This is where ideas first become visible.
Some entries become films. Some become products. Some disappear after a single experiment. Many never leave this page.
These notes are working documents rather than finished essays. They record observations, failures, revisions, and the occasional thing that survives all of them.
Read them as they were written, not as conclusions, but as evidence.
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Chamath
I was three scrolls into an X session I had already promised myself I wouldn’t have when Chamath Palihapitiya appeared on my screen and said something about manufacturing having SOPs…
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The Dictionary Is a Crime Scene
Every word you have ever said is a corpse with a previous life and nobody is conducting the investigation. I found this out on a Tuesday, which is itself named…
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A Field Guide to Haunted English
I was three whiskeys into a Wednesday when the English language tried to kill me. It started with a text I didn’t send. I typed “if” and my phone autocorrected…
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The Clock Is Drunk
I lost February. I don’t mean it was short. I mean it left. One moment I was standing inside it and the next I was standing in March wearing the…
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Fortune Cookie Factory
I have been running a fortune cookie factory out of a phone screen for approximately six months and nobody has called the health inspector. The operation is simple. I sit…
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You’re Someone’s Anecdote
Somebody at a bar once pointed at me and said “hey, you’re weird, right?” and I said yes before I realized it wasn’t a compliment. Or maybe it was. The…
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The Fire Started Itself
The world is on fire and nobody lit it. That’s the part that bothers me. Not the fire. The fire I can work with. Fire is at least a thing.…
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The Shape, Not the Material
A few weeks ago I wrote about cameras. About the way we turn them on our own situations, the way the act of watching replaces the act of moving, the…
The Hofflebrock 