- Resilience and Despair by QAALM – first off, my dogg Brock rules. I’ve been in two bands with him, he was in my wedding, and he’s just an all around rad dude. He’s in this band, and it fucking crushes. Atmospheric doom clocking in at no less than 15 minutes per song. Super stoked to hear this after they’ve been working on it for so long and that it’s getting a great reception.
- Out of the Woods by Oregon – I remember seeing this album in my dad’s record collection for ages and being intrigued by the album art. Now, like 35 years later, I totally get it. Haunting, complex, yet relaxing jazz fusion stuff.
- Just started the second season of Raised By Wolves. It’s getting pretty wild. Trying to get through this season so we can move on to Severance.
- Learning about the Asian Squat
- My cousin’s YouTube channel where she does stuff like reaction videos to Infant Annihilator songs
- The Dark Forest - book 2 in the Remembrance of Earth’s Past trilogy. I’ve never read much science fiction in the past, but these are pretty cool. If you’re not familiar, it’s written by a Chinese author, and the translations are pretty interesting. They feel much more … I dunno, descriptive than books written in native English. There are some cool concepts at play, and the second book is quite different from the first.
- The Daily Stoic – yeah, I know. Cheesy self-help, pop-psychology, Broicism™, blah blah. But I dunno, it’s just a nice way to start the day (when I remember to). Ultimately, it’s just a good reminder to not sweat the small shit and just pay attention to the things you can actually control. Seems obvious and easy, but, brains are not very smart. A minute to learn, a lifetime to master, etc.
- Obsidian – basically just a plain text / markdown editor. But, they’ve managed to get pretty much everything right with how I’d want to build up my collection of ideas and notes. There’s a whole “Personal Knowledge Management revolution” going on right now, mostly credited to a rediscovery of the Zettelkasten method and the popularity (and subsequent downfall?) of Roam Research. Basically, it’s taking a bunch of notes and easily linking them together from the text so you can have your own mini wikipedia or something along those lines. I’m a nerd who loves new apps and tinkering and this shit is right up my alley. The rabbit hole goes deep, and it’s flexible enough to look and act pretty much however you want if you put in the time with the right themes and plugins. It’s pretty much emacs for normals and I’m here for it.
- Raycast – this is pretty much the latest iteration of the whole launcher app idea that started with Quicksilver back in the day, which led to Launchbar and, most recently, Alfred. Those are all great and, in my opinion, necessary tools for using a computer, but Raycast feels like the next generation of the idea. It’s based on javascript, of course, and has a built in extension browser, etc. But, it also incorporates the nearly-ubiquitous command-k command palette approach to things you navigate to, and has the ability to interact with web APIs baked right in. This means you can do things like create Jira tickets right from it instead of having to open that piece of shit in your browser.
- Cardigan – I got this cardigan for Christmas when it was on sale and I shit you not, I’ve worn it pretty much every day since. This plus my house shoes makes me feel like Mr. Rogers. My friend Zac described it as “feral” and that feels about right.
- Home automation – I’ve gone all in with HomeKit since everything I have is Apple for the most part. This means at any given point it’s hard to tell if I just misconfigured something, the network is being crappy, or if the house is haunted. HomeKit doesn’t have as much stuff out there as Alexa and whatnot, but Homebridge makes it pretty good. for the most part, though, it’s Hue and Lutron lights that turn on and off by themselves using some Aqara motion sensors. I’ll write some more specific stuff about all this in future issues.
- Personal automation – this is mostly just stuff around using shortcuts to automate things. The main thing lately is using focus modes to automate things like turning zoom, my webcam app, and diffused light on for video calls and whatnot. I’ll write some of this up in the future as well when I have it more dialed in.
- Luminist – Metroid Resynthesized — this is an album I’ve been looking for since I was like 13 or whenever I first started playing Metroid on the NES. That game’s music has never been surpassed (Marble Madness comes close) but the only renditions available that I knew of were the actual 8-bit game music and the band covers like The Advantage, Minibosses, and Stemage. I loved them all, but when I heard this Luminist version it was like a layer of grime was taken off of the music. It’s a perfectly faithful rendition, just more lush and high resolution, and pretty much perfect.
- Messa – Close — a friend excitedly recommended this to us in our music slack describing it as a mix of doom, atmospheric goth rock, and straight jazz. Which, hell yeah. First listen… hmm. Second listen, ok there’s some cool stuff here… Third, fourth listens, HOLY SHIT. It’s incredible. Definite contender for album of the year.
- Superiority Burger – our 8 year old wanted to go vegetarian, so I’ve been trying out a bunch of recipes. I remembered that Brooks Headley (of Universal Order of Armageddon, Born Against, etc.) is now a world famous vegan chef who invented a veggie burger that’s veggie/grain forward instead of pretending to be meat with beet juice blood and whatnot. He’s based in NYC, but his Superiority Burger had a popup here in Portland a few years ago. Unfortunately, I found out about it too late. So, I found a recipe online and made it a few weeks ago. It’s pretty involved, but damn good. Give it a try!
- Jerry Garcia — we haven’t lived in southern California for 14 years or so now, but after 30 years there it runs deep. Jerry Garcia (no, not the Grateful Dead dude) is a comedian from Huntington Park and he looks pretty much exactly like my great uncle Dickie and hearing him talk feels like a warm blanket. His HBO special is called “It’s Not My Weekend” and it rules.
- Building A Second Brain – my work has a personal development budget that’s normally for things like attending conferences, and for some reason I’ve never used it during my six years there. So this year I realized I could buy a bunch of online courses and subscriptions to educational things. One of the things is the Building A Second Brain course. It’s basically an organization system for keeping track of all your projects and life areas and stuff and a methodology for making sure you just write shit down and put it some place you’ll be able to find it so you don’t have to keep it in your head. Not having more crap swirling around in my head sounds good to me, so hopefully this helps a bit.
