Kevin Kwok has a schtick about how friend groups underinvest in themselves. A group of people with high mutual trust, shared interests, and low coordin…
First month of job freedom has been great so far. I spent a couple of weeks in Redondo Beach, a quiet beach town filled with retired and military peopl…
First things first: sorry for the silence. The last post I sent out was in October of last fall, breaking the monthly cadence I'd kept up for the prece…
I went to Disneyland with a few friends at the beginning of this year. For those who've never been, Disneyland consists of multiple mini-parks that bra…
I wrote about the crash of our social markets at the start of the pandemic. While much has been made of the recovery of our financial markets, consider…
I wrote four drafts of this newsletter that I'm not going to send to you. Each one is about a completely different topic. None of them are bad, I don't…
I've published a book about online communities, told through the story of open source developers. It's called Working in Public: The Making and Mainten…
As we've transferred our collective consciousness to the stratosphere, a spaceship veering hastily out of Earth's orbit in a fiery blaze, I've found so…
I turned in my book manuscript a few weeks ago. It took 18 months to complete, if I start counting from the moment when the idea first wormed into my b…
You might've seen a bunch of these fun social graphs circulating around Twitter a few weeks ago. For example: There was something surreal to me about s…
If my Amazon order history is to be believed, I've decided to go on a little Japanese fiction kick lately. One of the books I picked up was Kokoro, by …
I left my job at the end of October. With a few weeks free before starting a new gig (more on that in a sec) — enough time to relax, but not quite enou…