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I keep placing my coffee mug on my wireless induction charging pad, as if it were a coaster. ☕️🪫

Currently reading: The Dawn of Everything by David Graeber and David Wengrow 📚

I first encountered Graeber (¡Presente!) on an Indymedia livestream giving an interview or speaking at a teach-in during a convergence to protest WTO or WEF. Something like that. Pre-9/11 revolutionary optimism on my part.

Catching-up with The Handmaid’s Tale and the end of Season 4, where Zoom gets a mention. This, for me, only makes the current reality, still dominated by Zoom and its competitors, feel like a continued dystopia.

The Browser Wars may be over, but ...

… the fiefdoms remain.

There doesn’t seem to be a combination of browser extensions that gives me the combination of features I want, in the experience I want, to have some parity across the multiple browsers I use every day.

The shortlist (this is not all-inclusive) might be:

  • Safari’s “merge all windows”
  • Safari’s “arrange tabs by web site” (or alphabetically by title)
  • Chrome’s tab groups (Safari’s groups are closest, But I like the in-tab-bar experience a little better)
  • Syncing of groups across instances/platforms on that browser (Safari does it best, I want the same experience on Chrome, Firefox)
  • Firefox’s containers

I know I’m just a cantankerous and rather undistinguished Internet Old, but now that I am back in the digital agency space, I can’t help but think even the progressives on the web are missing the thing. The tactics still seem to be “be like the dark money, but better.”

I don’t have enough to expound on that, and I’ll be pressure testing it.

Our household has hit that stage in life where one inspects odd, dark brown-ish lumps of debris and asks oneself, “is it food? Play-Doh(TM)? Poop?”

Focus Mode might save my brain, but kill me in the short term anyway.

I gotta push it to the limit, and I keep finding the limit isn’t quite here.

My knuckles, my heart rate, the cortisol levels… why?

White knuckling it this week.

I can prevent this, but I feel like I have to ride it out right now.

I’m sure a lot of people can say this: It is hitting me today that in some facets I am the same as I always was, maybe even more so—authentically. In other fashions I am decidedly different, both on purpose and as the tides of life ebb and flow. In other ways I’ve lost my anchorage. And in some of that, I’d like to fix—regain position, keep perspective.

Brio tracks, Magna-Tiles & last night’s dried spaghetti crunch underfoot — not just the morning after, but a seemingly permanent state of being.

… Oh, and tortilla chips too.

Apple is more and more deserving of a critical look at their business, but there never fails to be a WWDC where I am not tempted to install the betas.

Glad to have what can be a test machine alongside the work machine, and I think I’ll wait for the public betas this year.