- Youtube – I’ve been paying for Youtube Premium™ for year snow mostly because I don’t want my kids to see their crappy ads when watching stuff and the few times I’d click on a Youtube link I wanted no part of sitting through 45 seconds of a Geico ad or whatever. But I think I finally realized that Youtube kind of rules if you find the right stuff. I mostly watch nerdy shit I’m too embarrassed to link to here, but I finally get it!
- Raised by Wolves – this is an interesting sci-fi series on HBO about some atheist androids (lol) who were sent to a remote planet to raise some atheist babies after they lost a war to the fanatically religious Sol worshippers.
this split LP between Lowrider and Elephant Tree is incredible album.link/i/1761171…
the new thurston moore album is great
Went to the Lord Dying record release show and they ruled.
📷 🎵 🤘
The new Lord Dying album Clandestine Transcendence dropped and it’s a fuckin banger. Still one of my favorite bands out there, super stoked to go to their record release show this weekend.
new OMA album of 90s hip-hop covers just dropped and it rules omauk.bandcamp.com/album/bre…
still rules youtu.be/oRn_dGg4x… #metal #doom
this is ridiculously good #music https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sossVHoi2R4
Best of 2022 – Music
You know the drill. Here’s some of my favorite stuff from this last year, starting with music. I listened to a whole bunch of things this year, but these stuck out to me for some reason. Hopefully you dig some of it.
GAUPA – Myriad
I stumbled across this band GAUPA while looking through my apple music recent releases. I don't know if I'd ever listened to them before that, but I had no idea what to expect. Turns out it's basically a Björk impersonator fronting a heavy rock band from Sweden. At first I was like 🤨 but then I was like 🥹. Once you get past the hyper awareness of the whole Björk thing, it starts to click, and it's awesome. At this point I’m pretty sure it’s my Album of the Year.
Also, the cover is rad.
Messa – Close
We have a rarely used Slack for talking about music with some friends. The only time it’s ever really used is for one of posting a recent discovery we think the rest of the crew needs to know about. One of those was this album by Messa. Eric busted in and said something like “dudes, this has everything – heavy, jazzy parts, proggy parts… it’s incredible”.
As is tradition, the first time I listened to this album, I didn’t quite get it. It was definitely intriguing, but kind of a slow burn. The female vocals are wonderful, but take some getting used to. A lot of what makes this special is pretty subtle. After a few more listens, I got it.
It’s probably not much of a coincidence that the top two albums of the year for me (this and GAUPA) are both fronted by women. I’ve long been into women fronted artists, but more on the brooding side of things like Tori Amos, Fiona Apple, Portishead, etc. Having more heavy bands fronted by women approaching things a bit differently has been a breath of fresh air. There are women doing heavy Cookie Monster vocals (Arch Enemy, for example) or standard power metal vocals (Holy Grove, Witch Mountain, etc.), which is great, but when I come across bands doing something kinda different I get stoked. Messa definitely fits the bill.
BUMMER – Dead Horse
This album has only gotten better the more I listen to it. I saw Bummer a few years ago, I think with Whores, at the Ash St. Saloon (RIP) and they were pretty good. I checked out their recorded stuff at the time, and it was also… pretty good. I never really listened to it much again.
Then, earlier this year, I was at another Whores show, and who happens to be opening again? Bummer. This time, it clicked. Heavy, pissed, and chaotic. The next day I listened to their latest album, and holy balls. Some of the gnarliest, grimiest riffage I’ve heard in a long time.
Also, they have a song called I want To Punch Brice Springsteen In The Dick and it’s incredible.
Mammoth Volume – The Cursed Who Perform the Larvagod Rites
I’d heard of Mammoth Volume a few years ago, mostly because their name seemed so… on the nose? Their latest album came across my New Releases feed so I gave it a shot, and whoa. It was not at all what I remembered or was expecting. It has a definite psych feel to it, and being from Sweden gives it a bit of a different vibe than American stoner metal stuff. Lots of wacky keyboard stuff, time signatures, and riffage. Hopefully they make it out to Portland some time, I’d love to see them live.
Doomer Jazz
One day Ted dropped a link in the group text to a YouTube video. The preview card showed this image:
The title was “1 Hour of Late Night Doomer Jazz” and, needless to say, I was intrigued. I love jazz, and I love doom, so it stood to reason that I would also love this.
And, of course, I did.
The image that they made for it is pretty much perfect. The best way to imagine what this playlist sounds like is to think of a grimy old detective movie from the 70s in NYC with lots of fedoras, trench coats, dirty cabs, and lots and lots of moody saxophone. You’ll recognize it as soon as you hear it.
Issue 10
I grew up in socal, going to high school from 1990 - 1994. I was a skater and I got into straight edge and hardcore right around then. It was a fertile scene, following the era of the Reagan and Bush 80s, and people were still pissed. The Moral Majority and all that shit were just winding down after claiming a complete victory, with Falwell spiking the football and declaring “Our goal has been achieved…The religious right is solidly in place and … religious conservatives in America are now in for the duration.”
The hardcore scene was a respite from all of that. It was ugly, visceral music with kids screaming about vegetarianism/veganism, the perils of drugs and alcohol, the oppression from cops, politicians, and religion, and the need for equality for all sexes and races. It felt super subversive to me after growing up in such a conservative environment, but it also felt right. It made sense. And it helped shape me.
Bands like Born Against were a revelation. Just the name itself felt dangerous. Like I had to hide it. But it clicked. And everything they were about, 30 years later, is just as relevant as ever. Here’s Mary and Child from the incredible Nine Patriotic Hymns For Children album:
Once again the battle field is your body and those who want control have laid down their terms in black & white and red all over
they keep the backstreet butchers in business as advertised from a bullhorn and the all knowing man has set up his make-believe graveyard with tiny white crosses for millions of make-believe souls
someday I’d like to see a cross set up for a real live human being who bled to death to maintain the sanctity of mary
mary & child scream the bigots who couldn’t care less about human life
obey their self-righteous lies while your sisters & daughters die
all decisions are final
your body is forbidden
When I was a young teen, I couldn’t really absorb this type of song. I didn’t really know what was happening with the abortion culture wars. But here, 30 years later in the year of our lord 2022… well.
