Inspired by gourmet ideas, nurturing the notion of culinary caste greatness… or, more honestly, after scrolling through Instagram of Poles living in Ireland, I bought myself a little knife to cook outdoors.

When you’re riding through beautiful scenery, you want to capture it and share it — but you can’t pull out your phone while driving. So the photo arsenal has finally gained a tool for shooting on the go. Stay tuned for new videos on the YouTube channel!

The absence of snow in these parts had made me a bit complacent — but that won’t do, so a shovel was finally bought and put in the trunk.

The older axe (who, by the way, is named Ira) has been joined by a smaller one. Still unnamed and without any mods for now, but I think we’ll sort that out come summer.

Today I’m reading that Twitter has permanently banned one red-haired president. I went to see what that looks like (nothing, really) — and remembered that I had already banned him myself a few months ago. When I first arrived I followed him, since it was interesting to keep a finger on the pulse of the country, but then I couldn’t take the flood of meaningless information anymore. Well, once again I’ll congratulate myself on how smart I am. If only it worked that way with bitcoin :)

This particular purchase, on the other hand, was well thought out — it had been patiently sitting in my Amazon wishlist, waiting for a discount.

After swinging an axe all summer and realizing that cutting trees crosswise is not the most rewarding of tasks, I decided to splurge on a saw. Naturally, for camping I wanted something portable and foldable — though you could just as well throw a regular hand saw in the car, it wouldn’t be quite feng shui.

For quite a long time I was perfectly happy with my Pebble Steel. Even after the company was acquired and shut down by competitors, enthusiasts had written the software, a server with watch faces, and everything kept ticking along. The watch looks great — metal bracelet, a familiar almost-LCD screen, and a battery that lasts a couple of weeks. Modern watches that need daily charging can’t even compare!

Somehow before I knew it, I’d picked up a couple of flash drives. Time moves on, and the enormous university flash drive with its 4 GB is now only good for booting Ubuntu onto one of the old machines. And if you want to put a bit of music in the car — you’ll need to upgrade. Well, let the bigger one just sit there. You never know when you might suddenly need a 128 GB flash drive in the middle of the night…

Well, what can I say. Finally. It happened. Giving in to this year’s madness triggered by the release of yet another new PlayStation, I decided to upgrade mine as well.

This story begins in a neighbor’s bathroom.