Birthday Bunny
Jess is amazing and wonderful and beautiful and smart and funny and kind and thoughtful and adventurous and wise, and I feel exceedingly lucky to be her partner, each and every day, but especially on the anniversary of the day that she was born.
Off to Dirt Candy for a vegetarian 10-course dinner extravaganza to celebrate.
🍅🍆🥑🥦🥬🥒🌶🌽🥕🥔🎂🎉❤️😍
2020-03-05
Tough times ahead for foodies? The American restaurant is on life support.
2020-03-04
Thinking about COVID-19: “growthers” vs “base-raters.” (Currently, I’m bouncing back and forth between the two.)
2020-03-02
Useful math trick: Russian multiplication.
2020-03-01
While people think of it as a game of young hotshots, the average hypergrowth company is actually started by a 45-year-old.
2020-02-29
Owners of expensive cars are more likely to drive like assholes.
2020-02-28
Getting all kinds of new facial hair ideas from this CDC respirator instructional warning.
2020-02-27
I’m a sucker for kitchen hacks.
Untethered
As I’ve written previously, these days, I work from my phone and iPad more than ever. But, at heart, I’m still ‘mobile second.’ For long or demanding tasks, I’m orders of magnitude faster and more comfortable using a PC.
So, last week, I was dismayed to find the space bar of my trusty MacBook Air acting up, ignoring every few clicks, occasionally double-spacing after a single press. By this weekend, things had worsened, and nearly none of my space-barring yielded single spaces, alternating entirely between nothing and doubles.
Monday, I headed to the Apple Store on Fifth Avenue for a Genius Bar appointment. Where, despite this being a known issue with Apple’s newer butterfly key switches, they didn’t have any replacement keyboards in stock.
Hopefully, the part will be in today or tomorrow, and I’ll have a repaired computer back by the end of the week. But, in the meantime, I’m doing my best to slog along with just my mobile devices, using two side-by-side for ghetto-fabulous multi-tasking, coding in patently unsuitable editor environments.
And all I can say is: Joni was right. You don’t know what you got till it’s gone, indeed.