I have somewhat mixed feelings about hardcore and these types of bands/songs. On one hand, it’s mostly a bunch of young white men screaming about stuff that isn’t really their burden to bear. It was somewhat performative at the time, a bunch of privileged rich kids preaching about things they would never experience because that’s what you were “supposed” to do in the scene. But, on the other hand, I’m glad they were singing about these issues instead of about getting drunk or chasing girls or whatever. It opened my eyes to things that were, and continue to be, injustices in this fucked up country and world. It planted seeds.
It’s also indicative that this scene, which was largely focused on social justice, not getting fucked up, animal rights, equality, etc. was a tiny niche subculture. Caring about this stuff was for the weirdos.
Another band that impacted me from that time was called CAMPAIgN, which I stumbled across at some shows in Claremont in like 1993. We drove down on halloween to see Econochrist, Outspoken, and Heroin. Outspoken no-showed, but we got there on time to see CAMPAIgN open. They were 4 random looking dudes. The singer was from new york, but going to Claremont for college. The bass player was Egg (the Process singer), and the drummer looked like Freddy Mercury.
They started playing and it was an immediate Holy Shit moment. At that time, it was expected that bands would “go off” while playing. Flailing, falling on the ground, etc. But these guys took it to a whole other level. It was one of the most intense sets I’ve ever seen. You could tell they meant it. And the music was incredible, perfectly capturing the ugliness and complexity and dissonance that resonated so deeply with me.
They played a pretty short set, but ended with a song called Becky Bell. It was an epic 4 1/2 minute song of pure emotion and fury. 4 1/2 minutes doesn’t sound long, but when it’s a continuous buzzsawing of your ears with sheer intensity, and every other song of the night clocks in at 1:30, it hits super hard.
A few months later we found their 7" in the record store and promptly bought it. It even turned out that the photo on the back was from the show we were at, and we were in it:
Check out those pants.
The 7" is fucking great. The songs are about veganism, cigarettes, questioning the feelings of futility we have against the system, and abortion.The abortion song is a painful essay and tribute to Becky Bell, a child who died in 1988 because her state of Indiana required parental permission to have an abortion. She was too afraid of telling her parents, and didn’t want to try for an exemption from a judge out of fear her parents would still find out. She ended up dying from septic abortion complicated by pneumonia after having an illegal procedure that got infected.
Paradoxically, as stated in this documentary clip, the better and more open a child’s relationship is with their parents, there can be even more chance to hide things like an unwanted pregnancy out of the desire to not let your parents down. This is something I can relate to. I was always The Good Kid™ but, like any human, did stupid shit and made plenty of mistakes. I can’t even imagine being presented with the situation of unwanted pregnancy as a young woman. I can 100% understand doing anything possible to hide something as stigmatized as fucking up and getting pregnant at 17 to my conservative evangelical family. “Luckily” I’m not a woman. I will never be faced with this type of decision.
And here we are, 30 fucking years after this song was written, and we’ve just been slammed into a massively worse situation. We’re no longer dealing with parental consent, but access at all in most of the states in this ridiculous country. So it won’t just be under 18 children seeking out alternatives, but all women. And while people have made the valid point that this is purely class warfare since rich people will always be able to get their daughters/wives/mistresses an abortion, the story of Becky Bell shows that it goes even deeper and the stigmatization means many will not even let the people who would be able to get them out of their state know. They will instead take pills, go to underground clinics, try random methods they find online. And some of them will die. And some of those who die will be the children of the people who have forced all of this through. Will that lead to any change? If the daily mass shootings and children dying in schools is any indicator, no. The dedication to death and suffering is the whole point.
BECKY BELL
WE ALL SEEM TO THINK THAT IT DOESN’T MATTER
IF THE RIGHTS OF A CHILD ARE LESS THAN SACRED
THIS CHILD NEEDS TO GROW WITHOUT FEAR OF DEATH
BUT IN THIS WORLD THERE’S NO CHANCE OF THAT
OUR CHILDREN ARE DYING… AND WE DON’T CARE
WOMEN ARE DYING… AND WE DON’T CARE
THERE’S A FORCE ON THE STREET IN THE CHURCH AND THE COURT
AND THEY’RE MAKING THEIR INTENTIONS PAINFULLY CLEAR
MORALITY COMES BEFORE THE LIFE OF A CHILD
AND THE ONLY DEATH THAT MATTERS IS THAT UNBORN
FUNDAMENTAL HYPOCRISY…
YOU THINK YOU CAN FORCE MORALITY ON US WITH LAWS
WHEN THE LAWS YOU ENACT END UP KILLING MORE THAN THEY SAVE
AND YOU TURN THE OTHER WAY AS CHILDREN GO WITHOUT HOMES
IN THE END YOUR CRUSADE IS FUNDAMENTALLY DIS-SERVED
COLD GLOSSY PICTURES PAINT THE GROTESQUE
BUT WE NEVER KNOW THE TRUTHS OF WHAT THEY ARE
A TRAGIC MISCARRIAGE PORTRAYED AS A FETUS
AND A FAITH-DRIVEN MOB ACCEPTS THE MYTH
I KNOW WHY YOU DO IT
MAYBE YOU DON’T SEE
IT’S DISPLACED GUILT FOR A LOVE STARVED WORLD
SO YOUR VISION IS FAILING AND YOUR VAIN ATTEMPT
IS TO RECLAIM MORALITY WITH A SINGLE STANCE
AND THE REAL GOAL HERE’S NOT TO SAVE A LIFE
BUT TO PUSH YOUR ETHICS ON A HEATHEN MASS
AND IF YOUR FAITH’S SO STRONG
WHY DO YOU NEED TO CONVINCE WITH VIOLENT FORCE AND NOT BELIEF?
