This is the 22nd Street tower in the James River park that grants access from high on the bank down to the river. We ride to and across this bridge when we ride the Forest Hill/Buttermilk/North Bank MTB loop. Adam, who sent me the photo, can actually ride down the steps of the tower. It’s fun to watch. I’ll remember to get a present day shot the next time we’re over there.
I was chatting Adam before Christmas about a woodworking class he’d taken. We have a running gag between us about all of the hobbies we try to keep up with and he jokingly asked if I was trying to get a 10th. I said I was going for a dozen. The idea of coming up …
I’ve added meditation to my Things I Do list this year so this is the kind of thing I’m reading up on. It’s a very interesting question because, as he talks about in the article, the goal of this kind of meditation isn’t to “get happy”, but rather to become more observant. This can, I’ve read, lead to happiness if the result is letting go of counterproductive action (for example).
I’ve really just started to maybe scratch the surface of what meditation can show. I don’t have a well-formed perspective to build an opinion on so I’ll reserve comment for now. The article is something good for me to mull on.
[via Later On]
Modern Seinfeld answers a very important question: What if Seinfeld were still on the air today? The tweet-length episode blurbs are hit and miss, but when they’re funny they hit. I loved that show when it was on and it says something about how good it was that I can definitely picture how a lot of the episodes would play out. Good times.
I lurve a cup of tea. Green tea, specifically. Michelle has never been one to horn in on my tea time and my kids’ preference for hot beverages are almost exclusively in the chocolate family so I could get all the tea I wanted from my little Beehouse pot.
This winter, for some reason, Michelle and the kids got on the Tea Train. My little pot couldn’t keep up so I went to the pros down at Rostov’s and asked for a family-sized recommendation. Without any hesitation, they said to go with the Brown Betty.
It’s giant, so there is plenty of tea for everyone. It’s ceramic, so it keeps the tea for up to an hour. And damn if it isn’t shaped exactly like Mrs. Potts.
Beehouse on the left and Big Brown Betty on the right
This is exactly the kind of woodoworking I want to try my hand at. Small and (potentially) useful. The material cost wouldn’t be out of hand so when it goes wrong it’s not the end of the world.
[via Cool Hunting]
This is the kind of thing that will end up on 2014’s to-do list. I think it would be a lot of fun to make some beats.
I’ve been collecting things my whole life. It started with comic books. As soon as I could read I had a stash of comics that I refused to get rid of. I was physically incapable of throwing away a comic book. Like lots of kids my age I also got into Star Wars figures (and …
I feel like I had another active year in 2012. That’s good. I like being active. I get a real mental benefit from regular bouts of steady exercise. I know this because I turn into a dick (figuratively, of course, I retain my human form at all times) if I go more than a week …