Teaching Your Children Healthy Financial Habits
I remember sitting at my workbench last summer, mid-way through stripping the old capacitors out of a 1970s Moog, when my nephew asked me why his digital game credits couldn't…
I remember sitting at my workbench last summer, mid-way through stripping the old capacitors out of a 1970s Moog, when my nephew asked me why his digital game credits couldn't…
I was hunched over my workbench last Tuesday, squinting at a frayed circuit board on an old Moog synth, when I realized my neck felt like it had been fused…
I remember sitting in a cramped, windowless server room about fifteen years ago, staring at a terminal screen while my hands wouldn't stop shaking. I had just been promoted to…
I was sitting in a coffee shop last Tuesday, watching some kid frantically tapping at his phone, eyes wide with panic because he’d just hit his data cap mid-download. It’s…
I remember sitting at my workbench three years ago, staring at a gutted 1970s Moog synthesizer that needed a complete overhaul. I had the technical schematics laid out, but my…
I spent the better part of my thirties thinking I could outsmart my own biology with a high-end ergonomic chair and a standing desk converter. I fell for the same…
I was standing in my backyard last Saturday, staring at a pile of expensive, pre-fabricated cedar slats I’d bought online, feeling like a complete idiot. They were supposed to be…
I was halfway through a deep-focus coding session last Tuesday when that high-pitched, rhythmic screech pierced through my noise-canceling headphones again. It’s the kind of sound that gets under your…
I’ve spent enough years in IT to know that most people treat software like a bottomless pit for their bank accounts. You see these flashy ads promising "professional-grade" creative suites…
I’ve spent enough time in server rooms and workshop garages to know when a system is failing, and nothing feels quite as much like a total system crash as getting…