Mitch Cohen
Whoo-hoo, I won a prize! I can’t say what it is, because I don’t know. Maybe it’ll fit into this wall safe. Which I really have, hidden behind a painting like a real billionaire, actually filled with this fake money. Top secret for a few days, hush hush and all of that.
Thank goodness I have good vision, because my fashionable kids would make me wear glasses like this all the time.
Some people in this building should take a flying leap, unlike the delightful flying leap demonstrated in the foreground.
We have an old-ish house, and a carriage house. Below the carriage house is a crawlspace, accessible only via a small window. However, within the crawl space is a ton of old stuff. I can’t find any sign of a door, even from above. How it all got in there is quite the mystery.
I’ve had this puzzle nearly five years and have only put a few dozen pieces together. Of course it has 32,000 pieces and is 17’ x 6’ assembled so it’s taking my brain a while to wrap my head around.
Journey’s Escape was only a favorite album for a short time. It was one of the first I purchased, from Caldor, with newspaper route money. I’ll bet this is this disc’s first spin in 30 years.
I started this month trying to take new photos for each of the day’s prompt, making that part of the challenge. I couldn’t come up with anything for Hurdle on a busy day where I wasn’t leaving my house, thus the archive search. Perhaps I’ll have more current inspiration tomorrow.
I searched Photos for “hurdle.” It found four images, none of which contained hurdles. In this case, a 2013 panorama of a school playground. The swings do look a bit like a hurdle. In the rear-right, is a barely under-construction track. Long completed, it often contains hurdles.
You’re not seeing double. My father and I met for dinner 1500 miles from home, and without planning it wore the same plaid shirt.
I could have waited on the gas, even with the near-empty tank. But I’m all-in for the monthly photo thing on micro.blog, and this was perfect for today’s word: Station.
I don’t drive much, and most driving is very short distances (errands and shuttling kids). I’ve had the car 57 days. That’s even lower than my 9,000-mile-per-year average, due to a vacation. The car gets 25-30 miles on a full battery and charges from a standard outdoor outlet.
My new car’s first trip to the gas station. 2020 Prius Prime, a plug-in hybrid. 1034 miles since the dealer-provided fill-up. 9.948 gallons needed. 103.94 MPG equivalent. My best guess is 55% was electric, the rest dead dinosaurs. I need to dig into the car’s stats to know more.
Progress of the baked ziti in the oven. (Now that I’m home from vacation, the quality and interest of my micro.blog photos seemingly decline…)
My kids asked to watch the sunrise over the ocean this morning, and I couldn’t say no. (The sun is in outer space so this is also my photo blog thing of the day…)
Balance, with distractions. (Photo taken yesterday for this purpose, but not posted until this morning, due to distractions.)
