It turns out I'm autistic. Finding out has been one of the best things that's happened to me this year.
In which I practice small, fun drawings for the entire month of October.
My family just got back from a week+ trip to see Monday’s total solar eclipse. Since we had to drive so far (Arizona to Wyoming), and you never know if Mother Nature will cooperate, we wanted to see some people and places along the way. Then, if for some reason the eclipse was a bust,...Read More
Thank you, Arizona DOT, for your magnificent Twitter account. You helped out a lot of people yesterday.
I've been gingerly beginning my exploration of the world of fountain pens. Well, on an extremely amateurish level. Mostly, I just like fancy writing, and dislike my own writing. Somehow, a fountain pen will make my handwriting gorgeous and fancy and flowing. Right? That's how this works, right?
Imagine immersing yourself in a living history museum dedicated to life during the Colonial period of the United States. Long, long before the musical Hamilton came out, there was Colonial Williamsburg.
Traipsing across the land, searching out a hidden box with only a few clues to guide you. Think Geocaching combined with orienteering, but without any pesky technology, and you have Letterboxing.