Category Archives: Life

New Chair

Picked up a new desk chair this weekend, Knoll (Charles) Pollock Executive chair. Kind of the chromed-out 1100 of mid-century-designed office furniture. Even more important than the chrome, however, is the comfort. I think this unit was manufactured→

Pickles!

Didn’t mean to take a hiatus from blogging, but I guess I did there, huh? Anyway, been super busy and posting a retrospective would be even less interesting for me than it would for you! Har Har. I will→

Bigfoot

If I had to pick a single childhood hero, it would probably be Optimus Prime or Bigfoot. I really hope Michael Bay is never hired to direct the story of Bigfoot. If you’ve never been to a monster truck→

Domino

Best beast. Masa and I get to have her for a week! It’s been great; we might not give her back. LOOK AT THAT FACE.

Mechanical Pencil Love

You may or may not know that I love mechanical pencils, but the fact remains that I do. I have this Koh-I-Noor Rapidomatic 0.3 that I really like: good weight, smooth action, lead type indicator, knurled grip. And it’s→

Back from Mexico

Well, I just returned from one of the best weeks of my life–vacation in Cozumel, Mexico. I’ll be blogging again henceforth. Maybe I’ll mix in some photos from the trip, as well (taste the self-indulgence!). I realized that week→

Laundry Day

Took it easy today, except for a laundry date with Masa.

Pretend SF Breakfast

It’s not quite the same, but grabbing a Kyoto from Blue Bottle and one of their “Morning Buns” sure makes my tastebuds feel like I’m in San Fransisco (which is a great feeling)! Really trying to not eat any→

Modular Ports O’ Call

I always wanted either of the LEGO harbor sets. There are newer versions as well but these are the golden age (as far as I’m concerned): the very early 90′s. The Launch ‘N’ Load Seaport (top) and Intercoastal→

Pies ‘N’ Thighs

It’s hard to believe but it’s true: after all my years living in the South, I’ve had the best fried chicken of my life in the Southside of Williamsburg, Brooklyn. Sorry, Mom. Please don’t disown me. You should go→