AND WHAT REALLY HAPPENS WE DON’T ALL HEAR
BUT WOMEN HAVE DIED FOR YOUR THOUGHTLESS “CARE”
AS WE HEAR IT ITS A RIGHT BUT ITS FADING FAST
AND THE WORD OF LAW DOESN’T GUARANTEE A THING
YOU PROBABLY DIDN’T KNOW SOMEONE’S ALREADY DIED BECAUSE AN INDIANA
LAW SAYS A MINOR’S A CHILD INCAPABLE OF MAKING THE DECISION HERSELF AND COMPLETELY AT THE MERCY OF HER PARENTS' MORALS
OUR CHILDREN ARE DYING… AND WE DON’T CARE
WOMEN ARE DYING… AND WE DON’T CARE
WHAT SEEMS AT FIRST AS CLEAR IS OBSCURED BY BLOOD
BECKY BELL DIED AT THE HANDS OF A BUTCHER
BECAUSE SHE WAS AFRAID TO CONFRONT HER PARENTS
BECAUSE SHE WAS TOO YOUNG TO BE GIVEN HER RIGHTS
FUNDAMENTAL HYPOCRISY…
SO ALL OF OUR DEBATE AND PROTEST SEEMS SAFE AND CLEAN
BUT FOR MANY THE CONTROVERSY’S MUCH CLOSER TO HOME
AND COLD LAWS DON’T FIND A PLACE IN THE WARMTH OF THE FAMILY
THERE WILL BE A FEW LESS MEMBERS HOME IN SOME STATES THIS YEAR
IT’S HAPPENED
OUR LAWS HAVE KILLED
Newsletter – Issue 2
Portland, OR – Portland: ☀️ +41°F
Also, today is my wife’s 40th birthday!! I’m extremely lucky to have her in my life, and I love her with all my heart. We’re throwing a big party tomorrow to make up for her 10th birthday 30 years ago that no one showed up to because of the LA riots. Here she is looking super beautiful and cute as heck in her EGL dress while holding a fake raven:
Shit I’m…
Reading
(This turned out much longer than I anticipated, but hopefully you find it worthwhile. Take a seat as Grandpa Toby spins a yarn.)
My current job at Zendesk is kinda unique. I’ve been there around six and a half years, which is the longest I’ve ever been at one place. I was originally hired on due to some interesting circumstances. Back in 2008 or so, I had a side project app I had made called Stafftool that was a web based product for managing churches and non-profits. It was pretty wild. I had been into Ruby on Rails for a year or two at that point and wanted to make something, and when I saw how inefficient the church I played drums at was with scheduling and communicating, I thought “I could fix this with technology.” So I made an app that did calendaring, membership management, group communication, and even donation tracking. I definitely went overboard, but it was super fun and one of those things were I pretty much became obsessed with making it. So many ideas and interface experiments to try out, and I thought I might actually pull off doing this as a full time job at some point. Turns out that takes knowing how to actually sell something, though. Whoops.
Anyways, I didn’t want to have all the support requests and bug reports go into my personal email, and I wanted one of those cool “feedback” tabs on the side. Instead of making all that stuff myself, I initially got GetSatisfaction. They turned out to be this bizarre protection racket thing for support, kinda like Yelp is for reviews. “Everyone is coming to this weird support portal thing thinking it’s the official support place, it’d be a shame if people got bad support here.” Nah. So one day I saw an ad on Daring Fireball for Zendesk and I signed up.
I got it all set up and was happily using it for my customers. Then I got an email from the Zendesk founder asking for some feedback. Turns out I was the only person using it by myself, which confused them since the whole point was using it as a support team. This led to a lot of emails and a kind of friendship around us both running a couple of fledgling Rails SAAS apps. They said they really liked my app, I gave them some quotes for their promo sheets, and they even asked me if I would go work for them. They had just moved to Boston from Copenhagen at the time, and I had no interest in moving there, so I passed.
At the time I was in SF working at Powerset, doing Stafftool on the side, usually working on it from like 8pm-2am. Eventually, Zendesk moved their headquarters into a building right down the street from our apartment. The Zendesk folks contacted me to let me know and invited me to their office warming party that the Tamale Lady (RIP) was catering. Here’s a pic of me holding Pea (who’s now 14) at it:
Not too long after, Powerset got bought by Microsoft. Those were the bad old Ballmer days and no one wanted to work for them. So, everyone was looking for a new job. I worked with Tom from GitHub at Powerset and almost became one of their first employees when he decided to quit and go full time, but their funding fell through and they could only afford to hire Scott. Damn. Then the Zendesk folks hit me up about working there instead of Microsoft. I told them I was interested, but Microsoft was going to pay a pretty hefty retention bonus if I stayed. They said they couldn’t give me a bunch of cash like that, but they could give me a bunch of stock. I was like “why the hell would I care about Zendesk stock” in my head. Whoops. So, like an ass, I stayed at Microsoft.
After a couple years of hating it and learning vim and building laterstars to stay sane, I quit a year early and joined a few friends to help build BankSimple, which went on to become Simple. Being on an amazing founding team and building something that I cared about from the ground up was one of the best professional experiences of my life. I poured my heart and soul into building that shit. I even got to go on a bit of a speaking circuit, traveling all over the world telling people the story of designing it. It was a good time.
But, it had a dark side. My obsession with building stuff got my identity and self-worth a little too wrapped up with this pile of pixels and code. Simple was super overhyped with expectations from nerds that were impossible to meet, but I still ran Twitter searches all the time, ignoring the good stuff and fixating on the negative.
