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.

Now here’s a meme I can get on board with. Taking photos of yourself and doctoring internet search results.

BRING BACK GOOGLEBOMBING!

So, there appears to be no 364. I actually missed 163, but found something I could use for that day.

So, I wanted to take a nice self portrait for the last day of the year. Unfortunately, it’s so hot that I’m sweaty and red and that idea went out the window!

This project has been so fun (although there have been momentary lapses in concentration and inspiration) but I really feel like the quality of my images has improved overall. I definitely prefer the photos I’m taking now, and I’m enjoying it way more too. Almost certainly going to just carry it on anyway.

This is an awful photo. The minimum focus distance (even at 28mm) of the lens I have on loan is just longer than my arms, so even though I got the "everything’s fine" double beep, there doesn’t appear to be a focal point here. Oops.

After getting sick of the upkeep of a handlebar, I decided to wipe the slate clean. I’ve not seen my face for a little while, and my winter weight appears to be leaving, so so can my winter plumage!

In the spirit of metal friday, I decided to operate on my beard. I’m not too sure about it yet. I’ll give it a couple of days and get rid of it if I don’t like it.