Did some #journaling on my #smithcorona#smithcoronaelectric#typewriter earlier this morning. I realized that this typewriter is the same color of my very first journal, with my dad gave to me. It was a fake book with a winning cover, and the pages were about half the size of a normal sheet of paper. So, it is kind of neat that this typewriter is the same color, and that I am using it to journal quite a bit. It is also kind of smelly, like it was stored somewhere a little damp at some point, but after a while I realized it smells a lot bit like my dad’s old workshop and that’s what made the memories of that journal come back to me — that’s where we were when he took that little green book off of the shelf, wrote my name in it, and gave it to me.
Looks like my thrift store karma is still as strong as it was when I lived in Charleston: a current-generation #Apple Airport Express that I can use to airplay my music to a spare set of speakers… for $4? Yes please.