<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Charlie Do — journal</title><description>Notes on surfing, ordinary life, and making things.</description><link>https://charliedo.surf/</link><item><title>Checking the forecast is not surfing</title><link>https://charliedo.surf/journal/checking-the-forecast-is-not-surfing/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://charliedo.surf/journal/checking-the-forecast-is-not-surfing/</guid><description>On the suspicious pleasure of planning for the thing instead of doing the thing.</description></item><item><title>I gave a fictional rock star a demo tape</title><link>https://charliedo.surf/journal/fictional-rock-star-demo-tape/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://charliedo.surf/journal/fictional-rock-star-demo-tape/</guid><description>An unreleased experiment in hearing a song that only existed on a page.</description></item><item><title>A small defense of being bad at things</title><link>https://charliedo.surf/journal/small-defense-of-being-bad-at-things/</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://charliedo.surf/journal/small-defense-of-being-bad-at-things/</guid><description>The first try has a use, even when it has no grace.</description></item></channel></rss>