This thought brought to you by the semantic shift from talking about my "compost piles" to talking about my "compost yard".

Fraktur is its own language

Swap a barn door for the dresser and it's my day. Cheers!

Proper lid discipline saves service

Pocket wine is almost always a good idea 😁

Walk out into the loveliest wood you can find and enjoy the wine you brought with you.

David Barts' ET Bembo update to Edward Tufte's ET Book with better ligatures.

github.com/DavidBarts/E...

I am here because my wife and children are Spanish citizens, but Spain has a visa specifically for remote work, freelance, and consulting. www.exteriores.gob.es/Consulados/l...

That got me right on the nostalgia bone. Man I loved Gotham by Gaslight. Guess I'm on the hunt now...

The kind that is almost as bad as the ones who record it and then wait for the victim to die so they can cash in. Absolute ghouls.

Spain loves QR codes in restaurants, and loves PDF menus. If a restaurant presents me with a qr code sticker on the table and it attempts to download a pdf menu, I leave, and I tell them why.

Seems like what they'd say if you ordered in the bar at Margaritaville

I might raise an eyebrow if you refer to yourself as an artist, but I definitely roll my eyes if you refer to yourself as a content creator.

I write, so I am a writer. I grow plants to sell, so I am a farmer. I am not a vegetable creator, and I am not a content creator.