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Targeting Consumption

Drinking a home brewed porter The next step in my program of simplification is to target areas of one’s consumption. Readers of this blog know I enjoy craft beer and it certainly is a measurable portion of my consumption. Clearly brewing my own beer is the answer! I dabbled in home brewing in the late 90s when I was living in a house with some of my old college chums.  After making a successful beginners…

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Goodbye old paint

Last photo of my 1991 Honda Civic Today I sold my 1991 Honda Civic and have finally gone car free. I bought this car in 1999 when I was commuting from Olympia to Seattle in a 1969 VW Bug.  It served me well for that commute (which fortunately would only last another few months) and then when I first moved to the “greater” Seattle area (read the Eastside for those of you in the know).…

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Letting Go

  I’m nearing the end of my process of drastically reducing the amount of stuff that I own (as discussed here and here) and I thought I’d discuss a bit of the results of all of this. I’ve been converting a lot of atoms into bits; music into digital files, books into eBooks, objects into records, papers into scans.  At the same time I’ve taken a hard look at everything I have and have been…

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Radical Detachement

(I wrote this about 6 months ago and am republishing it here with some recent updates. This is the promised follow up to the earlier Too much of everything post.) I’m in the throes of a process I’m referring to as “radical detachment” in which I’m riding myself of much ephemera that I’ve held onto for years. I’ve got homework from elementary school, college notes, old toys, found rocks, ticket stubs, concert flyers, informative brochures…

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Too Much of Everything

A few years ago my grandfather on my mothers side of the family died and I was one of the people that went through his apartment helping to depose of his possessions. Its an odd experience to be in a space that has been someones life, finding the objects that they have attached some memories to, now forever inaccessible. What really set me off thinking through was his large collection of LPs and Reel-to-Reel tapes…

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