And then, a few years in, our VP of Product quit and I offered to run help product in his absence. One of the pieces of advice he gave me before leaving was to not join the Executive Leadership Team because you spent all your time in meetings that were essentially therapy sessions, and no time actually thinking about, let alone building, product. So I took his advice. I later realized that that all but guaranteed me not being taken seriously.
Eventually, a new VP of Product was hired. No one really understood the reasons for hiring them, but they were married to the CEO’s friend, and, well, sometimes that’s just how it goes. It turned out that we absolutely hated each other. They were 100% Business™, saying shit like “the Product org needs to assert our place and authority in the company” and I was (naively) 100% idealistic about the product, replying “uh, what about building good stuff for our customers,” which went over like a lead balloon. I still loved the product and company, but it was clear this wasn’t going to work out. I was super stressed and despondent over the turn of events.
One day I was at home sitting on the couch watching TV when all of the sudden I thought I was having a heart attack. My chest hurt like hell, feeling super tight, and I didn’t know what the heck was going on. I went into urgent care and it turned out I had shingles on the entire left side of my body. Not cool.
Not long after, I had a meeting with the CEO where I kind of broke down about things. He told me I should take some time off, and I reluctantly agreed. My new boss, the VP of product they had just hired, told me there was “no shame in moving on from things” or some shit like that. I took a month or so off, and I realized I didn’t actually need to work there anymore. It was kind of a revelation after thinking I’d be there for at least 10 years. I resigned before having another job lined up. Simple was super gracious and gave me a nice going away send off and a few weeks of pay.
By chance, Mikkel from Zendesk emailed me asking what I was up to while I was unemployed. One thing led to another, and I ended up finally working for them. They originally wanted to see if I’d be interested in moving back to SF to manage the product design org. After a polite “lol hell no am I moving back to SF,” someone mentioned talking to Alexander, one of the co-founders, who had a side project he’d been working on. I came on board to work with him on that. Luckily, he said I should just stay up in Portland and build a small team here to stay away from the “enterprise bullshit.” Little did I know this would be a pretty pivotal moment.
Ok, I promise this all ties into the book. That decision to let us be a “separate” team set the stage for this whole phase of my career. Some amazing Zendesk engineers were already working on it, and I hired a few more great folks and we worked on the project in relative peace. I still had to give status updates and at one point was made a General Manager when the company split things into product lines, but for the most part we were kinda living the “startup within a big company” lifestyle. I was doing all the design work myself, all the product stuff, talking to customers, putting decks together, and my team was a self-contained unit of engineers, whereas the rest of the company operated in a much more vertically siloed manner. Engineers reported up to the engineering org, designers were part of a completely separate org, and product was it’s own thing as well.
We have always been viewed as the Weird Team up in Portland doing who-knows-what. For a long time we had the protection of the co-founder, but like most co-founder side projects, it ended up in failure. Luckily, instead of canning us all and calling it a day, the head of product told us to think of something else to work on that would contribute to the main product’s bottom line. We were on the hook for $1M in recurring revenue within a year.
We ended up building a an add-on product that took some of the learning from the failed side project and ended up generating something like $3M that first year. We earned a little bit of capital by pulling that off, and for the next few years were pretty much left alone to keep growing that product. By last count, it was up to around $38M.
Ok, so that was pretty great! We pulled it off! But, along the way, there’s been a constant tension in the back of my mind about My Career Path. In 6 years I’ve gotten one promotion, and that was kind of a perfunctory thing around the whole GM structure as far as I know. My team has hovered around ~5 people the whole time, while most of my peers have put tons of effort into growing their team and, by extension, influence. I’m quite a bit older than most of my peers, and many of them have “caught up” to my equivalent position while I’ve, by most accounts, stagnated.
And you know what? I’m kind of fine with it.
By all accounts, I have carved out a pretty incredible life. Relative autonomy at work, an amazing family, more money than I ever dreamed of having when I was younger. But more importantly, I’ve mostly managed to separate my identity and self-worth from my job. Sure, I like it, and I get satisfaction from making things and having a great team. But I’ve made peace with a less traditional career path than a normal corporate ladder climb, and have instead made it my goal to keep the good thing we’ve got going as long as we can, while shielding my crew from the Enterprise Bullshit.
And that’s what this book is about.
While talking to a colleague who recently came back to the company after taking a year off to be unemployed and just live, we went pretty deep into our whole situation. He asked if I had read Orbiting the Giant Hairball. I said I hadn’t, and I ordered it as soon as I got home that night. They didn’t have a kindle version at the time (they do now, apparently) so I ordered the hardcover. I’m super glad I did. I’m a die hard ebook reader, dating back to reading shit on my Palm Pilot in the early 2000s, but this is definitely a book worth having a physical copy. A perfect small size and peppered with tons of whimsical full color illustrations throughout the funky layout, it’s more like a poetry book than a Serious Business Book.
I dove in and was immediately struck by how much I related to everything he was saying. As proof that there’s truly nothing new under the sun, this book was written in the 90s by a total hippy dude who worked at Hallmark for 30 years. On paper, that type of job couldn’t be further from a person working a 2022 tech job, and yet it’s all the same shit. All of it.
The tl;dr of the book is right there in the title. Early on he makes the analogy that companies of any size eventually turn into a giant tangled ball of hair, twisted around themselves to try to stick to and recreate any successes they’ve had in the past. More people get added to the mix in the name of growth, and just add more hair to the ball. And, like any hairball, the bigger it gets, the grosser it is.
And his solution is to extricate yourself from that hairball and orbit around it, finding the things that you connect with most that align with the organization’s goals, but don’t require you to get deep into the muck.
Without knowing it, I had been blindly trying to do what he laid out in the book, but without the 30 years of hindsight to articulate it. The thing that’s funny is that I now have a sense of comfort in knowing that this is Just The Way Things Are for the most part. Businesses gonna business, humans gonna human. Same shit, different day.
