Springfield MO US
La Roux Bistro
I’m really excited to eat here today. I’ve been wanting to try this place for a while now.
This little corner of my website is where I collect things from the everyday goings-on in my life. It’s a chronicle, exhibit, and junk-drawer all at once. I have not had a social media profile in quite a few years now, so this part of my website fills a similiar purpose to what those places did for me in years past.
I’m really excited to eat here today. I’ve been wanting to try this place for a while now.
It’s always great to meet up with the ol’ college buddies.
I am starting to understand that, at the moment, my most urgent tasks are doing things that give me more space to think or provide me room to be intentional.
I took eight bags of clothes to the thrift store this evening… eight bags.
The house is starting to fill up with small piles of things to pack… cords, books, gifts, clothes, etc. Travel is looming, and I am excited.
This poor dying tree has been producing mushrooms like crazy for a month.
I just about have this old window cleaned up and ready for new glass and glazing.
I went on a side quest last week and didn’t work on my website very much. But now I’m ready to pick things back up and get things in order for my upcoming trip next week. Lately, I’ve had so much fun making software for myself, or for just me and anoter. It’s been soul-cleansing after six years in the corporate software world.
I’m grabbing a post-lunch coffee with my good pal Dan.
I am apparently at the age where the bodies of me and everyone I know around the same age are starting to show serious signs of wear.
It’s just sort of sinking in that today is the first Father’s Day since the divorce.
Out for a Saturday walk with my son.
I’ve really worked on a lot of small, personal projects… which has been great! I have, however, put little time into anything that would support my livelihood.
Home ownership is the gift that keeps on giving. Three broken windows, one leaky toilet, one flooded basement, and a partridge in a pear tree.
My mind has been jumping around between too many projects lately. I ought to take some time to weed out and wrap up some of these things.
So called pleasures, when they go beyond a certain limit, are but punishments.
It’s all fun and games until someone shames you for having green bubbles in their messages.
Back here to see The Mandalorian and Grogu with the kids.
It feels like there aren’t a lot of good places like this left in the world, which I think is a real shame.
I have been doing a lot of creative coding and general building lately, and I feel like part of my soul has finally returned to me.