visiting Atlanta for the first time and my first order of business was to taste Gus’s famous chicken that just happened to be next to my hotel. the hype is real. best fried chicken of my life: spicy crunchy and juicy
small town craft fairs are the bomb. in the space of a few hours yesterday I got to chat with a local woodworking artisan who wants me to test his new line of percussion instruments and a local artist who hitchhiked from new Mexico to Pennsylvania with whom I jammed on the cajon and we might do open mic rap - cajon sessions at a local bar in the near future. I also discovered that I can improv djembe and cajon beats for five straight hours no problem.
traveling to atlanta tomorrow, first business trip, flight, hotel room in two years. anxious but also excited about visiting the newest blue state
good day of birding today considering it’s only the first day of may. spotted 46 species including the first bald eagle of the year
playing unsolicited beats at my wife’s art stall at the town punk rock flea market. come for the cajon stay for the djembe (and the dog (mostly the dog))
I love how wildflower cover in Pennsylvanian woods keeps changing week by week month by month. this week golden ragwort is queen 📷 🗺
I have decided to never have an ordinary day ever again
watching my name sake, the Carolina Wren enjoy the suet feeder a few feet away from me 🐦
when you’re a billionaire and you don’t need to hunt or gather anymore for sustenance your mind turns towards fulfilling your innermost desires. for Bill Gates it’s to save the world by eradicating disease. for elon musk it’s to gain validation by buying the social network where people make fun of him for being a total mediocre imbecile
some day I’ll write a long form post about why I love wrens maybe tomorrow
my local pub is doing a schitts creek trivia and I wish I remembered more from when we were panic binge watching it every night exactly two years ago locked down in a cabin in the pocono mountains during the first wave
sister looked displeased with my presence
in hindsight I should’ve left twitter when a twitter troll became president
preparing for my first work trip in more than two years which means googling “business casual”
a flock of yellow rumped warblers has congregated outside my window and i have cleared my schedule for the rest of the day to determine if it contains any non butterbuts that are tagging along for the company
day 2 without twitter and it feels like time not spent wilfully diving into a cesspool of negativity and bad faith performance theater might be conducive to better mental health
left twitter today hopefully for good and i’m already able to watch a basketball game, watch a baseball game, play trivia and eat a cheesesteak all at the same time hashtag brainliberation