When Childhood Obsessions Turn Into Letdowns
We are planning for a project that would involve finishing a portion of our currently unfinished side of the basement. To prepare, I’ve been going through some of the crap stored down there to free up space. Part of that is digging through the massive box of sports cards I’ve been lugging around for decades. I knew these were largely…
A Change in (Pas)Times, Pt. 2
Time for part two of my hobby update. In the first entry, I shared how I had sold all my camera equipment. I ended that post by mentioning I had also done something unexpected and possibly dumb. In those weeks after I sold my camera gear, I did everything I could to quash any second-thoughts about the decision. I unsubscribed…
A Change in (Pas)Times
I’ve been working on this post for literally two months. It isn’t groundbreaking, super important, or one that I think my readers will finish and say, “Damn! That was some good blogging!” It’s just a post about hobbies and how my interests change over time. The problem is I keep turning it into a lengthy philosophical rumination about how/why we…
Some More Old Man Shit
As if the golf wasn’t enough, I have myself another old-man hobby. Or I nearly had another old man hobby, I should say. Back in July I saw an online ad for a watch sale at some random store. It wasn’t a store I was interested in, but I clicked through just to see what was available. The watch I…
Anatomy of an Obsession
Over the years I’ve had plenty of obsessions that dominate my attention and time. Sometimes it was a person – sorry to all the girls I was a little weird about back in the day. Sometimes it was a band – there’s a long list of artists that I got way into and would listen to, non-stop, for months at…
User Error
This post-Louisville entry centers on one particular moment of my visit, and explains why I missed the first four minutes of the game on Saturday. I took my fancy camera to the ‘Ville. I got a few decent pictures with it, but each time we made a pit stop, I questioned whether I should leave it with the truck or…
Street Photography 101
Last week C marched in the Indianapolis St. Patrick’s Day parade, as is custom for third graders at St. P’s. It was a fabulous day, especially compared to when M marched two years ago. It was bright and sunny, in the mid–50s when the parade began, and eased into the low 60s by the time it ended. Two years ago,…
A Bit Of A Photog
Without those pesky kids around during the day, I can finally knock out a few longer posts that I’ve been sitting on for months. First, a post I know Billy is looking forward to: a summary of my adventures with my new camera. To reset, I purchased an Olympus OM-D EM–10 back in May. It is the first “real” camera…
New Tricks For An Old Dog
I hinted last week that I had made a purchase that would require a lengthy post. I’m sure some of you immediately thought, “That glorious bastard bought an Apple Watch!” Nope. My feelings about the Apple Watch are pretty similar to how I viewed the initial iPhone back in 2007: cool gadget, but I don’t see the need for one…
First Taste
I couldn’t wait any longer, so last night I cracked open my first bottle of my first batch of beer. While I found it lacking in a few areas, I am reasonably pleased with how the B. Brewery’s first beer, Naismith Nut Brown Ale, turned out. My first concern, as I mentioned last week, was that I had presented too much…