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My last post was nearly three months ago. Life is unchanging day by day, but, in hindsight, everything looks different. Winter has arrived, but it seems climate change is working wonders for the planet, as I remember it being a lot more cold and miserable last year, save for the odd cold front and weird… Continue reading It’s been a while, care to catch up?
I first got into watches around 2021. Maybe 2022. I didn't exactly mark the month. But it's around that time. I got into it in a big way with an Omega Seamaster Professional 300M. I bought it relatively cheap. I decided--I don't know how or why--that I was at that point in my life that… Continue reading Being a Fan Kills the Joy
The longer I've sold watches the harder it has become. It's a good business. It makes a healthy bit of money for a student and it's something I'm infinitely passionate about... However, I don't know if I'd be able to do it as my 9-5, at least as things are right now. I sell watches… Continue reading A guide to the spirits of the watch dealing forest
On my bed side table is a copy of James Joyce's Finnegan's Wake. I've had it for three months, thereabouts, and in that time I was able to go through two pages. Go through two pages, doesn't mean I understood anything. I keep reading and rereading it and keep getting lost after every other word.… Continue reading Looking for the Value of Value, Or Tool Watches Should Be Affordable, Heirloom Watches Should Not Be Cheap
Since this year's Watches and Wonders, I find myself actually caring about watches again. Not in any metaphorical way, no, I'm actually fanboying again. After maybe two years of jaded, spent, "I've seen this before" cynicsm towards the latest and the brightest, I cannot ignore the chubby in my pants over one of the releases.… Continue reading Dream It All Up Again
I had long hair. It wasn't styled into a man bun or braided or anything, it was just some hair that happened to be on my head. I was very different from my former self once I moved to Pretoria for university. Some political views changed, some remained. My faith did a full 180° rotation.… Continue reading My first time being a hipster.
It was a hot summer day in Brooklyn, not the one in New York, but Brooklyn, Pretoria. I had my first and likely only meal of the day on account of a 21-day fast at the time: a flapjack at my friend's place next door. My friend, Kat, and myself had been spending a lot… Continue reading What a kidney infection taught me about watch collecting
I recently bought my first Jaeger-LeCoultre. It's a manually wound Club model from the '60s or '70s. When I started collecting watches as a high-school student three years ago or so, I never would have thought I'd wear a JLC before I graduated university and started working a well-paying job. If there's one thing 2025… Continue reading Why you should and shouldn’t buy a Jaeger-LeCoultre Club
There are various definitions of “a mug's game” such as “an activity that will not make you happy or successful” and “a foolish, useless, or ill advised venture.” Watches are, for want of a better opener, a mug’s game. At least, it has reached that point for me. It’s tough to remain interested in 2026.… Continue reading It’s a mug’s game
I have been dealing with a wave of ennui for the last eleven months. Every time something gets resolved, a new issue arises. I have been as interested as ever with watches, but I've grown to be more and more of a cynic. My tastes in watches have changed. I've been exploring more complicated stuff… Continue reading I remember what I love about watches. Seiko Lord Matic review
The Escapement Room 