I’ve recommended the book to a few friends over the past month or so when I see them going through a similar arc. I was recently talking to a younger colleague at work who’s partnered up with my team on a relatively juicy project. It’s gone through the full course of corporate shenanigans, and is a prime example of the whole hairball thing in real time. As we were talking, I explained how I have pretty much been the same level with the same sized team for six and a half years, and they were wondering why I’m still there. And I was like, you know, all things considered, it’s a pretty damn good gig. I have a tight knit team who has, for the most part, been with me the entire time, and we are left alone enough that we can do good work that contributes to the company in, in my humble opinion, an outsized manner. I can do a day’s work and not have to put in crazy hours or be consumed by it at all times of day. I’ve witnessed a bunch of colleagues chasing bigger teams and bigger titles, and, you know what? I’m good. If I can keep things going, essentially treating it like a puzzle to figure out how to keep our autonomy while contributing to the ever-growing company, I can’t really ask for much more.
I recommended the book to them. A few days later we were chatting and they remarked that, after reading much of the book, everything we were talking about before made a lot more sense. They asked how long ago I read it, and I told them “oh, a month or two” and they were shocked. They were under the impression that I read it a super long time ago and had consciously shaped my whole tenure there trying to accomplish the same arc. But nope, I’ve just been stumbling along, happening to land on a path very similar to what folks like him figured out countless times before me.
So, yeah. If you’ve actually read this far and any of that resonated with you, I heartily recommend this book. Attempting any type of orbit can be scary and a bit dangerous, but once you experience the weightlessness of it, there’s no going back.
Using
Procreate
When I started drawing again, I tried out a bunch of different apps. I was kinda shocked at how good the whole iPad/Pencil drawing ecosystem is. The main apps I landed on were Concepts, Tayasui Sketch, and Procreate. They’re all really great. I’ll probably talk about Concepts in the next issue, but Procreate is definitely the Big Dogg. On the surface it seemed pretty standard, not all that different from the others. I remember buying it ages ago when it first came out, but only did a few scribbles. In the intervening 10 years it’s become a damn powerhouse that apparently dominates the whole digital art space. It took watching this Procreate for absolute beginners Skillshare class by Molly Suber Thorpe (get both of us a free month of Skillshare here, it’s pretty great). Watching this made me realize it’s not just a Photoshop clone, but a drawing/painting app built from the ground up for touch interfaces, and it really shows. Tons of thoughtful features and interactions, way more power than I’ll ever use, and a vibrant community of people making new classes, brushes, textures, and kits for it. I got the Sketchbook Artist Bundle and it’s pretty great. So yeah, if you have any interest in drawing on your iPad, get Procreate (only $10 and no bullshit subscription) and do it!
Readwise Reader
I’ve been lucky enough to be a beta tester for this, and got damn is it great. I built a read later app back in 2010 called laterstars that was built on top of pulling links out of twitter faves, and Readwise Reader definitely feels like the spiritual successor to it – tons of keyboard shortcuts, an inbox/archive workflow, extracted articles, etc. It goes way beyond what I did, though, with ambitions to be a one-stop shop for anything you’d like to read and highlight. It’s really quite incredible.
And, it’s of course built on top of the core Readwise service for aggregating your highlights from all across the web, which makes it super easy to save things for spaced repetition and getting things into Obsidian, etc. I can’t show you anything yet or give many details, but believe me when I say these folks are really onto something. Sign up here for a free month!
Wearing
Icebreaker socks are the absolute best socks I have ever worn. I know I’m old because I’m raving about socks, but hear me out. I have gone through the entire arc of sock wearing over my lifetime. Starting out as a kid with the 70s/80s calf-high striped ones, to rando white ones for many many years, to black socks when I was told white socks were not cool, to a whole variety in middle age. There was a time when I wanted to get rid of all my socks and get a shit ton of the same exact ones so I wouldn’t have to think about it anymore. Jen ordered me a whole bunch as a gift at one point, multiple packs of the same socks. It was beautiful. But, wouldn’t you know it, even though she ordered all the same stuff, they were still slightly different from pack to pack. There was no winning.
So, after that experience, I drifted back to more “creative” socks over the years, as the designs got nicer and I had more money to spend on stupid shit like that. I tried Stance, SmartWool, even some of those toe socks. They were all pretty nice, and I thought they were “high quality” since they were the same price for one pair as a pack of Hanes or whatever. Without fail, though, they all ended up with a hole where my abnormally longer than the rest of my toes big toe went. Every damn time. And if that didn’t happen, the back heel area got worn through really quickly.
Enter Icebreaker.
I got some of these and they didn’t feel much different than the other merino wool ones, but, man, do they last. I’ve had a variety of models and weights, but they’ve all been excellent. The best are the “anatomical fit” styles that tell you which foot to put them on, so they conform to your toe box better and you don’t get that weird feeling when they’re worn in more for the other foot. It’s the little things.
Ok, so these fit great and feel great, and they’re merino wool so they don’t get stinky too fast. And did I mention they last? I’ve had some for literally years without getting holes in them. I don’t know how they do this, but the pulled it off. My knife feet, previously undefeated, are no match for this shit. However, one of my oldest and most worn pair eventually did get a slight big toe hole. Haha! I’ve still got it.
This is where shit gets wild.
I had heard legend of a lifetime guarantee they have where they’ll straight up replace socks if they get holes in them. It was a big factor in spending the money on them, but I never really got to test it out since they lasted so damn long. But when I finally felt that first hole, it was time to put it to the test. I took that pair and another that was starting to show some thinness near the heels into the store and kinda sheepishly asked them if I could exchange them. It felt super weird bringing in old ass socks and asking for a replacement, like the people who buy shit at Costco and use it for 7 years then go in demanding a refund when it inevitably gets damaged. But, if this sock thing was actually true, then the game has changed for me.
To my shock, they exchanged the damn socks, no questions asked.
