Aarhus, Denmark
“Hamlet? Is that a sandwich?”
— Ash
Oslo is, without a doubt, my favorite country in all of Europe. It manages to feel expansive without feeling big. Cozy but not confined. The people were, without exception, warm, kind, and welcoming in a way that many other European countries were not.
It’s the kind of place I’d like to imagine I could aspire to live in, and perhaps some day be worthy of.





My frustration around products that include AI isn’t the AI itself, it’s that I’m already paying for Claude and I’m not interested in paying for seven more copies of Branded Claude. Stop trying to sell me things I already have.
Not gonna lie, when I find someone who’s weirder than me in the ways I want to be weird I get a little jealous but like in a crush-y way? Like let’s be friends, but also enemies. Frenemies. I will make you soup and steal your soul and you will fill my house with spiders and we’ll be besties.
My seasonal theme is more thoughtful use of less space.
Operating at the very top of the game, for any value of game, necessitates a single-minded devotion to the exclusion of all other interests or hobbies.
The reason most of the people who are the best at something love doing it is because it’s to the exclusion of all else.
“What is soup, but a potion for the soul?”
— Ash
“The French are good at two things: bread. Snails.”
— Ash