I tried to make a heart but it wanted to be a mushroom instead. Maybe I’ll save all these failed latte art images and use them for Rorschach inkblot tests. Then I could make use of the year that I majored in Psychology before switching to Computer Science.

My first of many manicures, courtesy of my daughter. Also, this is the launch of my hand modeling business. Reply with HANDYMAN for a special introductory offer on my hand modeling services. If you know me, you know that being a hand model is the only way I could call myself a handyman.

I’m getting closer with my latte art, but still have the same issue that I’m having with my workouts: consistency. I still haven’t figured out how to get the milk to the right consistency where the foam sits on top but isn’t thick like whipped cream.

I was just minding my business this morning when I came across these modern-take-on-ancient-slings and now I feel like I need to channel my inner-David and buy one. Somebody please talk me out of it. Pan Slings

I’m getting back to reading physical books and dog-earing, underlining, and taking notes in the margins. Hand cramping has become a strong signal for the quality of a book.

An update: My latte art still needs some work.

If you give a mouse a cookie, he’ll ask for a glass of milk. 🥛

If you give a car mechanic a tire replacement, he’ll ask for a rear pad/rotor/caliper replacement and a front caliper clean and lube. 🙃

Attempt #1 at latte art 😅 My wife helped with this one lol. Latte art is the newest micro-skill I’m determined to learn!

We love our local winery. Not pictured: the goats who love eating weeds out of my daughter’s hand ❤️🐐

I love my wife.

I walked up the stairs and turned the corner to see her slathering cream cheese on a piece of sourdough.

She looked me in the eyes, wide-eyed, and said “I’ve been caught breadhanded!”

Then proceeded to laugh maniacally like an evil villain.