Hope is interesting to kill.
How does one kill an unquenchable hope?
It serves me so well.
It's what makes me believe I'll succeed.
Ignore the odds.
But it can be misplaced.
An unhealthy obsession—a waste of the short time I have to make a difference.
Replace it with a new obsession?
I know that would work.
It's...
My Name Has A Disease.
For as long as I can remember, I've been unjustifiably annoyed by chewing and smacking sounds.
Now my condition has a name!
The cable that, interestingly, wasn’t there.
Today I hoofed it down to Seattle Coffee Works to work on an iPhone app.
MacBook. Check. iPhone. Check. iPhone cable...
Oops!
The app requires a real device, so I was dead in the water.
And I could not have been happier.
Last Friday, I was at a pivotal...
Digital nomads are blowing my mind. Interesting.
I just came across an article about a guy who also quit Microsoft to do a startup.
Not so interesting in itself, but he discovered that working while traveling is a great way to be more productive.
And most importantly... wait for it... that it can actually...
Sorrycuse Houseboy.
Today my houseboy duties for Robert and Linda come to a close.
Since I arrived, the sweaty summer has gone, leaves have fallen and been jumped into, cheesecakes galore made and consumed, ribs grilled and eaten by the hundreds, along with countless of cups of...
The Christmas of March used to be interesting.
H's birthday is this Wednesday.
The Christmas of March.
This is going to be a tough one.
I had something all picked out for her this year.
She would have been so in love with it.
I debate giving it to her anyway.
A lot.
I won't.
I think.
-D
Betrayal, torture, and damnation are terribly interesting.
How do you go from saying "I love you" over and over every day for more than a year, shopping together for an engagement ring, and moving in together with the mutual understanding that the paperwork was a foregone conclusion, to #luckiestgirlintheworld with another guy...
Crazy can be interesting, too.
Late last night, I walked the streets of Capitol Hill literally talking to myself out loud.
"She doesn't love you. She doesn't love you. She never loved you. She's not coming back."
I said each one of those to myself out loud literally hundreds of times.
I needed...