A space for mostly short form stuff and responses to things I see elsewhere.
An excuse so pathetic that it’s not even worth getting mad about it.
Shouting into the Brussels-based void, alas.
I’m annoyed every single time I enter a date in iCal; I actually enjoy entering them in Backpack. It’s as palpable as the difference between going uphill and downhill.
Yes, I first noted this 19 years ago. Yes, it is still true. No, I will not vibe code a solution.
Did I say that all these instant messages were like asking me to pick up your discarded chocolate wrappers? Let me change the simile. Your instant messages are like you eating the cheeseburger, while I have the heart attack.
Really great set of photos and words.
No way home.