A small selection of dispatches and observations on the matter at hand.
You put a record on because you want a ritual, not a scavenger hunt. You want the sleeve, the liner notes, the small decision of what to play next. What you don't want is standing in front of a shelf thinking, “I know I own this, so where d…
You know that weird household panic where you're certain you own the thing, but you have no idea where it is, when you bought it, or whether you still have the receipt? It shows up at the worst possible moment. A pipe leaks onto your office…
You land after a red-eye, open your phone, and hit the usual chain reaction. No data. No way to text the host. No clear route from the airport. A client message is waiting, and your bank decides this is the perfect time to flag a card payme…
You buy a pack of AA batteries because the remote died. A week later, you open the wrong drawer and find two unopened packs behind a tangle of charging cables, tape, and birthday candles. The money isn't the only annoyance. It's the feeling…
You slide open the heavy corrugated door, and the familiar smell of dust, cardboard, and old fabric hits first. Then your eyes adjust, and there it is, the usual mess, boxes with no labels, chairs balanced in awkward places, holiday bins bu…
You're probably here because one number keeps changing depending on who you ask. The tax notice says one thing. Zillow says another. An agent gives you a range. Your neighbor insists your place would sell for more because you redid the kitc…
You finally decide to do it. You sit down at your Mac, search for a home inventory app for mac, and expect the kind of smooth Apple experience you get from your other tools. Clean design, fast setup, instant sync with your iPhone, maybe eve…
You open a kitchen drawer looking for batteries, don't find any, add them to your shopping list, and buy another pack on the way home. Three days later, you move a stack of takeout menus and find two unopened packs in the back. That tiny ir…
You know the item exists. You bought it, used it, put it somewhere safe, and now it has vanished. Maybe it's the backup charger you need before a trip. Maybe it's the warranty paperwork for a dishwasher that's suddenly making a bad noise. M…
A dvd movie collection usually stops feeling charming right around the moment you can't find the one title you know you own. It starts innocently enough. A few favorites on a shelf, a couple of box sets near the TV, maybe some overflow in a…
Vorby is a careful record of what you own. The journal is the slow-print companion — the catalog itself is faster.