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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’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 was sitting in a crowded airport terminal last month, watching a kid struggle with a public Wi-Fi connection that was clearly being throttled by the local provider, and it…

I spent the better part of the nineties in cramped server rooms that smelled like ozone and burnt dust, manually configuring every single piece of hardware just to keep a…

I was hunched over my workbench last Tuesday, mid-way through recalibrating the oscillators on a vintage Moog, when my phone started blowing up with "unusual login" alerts. It’s that sickening…

I was elbow-deep in the guts of a vintage Moog synthesizer last Tuesday when my workstation decided to hang mid-render, the cooling fan whining like a jet engine about to…

I spent most of my twenties thinking I was pretty clever because I could remember a dozen different variations of my childhood dog’s name and a few birthdates to get…

I was hunched over my workbench last Tuesday, trying to solder a loose connection on a 1978 Moog synthesizer, when my current phone decided to die mid-call. As I sat…

I was sitting in a cramped coffee shop last Tuesday, watching a guy stare at a spec sheet like it was some kind of holy scripture. He was sweating over…

I spent most of my twenties working in server rooms where a single misplaced cable could crash a whole system, so I have a low tolerance for digital clutter. Lately,…