In which I rather self-servingly note the iconography of the death-of-the-corporation paradigm shift. Also, thanks Aquarion.
I wish I could care less, but I don’t.
Mostly I don’t write because I have insufficient desire to marshal an army of words to accompany a corporal of thought. But tonight…five whole corporals!
I’m a people person, apparently. Definitely *not* a company man.
And probably goes back to sleep when it sees what direction my brain went off on while bored on the train home
Yeah, you read that right
I start things and then get distracted or lost amongst the trees, never returning to finish. I would like to do better. I talk about that and some changes I could make in how I approach my work.
A reflection on what Phil Hughes’s death meant to me after the shock
Ding Dong, You’re Petit Bourgeoisie!
I made some slides. They’re totes rad.