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This year, I didn't hit any of my goals. So instead of wallowing in that through several thousand words, here are some lists of things I did do and see that I found joy in over the last twelve months.

Most years I write a long, heartfelt blog post about how things went — the goals I hit, the things I did, the goals I have for next year. This year, I didn't hit any of my goals. So instead of wallowing in that through several thousand words, here are some lists of things I did do and see that I found joy in over the last twelve months.


5 favorite piece of art I saw in person


5 favorite pieces of art I didn't see in person


5 new skills I attempted to acquire


5 silly things I bought that made me happy


5 silly things I didn't buy but kind of regret


5 mediocre photos I took that feel important to me

I saw this tree walking to the SAP Center to go see a hockey game. There's a kind of urgency, when you're in a crowd like that, even though it's rarely warranted. Get to the line, get your ticket scanned, get in your seat, go, go, go. We weren't running late, but I still felt like I had to keep moving, keep going. And then I thought "wait a minute, no I don't" and I made us turn around so I could go look at this tree, growing through a fence. "This is an important tree," I said, taking photos of it while people gave me deeply weird looks. I still think about this tree all the time.

A few months ago I was having a terrible day. Just awful. I won't get into why, but I was mad and frustrated and feeling totally helpless and I had to walk away from my computer otherwise I was going to do something I would probably regret. On my walk, stomping around like an angry eagle, I saw this sign and it made me laugh out loud. Windago Win, you scoundrel. I hope you are never caught so I can continue seeing signs like this.

We drove out of our way to go see this store because the name "Music for the Eyes" was too mind boggling to pass up. Music for the Eyes! What does that even mean!? In this case it means a self-proclaimed "silk road bazaar" full of rugs, jewelry, statues and other odds and ends. And yes, it's 100000% run by white people.

I love to watch slow things move. Snails, slugs, nudibranchs — stuff that gently, glacially, but persistently makes its way through the world. This is a two in one, two photos of proof that even if the motion is so slow that it's hard to detect, it is indeed happening.


5 memes that now have their own dedicated neurons in my brain


5 things I'm proud of


5 things I'm hoping to leave behind

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