Generational musings

So I’m getting old. My nephew turns 18 soon, and the wife suggests we buy him a watch. He doesn’t wear a watch… at least he doesn’t wear the G-Shocks, Casios, or mods I’ve built him over the years. He’s surgically attached to his phone, and is constantly late to everything, therefore paradoxically in need… Continue reading Generational musings

On the workbench part six: Granny’s Delfin

Friday, September 20th, 2024, I knocked off of school at a few minutes past eleven o'clock. I greeted everyone with smiles as I lugged my books to the car. It was over. The last semblance of normal school died a few days ago; from then on, it was just over three weeks until final exams,… Continue reading On the workbench part six: Granny’s Delfin

Amidst ink and blood

Friday saw the beginning of the end of my high-school career. It's funny how, for ten months now, I have been expecting and looking forward to this moment. I am still a high-schooler until November 25th; thereafter, I am changing my name, address and frankly anything else tying me to the last eighteen years of… Continue reading Amidst ink and blood