This huge factory in Camp Washington used to churn out Crosley radios from 1930 until 1960. For 12 of those 30 years, music, comedies and soap operas were broadcast from the eighth-floor studios of WLW, then the nation’s most powerful radio station. (Fix it up or tear it down, Cincinnati Enquirer)
I used to live next to this building and I always hoped it would find new life. There are rumblings that it might make the transition to apartments. That’d be pretty darn awesome. The light streaming into those places would be dreamy.
Storm rolled through quick.
Lots of lighting.
I _tried_ to read this damning article about how brunch is for jerks, but I couldn’t finish it.
Sure, breakfast is one thing I know how to make. Yes, I loathe lines and hungover people. But it’s a great way to see friends on the weekend and what the heck ever.
I’m whining about whining.
I’d never tried Via Vite for brunch and I thought it was really excellent. (Menu items I can endorse: Bloody Mary, Tuscan breakfast, shrimp and grits, goetta. Things I’d skip: Nutella flatbread.)
Cruddy phone photo, fun moment of the day though. Shopping with a friend at Costco (I won’t reveal their name to protect them.)
Backstory: We each blame Fiber One bars for horrible gastronomic disturbances.
While they’re off getting something or other, I load the cart with this Fiber One crap. When they return? Much laughter ensues as we remove the offending boxes of laxatives and put them back on the shelf.
This story is better than the samples on the floor of Costco that day.
In other news: MY CAT STARES AT ME WITH THIS EXPRESSION ALL DAY. I’m like, “WHAT IS WRONG?!”
This will be a portable art space.
Peppers from the Farmer’s Market
Ties at Macy’s
The cleaning supplies aisle at Home Depot
I love the colors of the fields this time of year driving to the studio.
I should mention there was lots of wind filling out my shirt.