Needless to say, I will never buy socks from any other company. The thing that’s wild, though, is that I may never need to actually buy socks ever again until Icebreaker goes out of business from me returning expensive socks or the giant meteor finally takes us all out.
Wasting money on
Cool S Clock. Totally worthless, but cool as hell. Definitely going on the wall in back of me so it shows up in Zoom calls. Available on Redbubble.
Listening to
Cooking
Eggplant curry – we had some friends (the family of a friend Pea has had since kindergarten) over for the first time since Covid started, and I kinda went a bit overboard with the menu I put together to cook. It was a whole middle easternish type of thing. I pulled it off by the skin of my teeth, still cooking when they arrived, and everything turned out pretty well. This curry was super tasty, definitely recommended.
Seeing
No shows this week, but I do have tickets to see Opeth and Mastodon coming up, which should kick ass 🤘🏼 My pal Zac saw the show in Chicago and said it ruled, so I’m stoked.
Drawing
Just finished this one up:
This one was pretty tough for some reason. There’s a lot of nuance in her expression, and at first I just didn’t have the placement of features correct. After tons of erasing and starting areas over, and a bit of cheating by overlaying my drawing on the reference photo to make sure things were in the right spot, things started to flow. I feel guilty for cheating, but not too much since all the detail was done by sight once I was sure the placement of the features wasn’t too far off.
This is one of those things I struggle with a bit. Is it actually “cheating” to take advantage of the ease the ipad makes overlaying images? I know the old timers made use of similar cheats to aid accuracy. I’m really trying to to just have fun and not care about the “purity” of it all.
Laughing at
Too real.
Learning about
Interstitial Journaling – basically, this is just writing down a timestamped log of what you’re doing or have just finished, and what you’re going to do next, throughout the day. Seems pretty basic and maybe even pointless, but it definitely seems like there’s some good thinking behind it. It’s essentially a way to be more mindful of what your intentions are throughout the day, and what prevents you from focusing on those things. There are lots of apps that can do this automatically for you, but the whole point here is the real-time reflection throughout the day to keep you focused on your accomplishments, struggles, and what’s next.
I’ve been giving this a try for the past week or so. It’s not as easy as it seems. I of course have wrapped myself around the axle trying to figure out the best technology solution for it (should I use Drafts quick capture throughout the day and then figure out a way to automatically import them into Obsidian? Should I build a Raycast extension that makes it easy directly from there? Should I just do it … on paper?). But it’s also difficult to remember to do it… which I guess is the whole point. I keep thinking I should maybe use Day One with it’s reminders and quick entry prompts. Or maybe use Session to also do the whole pomodoro thing and record thoughts after them.
I don’t know. The times I’ve actually gone a full day writing most things down, it’s pretty great. I suppose I just need to keep at it. If you’ve tried this, or have any pointers, let me know!
Watching
Issue 1
I dunno, I guess I’m going through a bit of a mid life crisis. I’m 45, which, if I’m lucky, is pretty much smack dab in the middle of the ~4500 weeks I’ll have on this planet, and all the things that sound like cliches are kinda true. My hair, which has always been black and thickly luxurious, is much thinner than it used to be. I’m still waiting for my Mitt Romneys to come in, though. And now I have shitty quarantine long hair that’s usually in a little man bun like four years after the trend. So yeah.
Leading up to now, Jen and I were separated for a year back in 2019 - 2020, and I was pretty much resigned to the fact that I was going to be another 40-something divorcee. That was a damn wake up call. That whole experience made time slow down and stretch out much like how years felt when I was a kid. So much shit packed into one short year that felt like 3. Happily, we worked things out and I feel like I have a new lease on life. Being on the edge, just about to fall off, can really wake your ass up. I don’t want to fuck things up again.
So, lots of changes have been and will always be in order from now on. Therapy, meds, mindfulness, yoga, all the usual stuff. And I suppose this newsletter is part of all that. I’ve always been reluctant to share anything because what the hell does anyone care about anything I have to say? But, I guess one good thing about getting old is the increasing ability to say “fuck it” and care a bit less than I used to.
So, hope you enjoy. Smash the like and subscribe button, etc, and reply if you want to talk about anything here!
Shit I’m…
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Seeing
Live music is back, and I’m like a pig in shit. Here are some shows I went to recently:
Yob — My first show after 2 years of quarantine. What a way to come back. The drummer from Brothers of the Sonic Cloth was filling in for the tour, and he was killer. As usual, a crushing and beautiful experience.
Shiner — I discovered Shiner 20 years too late during Covid. After falling in love with Hum’s Inlet album, Shiner was a revelation. The Egg is an amazing album, and when I saw they were going to be playing Doug Fir when I was at the Yob show I mad a mental note to go, but of course forgot. Luckily I got an email or something reminding me about it, and man am I glad I did. They sounded great, played for a long time, and were heavy as hell. They even played a few encore songs.
Jonah’s Onelinedrawing opened, which was kinda funny/weird. He’s the singer from Far doing a solo singer-with-guitar thing. Not really my jam, and he’s pretty extra. He did play a version of the good Far song, which was cool.
Back story: I payed drums for Gehenna back in like 1995 for a small west coat tour with Integrity. We hooked up with Far and Damnation AD for a couple shows. One of them was at some line dancing club in Sacramento. My drums were on the tallest drum riser I’ve ever seen. There were like 30 people there or something. While we were playing something happened and the club wanted us to stop for some reason. We kept playing the song we were in the middle of and Jonah was freaking out telling us to stop. He probably didn’t want the show to get shut down because they hadn’t played yet or something. He ended up unplugging out amps like a dickhead. So yeah, that’s Jonah.
Deftones — the first “big” show since lockdown. I bought the ticket like 2 years ago and it was postponed a few times, but it finally happened. It was at the Moda Center where the Blazers play, which is pretty wild since the last time I saw them was in like 2012 at the Crystal Ballroom with Alex.
