Couch, Rose, Autism

The psychologist’s office was a tiny one, more fitting as a storage room than a place where intimate thoughts are shared by the brave or desperate. One side of the beige-colored room there was a two-person couch, across it was a generic armchair so plain and boring that I no longer remember what it looked… Continue reading Couch, Rose, Autism

On Building a Relationship with a Vintage Watch Dealer

I don’t know if “buy the seller” originated from the watch community but it’s certainly there that I first heard it. It’s one of those useful advices that don't only apply to watch buying. But how do you buy the seller? No one tells you that.  The more astute watch buyer would merely investigate the… Continue reading On Building a Relationship with a Vintage Watch Dealer

Missing the show

To:      janjenson69@hotmail.com From:  Ian.Farnworth@bwcm.uk Subject:  British Watchmakers’ Day     Dear Mr. Jenson: Thank you for your interest in participating in the scheduled British Watchmakers’ Day. I am sorry to inform you that your brand, TrollDeep, does not qualify as a British Watchmaker. Independent of where TrollDeep’s watches are manufactured, you have incorporated in the Faroe Islands… Continue reading Missing the show

Cheap watches, cheap history

This is how my mind operates. I casually troll auction sites and vintage online retailers. I am committed to not buying anything. I see a 1940’s military style watch from a brand that I don’t know. It is a 1940’s automatic so I assume a Felsa or an A. Schild lurks inside. I have been… Continue reading Cheap watches, cheap history

Watches That Matter Don’t Matter

There are hundreds, if not thousands, of clickbait-y articles online listing the top ten this or top ten that of watches. Best watches of all time. Must-have watches for every collection. I’m not mad at it. I think these lists are often entertaining and I honestly don’t think people fall for them as much as… Continue reading Watches That Matter Don’t Matter

I may never buy a new watch again

There are plenty of things one can experience that will result in permanent change. Decapitation, a partner that is far too flirty for one's own capabilities, riding a motorcycle, and drinking brandy. Decapitation is obvious. I shan't elaborate on the next example. Riding a motorcycle is addictive and usually becomes a lifestyle for those who… Continue reading I may never buy a new watch again

Vintage Rolex: Perfection as a Hipster

I’ve been teased as a hipster ever since that word became part of the lexicon decades ago. And it somehow stuck even though I don’t consider myself one. I do, from time to time, display characteristics of a hipster. But those outbreaks of self-important indulgences were few and far in between and—I’d like to think… Continue reading Vintage Rolex: Perfection as a Hipster

Of Love for Stories and Watches

As a frustrated, wanna-be novelist I've always been drawn to Story. Of course, I prefer the exploration of the mundane and the deeply personal. When I was younger I used to love science fiction and fantasy but I must admit that my favorite parts were always the quiet moments that protagonists are obligated to have… Continue reading Of Love for Stories and Watches