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2024

I asked for it

I asked ChatGPT to roast me and it did a hilariously ego-checking job. “Your blog reads like a never-ending therapy session where the therapist has left the room and you’re just talking to the empty couch.” Well, that’s hit the nail on the head so neatly it’s not even funny. “It’s like watching a person… Read More »I asked for it

Well wishes

As you may imagine, I have in my possession a vast array of notebooks. The first draft of most of what I find important begins with paper and pen. And while any scrap will often do, I also have a library of pre-prepared trees for a compendium of anticipated use cases. One green book is… Read More »Well wishes

Ride the Lightning

I met Metallica once. It wasn’t much to brag about – it was a festival meet-and-greet that I didn’t earn or really appreciate – but it’s a card I sometimes pull out to fast-track connection with a certain demographic of acquaintance. I was maybe fifteen and, though I was only really familiar with them by… Read More »Ride the Lightning

Keep The Faith

Some of my most vivid early childhood memories are of Bon Jovi VHS tapes. Mostly I watched them. Sometimes I played with them. Sometimes I simply laid them on the floor and admired them. Those memories hit me as I started watching the new Bon Jovi docuseries. I knew they were there, I suppose, but… Read More »Keep The Faith

Lex

For my nineteenth birthday, I dragged my friends to a rock bar, and then a rock club, drank a likely obscene amount of vodka, put eyeliner on my bandmate, and moshed the night away with a big guy with a mohawk. Maybe I made out with him, that sounds like teenage me, but I don’t… Read More »Lex

Wherever you go

The one thing I wanted as a kid was to get out of my town. I hated it. It symbolised entrapment, drudgery, isolation, futility. I dreamed of running away, or being abducted, or the apocalypse coming and embarking on some barren adventure through the wastes of a scorched earth. Yes, I fucking loved Fallout as… Read More »Wherever you go

Things we cannot escape

There are many examples of suffering in the world. Always. But, especially, it seems, right now. I don’t have the credentials to speak to most of it. But I have suffered. And I can’t gauge how much, exactly – there is no adequate metric. But I’ve suffered enough that I thought it might end me.… Read More »Things we cannot escape

Action!

I prefer my words written. It lets me have them organised; at least by the time you see them. If I can’t practice what I’m going to say, I’m a bit scared to say it. Until I hear it, I don’t quite know what it’ll be. Sometimes it’s genius. Sometimes it’s madness. Mostly it’s just… Read More »Action!

The right metric

Before I quit my job I worked in data analytics. I wasn’t quite a wizard, but I could certainly baffle the townsfolk with my fine displays. I enjoy playing with metrics. So I thought, at first, I would keep doing that, at least for a while. That data wrangling would be how I made my… Read More »The right metric

Adequate signage

Many things can happen only in iterations. When we can’t know how the pieces will behave until we let them loose in the world, we learn primarily through failure. And that kind of learning can be…enchanting, actually. It can be so much fun when something breaks in an unexpected way, and such a joy to… Read More »Adequate signage