Notes: They’re not quite an article, but maybe a bit more than a tweet?
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Dropped into my local record store around lunchtime. Clerk saw me, walked over and said “Dude, I have a truckload of new, super clean 80s indie and alternative in, but that copy of ‘Green’ I posted on Insta last night just walked out the door.”
I feel very Seen. It feels good.
Listening to the audiobook version of Insanely Simple and the author tells a story about Steve Jobs proudly demoing a “with special offers” version of OS 9 that would ship with a 60-second startup commercial, along with other ads throughout the OS.
I’m going to maybe spend the rest of the day thinking about this alternate timeline.
It’s remarkable how quickly Hop Along’s “Bark Your Head Off, Dog” moved along this progression:
- I like it, but I maybe liked their last jawn better
- wait, holy shit, this is great
- this is definitely one of the year’s best records
- telling everyone I know how great this band and record are
- this is definitely one of the decade’s best records
- this record has become my new Emotional Center, my safe harbor
About 8 years ago, we received a coffee grinder as a Christmas gift. It was a very thoughtful gift, because my wife and I both love coffee. Except that after a pretty short while, it became a hassle. Grinding beans is just another step in the morning, I don’t notice much if any taste difference, and it’s almost impossible to make a cup in the morning with my son asleep.
Yet still, we bought bag after bag of whole bean coffee. Because we had a grinder, and we couldn’t let that go to waste, y’know?
Finally, I had a Moment of Clarity on the subject. I realized that this was silly, and that we should just buy ground coffee, and that we should ignore the “sunk cost” of already having a grinder. I felt enlightened as I went to grind beans for presumably the last time this morning.
The coffee grinder was dead.