The Overshare

Alt text: as generated by Chat GPT: A bearded man wearing a black hoodie and a baseball cap with "Evans Fabrication" embroidered on it smiles warmly at the camera. He is seated at a desk, hands resting near a large amethyst crystal surrounded by small, flickering LED candles. A ruler and a pen are also visible on the desk. In the top right corner, a small video call window shows another person with blonde hair tied up in a bun, leaning over a notebook. The background is a simple office or workshop setting with a whiteboard or bulletin board partially visible behind him.

Alt text: as generated by me: "I bet you're hating the lighting in here," Tyler says.
"Nahhh!" I protest, looking around the harshly lit space. Overhead lights. What Liz Lemon would call "grocery store lights," that make everyone look terrible like one "just got out of the ocean in a 1700s painting."
We talk about the time we used to face-time during out distance courtship and within a month I installed a lamp by his desk.
"Here, this'll make it better."
The phone camera goes Blair Witch Style as he collects electronic tealights and an amethyst crystal.
"I feel like this face-time is going to start costing me $10 a minute when you start divining my fate."