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The Defenders of the Byline
I don’t think I ever remember a time when there were journalists who garnered respect directly from the byline. By that, I mean people would read an article and say “Oh, that’s by Ms X, it must be good”. Most trustworthiness and prestige was held by the publication, not the individuals. Some organisations, such as…
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Snowball
My Apple Watch tracks my steps, minutes exercised, hours standing, and calories burnt. I used to ignore all of it. But now I have a bit of a streak going, and man, the snowball effect is REAL. To the point where I’m walking round the block at 10pm trying to knock off all my goals….
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Wills
Finally, we have finished writing our wills. Perhaps, dear reader, you’re in them, but you’ll have to wait and see. It’s a strange experience, thinking about what happens are you wander off the mortal coil. For me, the hardest bits were figuring out the edge cases, such as if we both die, and their godparents…
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So much fun
Our dear friend Sydney had a surprise birthday party this evening. Her grandmother, who is now a great-grandmother, had made the trip from Austin to be there. I used to think older people were gross, but these days, you realize they’re living treasures. What they have seen in their lifetime, and the changes that have…
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Broken down
To celebrate Bastille Day, I made Coq au Vin for dinner. It’s a classic for a reason. It isn’t a particularly difficult dish, it just has a lot of parts, and takes a while. The result is spectacular. It’s probably like most things in life; a combination of time, consistency, and getting the small things…
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Antiquated
I read today that apart from the ultra high end stuff, antiques have essentially collapsed in value. One person estimated it at a 90% drop, which seems high, but it could be true. It certainly feels directionally true. I can’t remember the last time I went to a peer’s home and saw some serious, made…
