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emptying the gray water tank

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The reason that technology so often disappoints and betrays us is that it promises to make easy things that, by their intrinsic nature, have to be hard. Tweeting and trolling are easy. Mastering the arts of conversation and measured debate is hard. Texting is easy. Writing a proper letter is hard. Looking stuff up on Google is easy. Knowing what to search for in the first place is hard. Having 1,000 friends on Facebook is easy. Maintaining six or seven close adult friendships over the space of many years is hard. Swiping right on Tinder is easy. Finding love - and staying in it - is hard. Nailed it, Bret Stephens from the New York Times.

I love the reaction I get when making vet appointments for my dog after they hear his name is Freddie Mercury. It totally changes the tune of the call: “Oh my gosh, did you see the movie? I didn’t know he was such a sassy queen!” Oh. I did. And canine Freddie Mercury lives up to his namesake.

I used to think Oreos were only good while hiking thousands of miles across the country. I mean, I couldn’t possibly enjoy that processed garbage in my real life. Then I ate one yesterday. Then I ate a few more, just to see. Turns out, I think Oreos are delicious all of the time. I’m disgusting. 📸: biking around Wisconsin before fall came and stole the green.

Yosemite Winter of 2014 >= Yosemite in Summer of 2017. Fewer tourists. And 🌲 🔥. But always lovely.

This morning at the airport I noticed every single billboard screen, usually reserved for consulting companies shouting over each other, telling everyone how they’re better than the next billboard, was replaced by a beautiful scene of Madison, WI. Not an advert in sight. A small change that made a big difference, at least for me.

October morning commute. I like how the man fits perfectly in the triangle. Triangle Man.

It’s not that I hate summer. I just really love winter. And walking on water.

79° in Wisconsin in October calls for one last dip in the lake. Or in Freddie’s case, a few paws. 🐾

That hiker thing you do when you point at nothing in particular for a photo.

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