The construction worker swinging a Toughbook laptop around by the handle.
Another construction worker marking the ground with a spray paint can holder with these artful flicks of the wrist.
The bunny tracks in the snow in our yard.
Three different major publications tweeting “epic” in headlines.
Thinking for a sec about how weird it is that garbage collection is a part of our social arrangement. It makes sense that we would need a public service to move waste around. But garbage collection is more than that: it’s tax-funded, on-demand (or on-schedule) DESTRUCTION of objects. Yeah, we need that for banana peels, but also for old art projects? For shitty furniture we don’t want? I don’t know how we’d tell the difference between reasonable waste and unreasonable waste to put into the system—and we probably shouldn’t—but it’s (mildly) surprising that the system exists at all.
Also, insofar as destroying objects is a public institution, why couldn’t we also have a public institution for offering up stuff we don’t need anymore to other people? Why’s that left up to the private sector (e.g. Craigslist)?
How one silver lining of winter is that you can leave leftovers in your car and they’ll be refrigerated.
Keeping my wallet in a front pocket instead of a back pocket and feeling a new lease on life.