Brady Perkins's blog

Flying free from Formosa

讓我淚流!
讓我淚流!

After eight days of fantasy vacation-land, I’m back to reality, which is sad.

Formosa fever

The mystical land of legend.
The mystical land of legend.

So, this is it. The first day of the rest of my life!

Contact at Sea-Tac

I saw it, but someday I'll ride it.
I saw it, but someday I'll ride it.

It’s my second blog post for the day. I had to re-date this morning’s as being from yesterday to get Hugo to put them chronologically in the feed, so I apologize for the bad record-keeping.

Checkpoint one

Jet setting from Beantown.
Jet setting from Beantown.

For leg number one of the long journey, I’m sitting in the wrong terminal at the airport in Boston waiting for a flight to come that doesn’t leave for another two hours.

For your reading list

Hitting the books in Hit the Dog.
Hitting the books in Hit the Dog.

I know I haven’t posted in a while, but this week has been fairly boring. Last week, too. It’ll get better on Thursday, when I’ll be back in full force.

State of things

要去高雄!
要去高雄!

For one more Saturday, I’m sitting at the same Starbucks again looking out the same window. I came in this morning and despite not having been here for two weeks, it seems like at least one barista recognized me. How not opsec of me? I guess I have a memorable face.

Now, one more week

A nice geometric wallpaper for the summer.
A nice geometric wallpaper for the summer.

I know that I wrote a post yesterday, but now I’m sitting here on a Saturday morning and couldn’t help doing the thing that I usually do.

Still feel like blogging

The picture of the day.
The picture of the day.

I don’t have a picture in mind to put at the top of the post, so whatever is there is something I found after I was done writing.

The end of the beginning

A rainy day and a city road.
A rainy day and a city road.

Someday, it might be in my best interest to stop with the dramatic post titles. But, honestly, sometimes it just works.

Nice things

A nice clarinet with an unfortunate defect.
A nice clarinet with an unfortunate defect.

Everybody has a love-hate relationship with nice things. They’re nice, for sure, and they can be fun, good for learning, and nice to look at.