An enlightened journey through a loose fabric of ideas. Boundaries blur between the tangible and the abstract, unraveling the mysteries floating within this cryptic landscape. And don't forget to try our signature sandwich in the cafeteria.
Each day a new thought occurs. A joke, an idea, an enthusiastic statement, a nihilistic sentiment. Every day it fades a little until it's gone. This piece reminds us to take action now, lest the present be forever gone. Runs from January 2026 until a random day when it unexpectedly dies ... just like you will.
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What's your year's theme? If you had to summarize how you want your 2026 to feel in a single word or short phrase, what would you choose?
Open your notes app. Start a note called 'Happy Moments Loosely Ranked'. Start adding items every time you have a happy moment and loosely rank it. Review at the end of the year.
Mars has a 25-hour-ish day. What if earth life descended from some ancient form of Mars life and somewhere deep in our biology is still the coding for a 25-hour day circadian rhythm? Trying to live 24 hour days your whole life would be brutal. Imagine going to 23 hour days now, which would be like now waking up an hour earlier than the day before.
It's cold. These aren't all going to be gold. Or so I've been told.
The unfortunate part about working on your creative skills is that you need things to create.
The best time to plant a tree is 20 years ago. The 2nd best time is 19 years, 364 days ago assuming that year wasn't a leap year and your accuracy level is set to 'day'.
This is your year to become a better -ographer. Videographer, Photographer, Wordographer, Musicographer, Speakographer. Whatever ographering you want to be good start, start today.
The tool doesn't help you create. The goal does.
Leave your house without your phone. It'll be okay.
One option with a lot of configuration? Or multiple smaller options with none?
I don't wanna be in your database. When I leave, forget this face.
You don't need my birthdate to sell me boots.
To lead, one must have followed. To follow, one must have led. The paradox of the concept of group.
"I was led towards lead," he said, then dead.
"I lead where I be'd," she said, then dead.
The uranium, mislabled.
Software makers are metaphorical modern day factory workers. Make stuff, in-demand, enough pay to be middle-class-ish.
Soon software makers will be literal modern day factory workers. Poorly-paid, disposible, rough conditions.
Save your salary. Invest your bonus. Plan for a different sort of future. When the tides turn, the water comes in fast.
You think compounding interest is powerful, have you tried compounding pharmacies? If you start with one pharmacy today and add a pharmacy after every paycheque, by the time you retire you could have enough pharmacies to keep you in pain and boner pills until you die.
My meds said 'take with food' so I stole the pharmacist's lunch.
Nobody cares about you. Wear whatever shoes you want.
We're far too loose with our info. Giving someone your phone number should be like showing them your penis. Your partner, your doctor, maaaaybe the neighbour's wife.
How to solve the targeting ad problem: set your homepage to the mattress company of the mattress you already own. You’ll never see anything but mattress ads everywhere you turn. Do not do this if you need a new mattress.
Game idea: Band Name or Album Name. You see a phrase like 'Lightbulb Watermelon' or something and you have to guess if it's a better potential 'band name' or 'album name'. You win if you guess what the majority of other people guessed. You lose if you get it wrong. The game is to get the longest streak.
Every time it snows I think how lucky we are that snow is just, like, frozen water. If it was, say, sand or wheat flour, it would be such a big mess to clean up. But since we’re heating our homes anyway, it’d be the perfect time to bake a lot of bread.