The opening band was called VOWWS and they were whatever. A two piece guitar + keyboards thing trying real hard to be goth with trench coats and stuff. Pass.
Next up was Gojira. Las time I saw Gojira was at the Hawthorne theater opening for Devin Townsend Project, so seeing them in a huge venue was pretty wild. They’re really fun live and they know how to work an audience. They’re famous for their weird guitar slidey screechy thing and wild double bass drumming, but I never realized how they can get down with some four-on-the-floor, meat and potatoes headbanging stuff. Pretty fun.
Then Deftones came out. Apparently it was the first show of their whole tour, so basically the first time playing a show in like 2 years or so. The sound was pretty crap for the first few songs, but it got better and they got more into their groove. It was pretty funny seeing how they guitar player is still a dude wearing big ass baggy shorts and long hair, Chino is Chino, and they had a new bass player after Sergio from Quicksand quit last year. They played Diamond Eyes, which was what I was mainly hoping for. They also played one of their songs from the deep Nü Metal days.
Monolord — Jen bought me tickets for this show at Dante’s for my birthday last year, which was awesome because I had no idea they were even touring. I’d never seen them live, but have played the shit out of their albums over the last couple years (especially the instrumental versions that are excellent work music).
First up was Simple Forms, which is the bass player from Yob’s side band with his brother on vocals. They were pretty cool and pretty unique.
Then Firebreather was up. They’re pretty much Sweden’s answer to High On Fire. Pretty ballsy. I need to listen to their album some more.
Then Monolord took the stage. A power trio’s power trio. Their drummer had his UNFUCK EVERYTHING shirt on and signature slicked back hair, and the bass player was dressed like a Scandinavian Les Claypool or something. The guitarist/singer looked the regular part, skinny with long ass hair. He had one of my favorite tattoos I’ve seen too.
They fuckin' brought it. Crushing riff after crushing riff for more than an hour. It was everything I hoped it would be.
Earthless — first up was Dommengang. They played pretty great psych rock stuff, and their drummer was super fun to watch. The guitar player kinda looked like a young Michael McDonald, hell yeah. Apparently they’re from Portland too, pretty cool stuff.
Earthless took the stage and proceeded to do like a 20 minute mellow intro buildup thing. Honestly, it was getting kinda old. Like, I know 20 minute songs is their thing, but this was kinda ridiculous and a bit boring.
Finally, though, they started to ratchet things up. Building and building and building until things started to hit ridiculous levels of energy and shred. It was pretty glorious. A couple encores as well. I should have known better than to doubt them.
Sunless — a tiny metal show at a shitty bar (High Water Mark).
Nature is healing.
First band was Magdalene. The guys I’m currently playing music with used to be in this band, but quit for Artistic Differences or something. They were pretty cool. Their album is rad.
Next was Aseitas. The dudes in the band were super nerdy and one of the guitar players had a ridiculous medieval axe looking guitar and dangly feather earrings. They were pretty great. Just super technical nerdy shit that I love.
Then Noctambulist, the band touring with Sunless played. They were pretty good death metal, not really my thing.
Then Sunless came on. Holy shit. I’ve loved their albums for a few years now, and I kinda equated them as a newer, younger Gorguts. I wasn’t really anticipating their live show though. Their bass player is a tall nerdy guy with glasses, a beard, and dreads that literally go down to his shins and a six string bass (of course). The guitar player looked like a cross between Nautas Kaupas and Hank Schrader from Breaking Bad wearing a black leather jacket. The drummer was a Normal Looking Dude.
They started playing, and it was pretty unreal. The guitar player is singing and doing these wildly technical single note picking parts the whole time. The bass player sets up his dreads to hang in front of them so they’re almost sweeping the stage while he lays down gnarly bass lines. And the drummer was technical perfection. I was pretty much blown away.
All of this for like 35 people.
The guitar player I’ve been playing with was there for the first few bands. Unfortunately he missed Sunless because the girlfriend of one of the first band’s members threw up her entire stomach on his girlfriend’s nachos and she was bummed out and wanted to leave.
Drawing
A few weeks ago I decided to start drawing as a hobby. I haven’t really drawn since I dropped out of Pratt back in 1998. I had the classic “you’re not good at drawing” childhood and never tried to draw until I decided I wanted to get into graphic design after taking a chemistry class I hated my first semester of junior college. I figured I had to be able to draw to be a Real Designer, so I took some basic classes at the JC. After a bit of instruction I realized I wasn’t too bad, it was just a matter of learning how to see differently. Then I transferred to Pratt and got put into an advanced drawing class that was pretty much all life drawing, which I had never done before. My teacher, Mr. San Felipo, had some pretty intense “not quite my tempo” vibes, literally removing me from my seat so he could draw instead of me because my shit was so bad.
But, I learned a lot.
Then I dropped out and pretty much never drew again. For a lot of people, drawing is “therapeutic” or relaxing or whatever. For me it’s the opposite. While I’m drawing my heart rate increases, I feel nervous, and I catch myself holding my breath for no reason. Basically, super high anxiety, judging myself the entire time.
So, I’ve decided to stop all that nonsense and just draw. I went out and bought an iPad mini with an Apple Pencil and I loaded up the copy of Procreate I bought years ago and never used. Interestingly, I’m way more apt to draw on an iPad than in a paper notebook because the thought of ruining a nice notebook makes me even more stressed, so this has been perfect.
And, dangit, I’m having a ton of fun. Rediscovering my abilities 24 years later has been pretty cool. I took a couple Skillshare classes (that link will get you and me a free month) on Procreate and portrait drawing, and they were surprisingly helpful. I’m feeling like I’m in The Zone™ for the first time in ages. I actually look forward to drawing, which is really new for me. I have a lot of practicing to do, and maybe someday I’ll get up the courage to use color, but I’m going to try to stick with it this time.
Here are some recent sketches I’ve done, and I’ll post more in future issues.