Every day, he sleeps using my effects pedals as a pillow. It doesn’t look comfortable.

Charlotte makes the best pizza.

Now, when people shout “Newton Faulkner” at me in the street, I think I’m OK with it. What a dude.

Super busy, codey week. No time for photos like I’d like.

Transmit shirt arrived. Turns out, if you’re a fatty; yellow, thin clothing is not your friend. It’s also not the friend of anyone who has to look at you.

Still, at least now people will know which FTP client I use, and that’s all that really matters.