
Stroke Update
Stroke’s done, heart’s ticking, just waiting to see if I get a tune-up in March.
Stroke’s done, heart’s ticking, just waiting to see if I get a tune-up in March.
After decades of hand-coding my sites, I’ve gone the hosted CMS route. Blogging has come full circle, and now I’m publishing via email.
Burnout, dread, and the sense that everything’s unraveling—caught between panic, paralysis, and yelling at Cybertrucks.
“The beach is my happy place.” “Crafting puts me in my happy place.” “Happy place, happy face. Farting on the human race.” I don’t know why, but the idea of a “happy place” has always seemed to me like it was contrived as an excuse for people to post
Time and Attention Well-Spent As an industry, those who create things for the internet have gone down a path of stealing attention in the name of eyeballs on our creations. Your attention equals monetization in the form of ad revenue, in-app purchases, and all those kinds of things that, in
The past three years have been weird.
Hello, dear reader. It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other.
How “Wild Kratts” helped me realize why I creatively feel like crap right now.
misfitrad.io is born.
Why I’m not quitting my day job any time soon.
Just another mid-life crisis, brought to you by Microsoft.
Let’s be each other’s enablers.