Part 40: Tick Tock
Photo: Rosan Harmans via Unsplash “You should marry him,” My grandmother said with emphasis on the word him. “Just pick someone already!” I could hear… Read More »Part 40: Tick Tock
Photo: Rosan Harmans via Unsplash “You should marry him,” My grandmother said with emphasis on the word him. “Just pick someone already!” I could hear… Read More »Part 40: Tick Tock

I always thought “inbox zero” was an urban myth. How is it possible that one’s inbox could have literally no emails in it whatsoever?
The last time I checked there were around twenty-thousand messages. Incoming ones starred for later, bookmarked newsletters going back to the beginning of time begging for acknowledgement — the dutiful read, watch, response, purchase or listen that may or may not make our lives slightly more whole.
I don’t know about you, but I’m a hoarder of information. I’m pretty much obsessed with emailing myself several times daily — links to recipes, lengthy thought pieces, cute shoes — never to be opened at the fabled moment for where there’s actually time. Let’s face it, emails generate more work than pleasure. And if the case was in fact pleasure, my pocketbook surely wouldn’t be pleased.

I’ve moved a handful of times in the past few years. In order to make each transition go smoother than silk all efforts were made to donate or sell as much as humanly possible. (The word I used on repeat was “…catharsis!”)
In the end, it felt great to donate all those clothes I’d never wear again. I was initially sad to part with all the books I secretly knew I’d never read, knowing they’d find a better use in the end. The cooking supplies I’d barely use and stacks of house records I was holding onto for reasons only the vinyl gods know why — all of those things I simply didn’t need any more. They were a nice to have, but didn’t define or help me grow in any significant way within the present tense.

Is building a product actually easier than marketing the thing? Some would answer yes. Perhaps it depends on what you’ve set out to build. (Yo, anyone?) On one hand, while marketing has become easier due to more methods at our disposal and advanced tools for measuring impact, the holistic idea of “marketing” as a whole does have its challenges.
For one, marketing departments don’t have a template to follow. There are no feature sets, no assigned tasks in Jira, no testing build to see if the features actually work.
That’s not to say that building a quality product isn’t challenging — it’s been reported that less than 0.01 percent of consumer mobile apps actually find financial success. The argument is then reversed. Is marketing to blame for this unfortunate rate of success? Perhaps.
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Photo: Greg Rakozy via Unsplash I typically update this blog towards the beginning of every month. In December I wrote three pieces for January and… Read More »Part 37: Looking Back (Once)
Adele’s “25” is the third full-length album from the singer/songwriter in four years following the understated international success of “21.” One cold, rainy Sunday afternoon,… Read More »“Let Me Photograph You In This Light” – Adele’s 25
Photo: Paula Porto via Unsplash Over Thanksgiving my best friend from childhood and her husband announced that they’re having a baby. They made the announcement with… Read More »Part 36: An Escape For Normal
Photo: By Greg Rakozy via Unsplash It was December and the first time visiting San Francisco in years. I was flown out for a job interview… Read More »Part 35: A Liminal State
Photo: Sebastien Gabriel via Unsplash Fuck it. Fuck this. It’s not worth it. This is embarrassing to admit, but those are the words that run… Read More »Part 34: Time’s Up
Wow, it feels incredibly strange to type the words! If you’re reading this, I’m huddled in a ball somewhere weeping. Just kidding! That’s what I… Read More »35 Things I’ve Learned In 35 Years
Photo Credit: Bullshit Dreams I turned the small square box over in my hands, opening it to reveal a flash of chrome – edges sparkling… Read More »Part 33: An Even Exchange
Photo credit: Joseph Logan My favorite people in the world are misfits. They yawn loudly in a hushed yoga class. They say things like “I’m… Read More »Part 32: Oddballs, Weirdos and Misfits.
“In Our Heads” by Hot Chip, 12″ on limited edition colored vinyl The entire TV on the Radio album “Seeds” reminds me of a guy we’ll… Read More »Part 31: The Soundtrack To Our Lives
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The other week I attended a Creative Mornings lecture featuring David Allen, founder of the forthcoming Jazz & Art Museum in Oakland. Each monthly lecture features a theme and this month’s was “Revolution.”
Allen spoke about the history of jazz, folding in its founders as key examples of revolution. He said that bebop musicians understood their present and transposed it into action – men and women who struggled like crazy for a genre that would later be called “America’s classical music.”
You stare at it. “Go confidently in the direction of your dreams! Live the life you’ve imagined.” For a millisecond I think it says jeans.… Read More »Part 29: Arguments With Kitchen Magnets
Photo By Sébastien Marchand via Unsplash It takes time, but eventually you begin to feel it. The crossing over. The soil settling around your twitching… Read More »Part 28: Navigating The New.
Changing the title for this blog, typically, is an instinctual move. Sometimes it’s driven by an SEO experiment, other times by so-called “artistic inclination.” This time… Read More »Tiny Words