It should be mandatory for Instagram vacation pictures to show temperature at site taken. It would immediately alleviate any and all desire to have that lifestyle on my part.
It should be mandatory for Instagram vacation pictures to show temperature at site taken. It would immediately alleviate any and all desire to have that lifestyle on my part.
Is needing to speak with someone all the time a sign of… loneliness, middle age, lack of kids, excess of time, no motivation, depression, non-existing social life, the conversion to WhatsApp of all social bonds, having 80% of my friends & family in a different time zone, all of the above?
The meme that speaks to me the most is the one where a random person looks out at a landscape, takes in its incredible beauty and, knowing profoundly that he’s not able to enjoy it, says, “Fuck I wish I was happy”.
Trying out the new Raycast extension for micro.blog
At a new job, at a new role… what was it that drew people toward me? I’ve had people come to me (I was never an influential figure by no means) and speak with me, advise me, provide certain inside info as if we’d been work buddies forever and we were both planning promos…
The sheer fakeness! But that aside, what drew them to me? I have no idea. People who were quick to ‘hook me up’ and provide intros, now don’t even answer my messages. I’ve semi fallen into disgrace thanks to an insecure boss, but do they think I don’t remember the “bond” we had?
Corporate culture is such an odd thing…
The time I’ve spent deciding on a platform to write on, a template, a font, a username… versus the time spent writing.
And yet, I’m still not super happy with my choices. Micro.blog is meh ok. Ghost is expensive. Wordpress is clunky.
Using the phone in the bathroom, a few drops of water fell onto my phone screen… immediate iOS 26 effect.
There’s something to be said about wanting to live where all the people you love are bound to die. Is that what “home” is?
Human beings should never have learned to travel so fast. It should take decades to cross a continent, not hours.
That being said, there is no lonelier feeling than posting from bed next to your partner who’s reading next to you, with her back turned towards you. Not angry just… mediocre life existence.
I have never gotten a single reply. I have no idea why I post.
Maybe to feel less lonely. But the non-reply factor doesn’t really help.
It’s difficult to live abroad. It never makes sense. Unless you start a family.
It’s difficult to start a family. It never makes sense. Unless you live abroad.
Everyone I know is getting pregnant, moving to a new city, celebrating milestones.
Meanwhile, I continue to accumulate toxic relationships where I don’t learn anything and continue to live in cities far away from everyone I love.
I’ll probably die childless cause I’ve never even thought if this is something I want.
My expectations of life are still grand, but in a way as if I’m someone who will live forever even though I’m past middle-age.
I’m clueless. Have no career prospect, a series is stupid younger-than-me bosses, and hate my job.
And I’m writing this from a getaway vacation in bed with my partner while she turns her back to me while reading on the e-reader I gave her.
2025 you are quite the blessing.
I found the 10 minute summary of WWDC too long and boring.
At 2x!
I have no idea how micro.blog works, but it works. And it costs USD 1 a month.
It cross-posts, it allows long form.
Wish it didn’t include all my “tweets” in what is my “blog” but I guess that distinction doesn’t exist anymore.
Imagine LinkedIn but truthful and real.
Then again, imagine anything… but truthful and real.
The only thing I like about all the AI coverage is that I sometimes misread AL instead of AI.
You know, as in Paul Simon’s “You can call me Al”.
It makes for an occasional funny headline.
I still can’t believe how good Reeder is. I love it more and more. The only thing I’m not using it for is podcasts. But I’ve started looking at YouTube videos on it!
With the Google money running out, Mozilla should consider killing Firefox rather than killing Pocket.
I wish I hated myself al little less. I don’t know how to go about it. I think I came close when I had a fancy job. My shrink says the Universe is teaching me to love myself for who I am. I kinda wish the Universe would fuck off.
Years ago, I was hanging out with a few bandmates, including an acquaintance I was progressively becoming friends with. He was (is) a very charismatic and high intensity high energy individual.
At one point, between rehearsing or recording, I don’t remember what we were doing, he put on a YouTube video of Ricardo Iorio, an Argentinian metal legend whose ideas and politics are all over the place and never understood (so much to write about here, another time).
My acquaintance friend put the video on, put the video on mute, and we all watched the video as he, in perfect Iorio imitation, recited the complete interview word for word, sound by sound, expression by expression.
I was in awe.
I was also freaked out.
I was also envious/incomprehensive/immature/ (roll all of these up into a perfect German word).
Approximately 15 years later, I can’t stop listening to Bo Burnham’s song “All Eyes on Me”. I sing along to it. And in the break, when he starts talking / doing standup / reciting, I notice myself saying every single word, with his exact intonation, and his exact expression.
And I remember my friend.
What was it he did? What is Bo Burnham doing?
It’s not comedy, reciting, spoken word, performing… Categorizations get us nowhere.
Best to not know exactly what it is. But if we must, let’s call it art.
To Kobo ereader owners: what is the deal with images in epubs? I can’t click on them to make them bigger (and actually read them). I can’t really stretch to zoom.
How do you interact with images? Am I doing sth wrong or is it the not so great Kobo software?
Nothing has demystified and shattered more my preconceived notions of what CEOs are like than… actually interacting with those CEOs.
In such a vast number of cases, they are truly just non self-aware psychopaths that stumbled onto success.
I’m starting to think about this every single day:
NotebookLM is impressive.
It’s even more impressive when done right.
Like this example by thejaymo which is superbly done. Just… WOW
These past days I’ve been going down the rabbit hole of setting up a writing workflow that works for me. I’ve always wanted to write more and lately, I’ve been wanting to publish not for vanity’s sake but for putting things out there and connecting with people. I really believe that connecting with “random” people on the internet is such a lovely way for human beings to connect. It’s like a global-size version of a casual conversation on the street or public transport. It can change your day, it can even change your life.
I had read about POSSE before, but Molly White’s latest article “POSSE: Reclaiming social media in a fragmented world” was so good I don’t think there’s really anything to add to it. Except, maybe, how to actually do it yourself.
I’ll be straight up honest: I don’t know. But in not knowing I’ve been experimenting with a few tools and landed on a workflow that I think works well:
I think that’s basically it.
Currently I’m experimenting with:
Hope it works!
This is actually the first time I am publishing from Obsidian connected to micro.blog. So, if you’re reading this, it means I’ve succeeded. Or it can also mean I failed a million times but eventually succeeded.
Which leads me to ask: Is there a difference?