the gym for the first time in two weeks and I am feeling it. I even took a nap due to lack of good sleep while attempting to capture the Orionids meteor shower early this morning. Now, all I want to do is sleep and watch something mind-numbing.
