It’s hard to find what to post when posting has been so infrequent
Though not much has changed in my life over the past two years. I changed companies, have climbed in position (though that part is meaningless in the overall context—money comes in an exchange of sweat, stress and less job security) and developed a greater breadth of skill, I still only work and sleep. At many points in time my head tilts back in a tense meditation as I wonder what I’m working toward.
One small trifle that may ease my concern is an immature love of wearing that one perfect watch. The perfect watch isn’t the same for everyone, of course. Some look good in a thin, delicate thing complete with gold and lace, but my perfect watch needs to have a rougher touch to it. Heavy. Steel. Something that almost looks as though it’s noisy.
I’ve narrowed it down to two watches:
The first watch doesn’t have a date function, which is almost a mortal sin. It gets a special papal dispensation for the ridiculous beauty of its face. It almost begs a comparison to Sinead O’Connor’s shaved head circa 1988, but that would be a stretch, so I won’t try to do it…oh…well, it’s like that.
The second watch, although handsome, lacks a certain dinginess that endears places and objects to me. It’s bordering on being too clean and too mechanical. Something six months of wear may hopefully change. A ding here, a scrape there and it may end up looking alright.
For more advanced players, the first is a 2824 movement, and the second a calibre 17, which is based on the 2824, though reworked. I don’t quite understand all that mumbo-jumbo, but they both tell time (from what the manufacturers seem to say).
Which does it for you more? Red or Blue?