Awards

In which your hero is spared a life of arrogance and stunted creativity thanks to a relay race gone wrong and a pedophile.

Nov 9, 1984

Definitely not whimsical. I wrote the first draft of this perhaps ten years ago and it reflects, as well as I could in hindsight, the funhouse mirror of my mind at 21. It wasn’t pretty. But if you love someone who is depressed, this might help you understand just a little bit better. If you are depressed, maybe it will give you a little bit of hope. For what it’s worth, I have not felt this way in decades.

Now without tracking!

We are tracked too aggressively on the web. I am opting out and, while you’re on my blog, I’m opting you out too.

The Best of Our Energies

The story of a visionary president, a moonshot and the most powerful toilet bowl cleaners known to man.

If Physical Mail Were Like Email

Down at the pmail warehouse, I’m scuba diving in my Incoming bin and CCing people like a dervish. If only I could find time to do some actual work.

Categories

Being an explanation of why blog categories just don’t work for me and why the navigation is so useless on this blog.

Friends Lie

The really good ones do anyway.

The Faithful Couple

Love. A little about us. A little about them. A little about nobody I actually know. A little about some trees I care about.

Liquid Programming Annoyances (and Workarounds)

A few little gotchas in Liquid (Shopify’s theming language) and some ways to work around them – conditionals with “contains,” type casting, variable scope in loops.