Even when flying alone for work, I arrive way too early at airports. I even check the weight of my carry-on. Why? rules always seem to apply to me. Some would say I’m unlucky, and I don’t mind. Because I’m lucky in love.
I don’t play the lottery or gamble. Yes, in the back of my mind the fact that I’m almost as likely to win by not playing than playing probably sends the wrong vibes on the roulette table.
Here’s three things I want to blog about over at 5typos.net during January:
Paid subscriptions for 2025 My iOS Home Screen Best Tech Purchases of 2024 Let’s see if sharing this publicly shames me into actually writing the posts.
I once flew just over our Miami apartment when coming back of a work trip, and instagrammed a photo with the caption:
Home is where Ana is.
I was particularly proud of that one. Flash forward a decade, and the caption should now read:
Home is where Ana, Robie and Bettina are.
While true, it’s a bit more complex. I’d assume that Ana mostly needs our kids and myself to be present under the same roof.
Had a presentation go (really?) well today. Followed a mashup of recommendations:
Practiced my start and ending After start, I told them the 3 things that were important about the presentation. Went into each of them in a conversational tone. They’re things I know well enough. Reminded of the 3 things. Came back and tied to the practiced ending. The original presentation time was 45 minutes. Delays made it so that I had 15min.
Since I don’t consider myself capable of accumulating writing so that I can post multiple days out of a single writing session, the causality is clear: I need to write every day to post daily or weekly.
However, the dopamine hit of posting something is enough that I feel confident I can achieve the daily writing habit IF I get to post it right away.
This affects quality. But I answer my own question.
Enjoying the micro.one new car smell. It has enough customization to arrange things how I like them — but not an infinite canvas that throws me into a procrastinating rabbit hole.
I have some thoughts on the tone between this blog and 5typos.net. But my priority is to fail forward: just write. Action Bring Clarity.
Back on micro.blog after two years. Micro.one is too good a value to pass up. I understand why the full service needed to be developed before this version existed. But this is closer to what I pledged in kickstarter 8 years ago.
Ok, start of a new experiment. From the clear fail of February’s write everyday comes the OJ, aka the open journal. What the hell is it? Some of the ingredients:
Daily log.
not hidden, but unlisted.
Unrefined.
Free-flow.
No title.
Append as I go.
The practice is to write. The hypothesis is that even unlisted on the blog, I will still get the rush from posting. It will also be something I can link to from main page posts. Any content that might be something is surface-able. Going after perfect is the enemy of the good, and anything is good enough.
Need to first setup the homepage, rss and actual 🍊 OJ page on the blog. Know how to do it, must not get distracted on the (lack of) elegance of the setup.
Haven’t figured out how to do the mobile part. Desktop is easy with Obsidian.
Some unanswered questions:
Why this and not Mastodon?
Why this and not status.lol?
Why unlisted? Is not like many people visit or care.
Went ahead and signed up for omg.lol – deciding if I should keep micro.blog the activitypub main account, or just the source that pushes to mastodon/twitter.
I like how following Mastodon accounts from micro.blog improves the feed. But reconsidering just using micro.blog once Mastodon.technology goes away. The mastodon app is so much better than micro.blog for one, and I want to follow much more noise. Keeping eye on omg.lol.
As I see some of the dreamy nighmarish things AI/ML image generation software comes up with, can’t help feel sorry for those who had to endure the first few iterations of The Matrix.
Tana seems to want to be way more than a PKM, rather an everything knowledge manager with collaboration. Signed up for invite, let’s see. My love for Obsidian still continues.