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This season has had a lot of beautiful trees in Eugene.






This year winter almost never came. We had some winter in Germany and they had some more winter after we left. But Eugene never really saw winter.


This photo of a food truck in front of the Eugene YMCA says so much about the YMCA business model. Clearly the institution is about business. First and foremost it’s in the business of selling subscriptions. Subscriptions to access. Not life-changing results. Not better communities. Not pathways towards longevity.
It’s kind of just a little bit like salt in the wound when we realize that they stuck a vending machine in front of the workout center in the kid drop-off zone.
It’s just gravy to see a bio diesel sticker on the front of the truck and a gasoline power generator in the back. There is no sense of Green at all.
We can all be grateful that the operator rinsed his hands without soap for three seconds after he took his smoke at 6:13pm.
A few years ago I stained a deck and I got a Shur-line wide applicator. It only came with one tray which was a pain. I can’t find where to get more trays. If anyone has a pointer let me know!

Also this tool looks awesome. Also by Shur-line.

Some of our screens needed repair. And so I did it.


In 2008, on the occasion of my wedding, my brother Jeremiah gave me a bottle of grey goose. There is a deeper story about why he gave me grey goose, but in 2024 Becky and I turned it into vanilla extract. The extract is flavorful and I used it in cooking and possibly a jam as well.

Another day of zero tolerance cutting.


Finishing the baseboard I never installed.


Last time we rented out our house… someone left an impression… in the wall. Preventative measures were taken to prevent such atrocities in the future via a section of 2×4 and a piece of carpet which were laying around… today I am happy to introduce to you a new counter measure in the form of a new doorstop acquired from the ReStore for 50¢. (No popping tags).



It is a well known fact that Paterson’s like to vacuum.
My grandmother vacuumed a dog. My aunt vacuumed her pool. My son vacuumed his uncle’s house, and I vacuum my gutters.


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