As some of you know, I think the world is going to come to an end sooner rather than later. I think we are going to move through the movie Civil War type unrest, and move into the Book of Eli. I fantasize that I am going to end up like Denzel Washington/ David Carradine as a solitary man walking the roads, all alone. Chances are I will die from a stroke when I run out of prescription medication. But, I like to maintain the fantasy.
As a watch guy, often times you end up thinking about as a watch as something to solve a problem. I am going to become a sailor, or I am in going to work in a radioactive environment or whatever. In my fantasy about the end of days, I am going to want to wear a watch while I roam the abandoned relics of our civilization. So, at some point this spring I did some thinking, ended up doing some buying, and sort of decided on this watch as my end of days watch.
I ended up liking it very much. Out of it, I decided I would only wear solar powered watches all summer. I own 5. Two digitals, and three Citizen Watches. It was great. I really only ever wore 1 watch. This one…
I love this one. It is probably the ONE. Who knows.
But, I wore solar watches all summer. It was cool to think of solar energy on a small scale. We have intergrated solar into all parts of our lives. I am not 100 percent sure how it all started, but it all started, and there we go.
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Cheap pens ruled the summer. I have an active journal practice that I have kept going since I was about 12. I am starting to think that the writing is devolving into the mundane, but I am in the middle so I have no idea. From time to time I take on themes in the practice. Whether it be this or that notebook, this or that writing time or whatever. This summer I decided to only write in my journal with inexpensive ball point pens. You see, for the most part I write in a roller ball sort of way. I have handmade ball points from my main man Pat Peckham, but since he passed away I might retire them.
The thing I occasionally love about ball points is the ridges. I am a lefty, and a heavy handed one at that. So, the writing is fast, with the crooked hand, and pressing hard. So, the ball points make ridges. Which I love sometimes. In college I would go to collections at the UW library and see the notebooks and archives of poets I loved, and was stoked to see the physical form. I could imagine Ginsburg sitting on a boat, with a cheap notebook and whatever pen writing about Gregory Corso and all of that. I could hold it, and the ridges felt like a connection to the author for me.
So, this summer I I wrote with a classic bic crystal stick pen, whatever the new papermate thing is called, and a couple of clicky ball points from Target.
For fun, I switched back to rollerball pens today. Not sure why I do this, otehr than knowing that the physical sensation might break something loose. I hope it does.