I mentioned that the book Why Are You Out Of School? from my friends has a page in it about not being AI created. Here’s that: Reminds me of these “badges” I saw the other day. Th…
As I write, I have Zoom open in another window. Nine members of the IndieWeb community, including myself, have come together to work on our personal websites as part of Create Day. I decided to work on improving the maps feature on my site, which features several maps of places I have been around the world. For example, you can browse all of the coffee shops or eateries I have visited in New York City, with information about the extent to which I recommend each of them.
This is the 13th edition of People and Blogs, the series where I ask interesting people to talk about themselves and their blogs. Today we have Robin …
Last night I spent hours trying to book a hotel for today's arrival at tokyo, so this post intended for yesterday is now being written on the bullet train instead. I could have booked an okay-ish...
I haven't told my family (or friends) that I have a blog. I don't know why. The emotion I feel towards the idea of sharing this with them is . And that's jus...
We wrongly apologise for switching off from work or work related communication, when we have enough reason to do so. Such apologies undermine our professional contracts and set us back in our attempts to achieve work-life balance.
Just before an election in one of the most democratic societies on this earth, a candidate was physically attacked: Forum MP Freek Jansen who was with Baudet at the time told the Telegraaf the pr…
Have you ever developed new habits or changed existing ones without realising it? There isn’t an abrupt shift, but rather a gradual evolution in your subconscious mind. You suddenly ‘wake up’ to this change with a sense of surprise. This realisation hit me today when I went for my daily walk with my dog and my headphones died. I’m not even sure when I began to wear them for my walks, but their sudden absence made me acutely aware of my new routine.
strings hold me together while the slightest prick of a thorn unravels me.
i am not a person. i cant bear to take myself out of my bed on a friday. ive finished work for the day, done my steps, gotten something to eat, and taken my...
Last week or some time ago I came across a mastodon post that Tokyo Art Book Fair is happening this weekend. We thought it would be fun to go since we planned to be in tokyo around the same time...
what does it really mean to be original? thats what i asked myself when i first started writing. it feels like everything has been done; nowadays people have...
As an autistic person, I hate being perceived. Being perceived by others is to be seen through the lens of other people, however that may be. Hating being perceived is not wanting to be looked at, not
I went Black Friday shopping yesterday for the first time in a few years, more out of boredom than anything else. It turned out to be a far more affair than...
I've been thinking that one of the nice things about writing with a schedule is that it doesn't really matter if you feel you have anything to write about or...
Travelling keeps me sane. It is only on this trip that I realised how much my brain craves being in some sort of engagement, and travelling is a way to keep it fully engaged. But I am tired. There...