2020-03-01
While people think of it as a game of young hotshots, the average hypergrowth company is actually started by a 45-year-old.
While people think of it as a game of young hotshots, the average hypergrowth company is actually started by a 45-year-old.
Owners of expensive cars are more likely to drive like assholes.
Getting all kinds of new facial hair ideas from this CDC respirator instructional warning.
I’m a sucker for kitchen hacks.
As I’ve written previously, these days, I work from my phone and iPad more than ever. But, at heart, I’m still ‘mobile second.’ For long or demanding tasks, I’m orders of magnitude faster and more comfortable using a PC.
So, last week, I was dismayed to find the space bar of my trusty MacBook Air acting up, ignoring every few clicks, occasionally double-spacing after a single press. By this weekend, things had worsened, and nearly none of my space-barring yielded single spaces, alternating entirely between nothing and doubles.
Monday, I headed to the Apple Store on Fifth Avenue for a Genius Bar appointment. Where, despite this being a known issue with Apple’s newer butterfly key switches, they didn’t have any replacement keyboards in stock.
Hopefully, the part will be in today or tomorrow, and I’ll have a repaired computer back by the end of the week. But, in the meantime, I’m doing my best to slog along with just my mobile devices, using two side-by-side for ghetto-fabulous multi-tasking, coding in patently unsuitable editor environments.
And all I can say is: Joni was right. You don’t know what you got till it’s gone, indeed.
Always useful, but especially prudential now: research on where people miss when they wash their hands.
I feel seen by pretty much all the installments of Catana Comics.
I was in the gym with clients from early this morning, but came back at lunchtime to work the balance of the day at home. Or, at least, that was the plan. Instead, I seem to be an object at rest, unable to overcome the inertia of our couch.
I’m trying; I really am. Even this blog post is an attempt to kick-start things, to get rolling by knocking out some quick, easy to-do list wins.
And, perhaps, that will work, and I can pick up momentum as I go. From past experience I’ve learned that sometimes days like this, despite their slow starts, turn out on balance to be highly productive in the end.
But other times, I just stay stuck, don’t really accomplish much at all. And though, earlier in life, those sort of no-progress, do-nothing days stressed me out, I now increasingly think: sometimes that’s just the kind of day it is. And that’s okay, too.
How Google got its employees to eat their vegetables.