Life of Bryan

“Dad, can we put the skeleton away? I don’t want Santa to be freaked out.”

Just began training the new person for my old job as a courtesy, and I got such a strong deer-in-headlights look from them that I’m wondering if they’ll still be here next week.

Being with your partner for a while is to know them. This morning’s convo with my wife went something like this:

Me: You know who I think you’d like? Sade.
Wife: How do you spell that?
Me: S-A-D-E
Wife: What the hell?
Me: Yeah.
Wife: ~Playing it on her phone~ Omg I love this!

I got really tired of scratching up all my polycarbonate lenses so I sent in my WP frames to have real glass lenses put in. It’s going to take a few weeks before I get them back, but I’m so excited!

I feel like Apple might’ve done something sneaky in the most recent update and removed my wife from the sharesheet in iOS Photos in order to force Family Sharing adoption.

The false advertising on Google’s hotel pricing is amazing. Even with actual dates plugged in, the advertised prices in downtown Seattle have sometimes been over $100/night off from reality (+). And I’m not talking about third parties like Expedia, but prices advertised from the hotels themselves.

It doesn’t happen all the time, but for the last several weeks or so, I have been ticking so many items off my to-do lists and feeling very accomplished. I attribute this primarily to better sleep. My focus and energy have improved as a result. Not sure why, by my insomnia has subsided.

Somehow missed that my lil old car surpassed 150k. Knock on faux wood, but I’ve never had it in the shop for anything other than routine replacements. I’ve had this car for over 10 years and it was a few years used when I bought it. #subaru

Invariably, when I’m watching clips of the Rich Roll podcast, I find myself not even listening to what the guy is saying. Often I’m just thinking: “dang, this guy has a good tan. I wish I had a successful podcast where I could hock underwear and plant-based protein so I could afford to live in Malibu.”

My phone updated last night and the Journaling app showed up. And I’m sort of relieved there isn’t a share option on entries. The last thing I want showing up in the Fediverse is the minutia of every person’s day.

As a musician, perhaps the most egregious example of my own ignorance that I’m willing to admit is that, for too many years, I thought the hippie folk music of the 60s was real folk music. It’s taken a lot of unlearning. I chalk it up to being an 80s child of a teenage parent who worked nights.

Lows in the 30s this week. House is chilly and my little girl (21 months) keeps waking up, even well layered. So…she’ll be absorbing my body heat in our bed tonight.

Time to turn up the heat and put a nice tropical scene on the TV while I work on the couch today. 🌴