Good morning. It’s 4:00 am and Alice and I are finished with our walk. Now what?
What’s wrong with being ordinary? Where’s the shame in being of use?
Is all that we do is to wring our hands about algorithms and tracking and “walled gardens” and the same old takes on the same old things for at least the last decade? I, for one, could use less of all of it.
I’ve changed some colors here. Black and white is “clean” but boring. We’ll see how this feels.
So much time in one’s cultural life before the digital revolution was spent physically flipping through things: racks of records, CDs, VHS cassettes, DVDs and books. And the very act of doing that would set mental hares running: you’d come away with the fresh desire to watch or listen or read something new. Or something old.
Well, of course I’m performing here. But it’s a quiet, solitary performance for the actively curious.
One of the things I liked about Roam was that it was always right there as a pinned tab in my browser. I miss that.