I dig computers
I came across the image above via my Pinterest feed. As I love writing and its glorious accouterments: typewriters, journals, pens, stationery…all such lovely things for me…this image sung to me.
It makes me think of Kerouac, typing madly upon his spool of paper. Poets, journalists, writers of years past, clicking these keys magically. Yeah, I know these folks didn’t Bullet Journal, but at least the book has a classic style.
So, that’s how I started my day. How about you?
Perhaps I should call this “elements of MY style”. But, anyway, Pinterest served this photo up to me today:
Oh, how I adore this photo! First, years ago, I had a fixation with scooters and, specifically, Vespas. Then you add in the fact I am fond of weathered, aged things. Oh, and I am fond of his satchel. Lastly, I love tweed! Mix that with a flat-cap and *chef’s kiss*.
I’ve had many flat caps over the years. My current arsenal holds two from Ireland (though I expect the fellow above is Scottish). And I don’t wear tweed that much any more. Perhaps I should fix that. Anyway, my closest alignment with this fellow comes with the only scooter I’ve ever owned. No, not a Vespa, but I had a Honda Elite 150 back in the late 80s (before I went to Oregon and Job Corps).
I enjoyed it greatly, but didn’t take it with me when I went to Oregon. It would’ve been handy after I got out of the Navy and lived in Downtown Seattle. But, well, I would’ve had to port this thing around the country. Which wasn’t in the cards.
Anyway, some fond memories here.