Since leaving Slack I've begun to do some seed investing in early stage startups. This is obviously a privilege of having had an exit in a successful company, and an opportunity to pay it forward to the next set of founders building something new. For me it’
I’ve been learning to turn wood. It is a wonderful craft skill that is easy to learn but hard to master. That's the appeal. You mount a piece of wood to the lathe and use sharp tools to shape it into something useful. This seems straightforward
No crises in sight I turn forty in a few months. Forty is an interesting one. It’s a reasonable checkpoint – call it halfway between birth and death. Hopefully not quite halfway, but you never know. Strangely (perhaps?) this doesn’t strike me as a scary thought.
This is inspired by a true story a neighbour told me about a bear encounter. I couldn’t stop thinking about it so I decided to try to bring it to life with a short fictionalized story. I hope you enjoy it. Thank you to  Geoffrey Cole  
“We have to shut down the game.” Stewart Butterfield said to me. I looked at him out of the corner of my eye. He looked exhausted. The result of years of long days and short nights pouring all of his substantial creative energy into Tiny Speck and the
Home is an invention on which no one has yet improved. Ann Douglas A lot of people dream of building a modern home. Or rather, a lot of people dream of living in a modern home. A place of their own, with the people they love, surrounded by functional beauty
Warning.  This post contains graphic content and detailed descriptions of the scene of a car accident. If you have experienced this type of trauma you may not wish to read this post. Others may also find this post disturbing. We were on the road west to Vancouver after a
Xavi Bou – Ornithographies I have burned out twice – once at 26, once at 30. Each time it took months to come back and feel like myself again. Burnout affects everyone differently; it’s only in hindsight that I’ve been able to understand how it affected
Double exposure by Austin Greene I’ve been online for 25 years.  My family got an internet connection at home in 1994. We had a PC with a faulty power button that you could only start by jamming it down and sticking it in place with a wad