The rise of “so” is another symptom that our communication and conversational lives are chopped up and discontinuous in actual fact, but that we try in several ways to sew them together — or ‘so’ them together, as it were — in order to create a continuous experience.
I go to encounter for the millionth time the reality of experience and to forge in the smithy of my soul the uncreated conscience of my race.
One thing I’ve realized as I’ve gotten older is that the non-technical dislike calling you for support just as much as you dislike being called.
Consider making a program for people, not a program for a computer. I don’t want a new app to help me do work; I want different ways to think about work so I can get more done. It’s a nuanced difference, but I think it is an important one.
I’ve never believed that one should wait until one is inspired, because I think that the pleasures of not writing are so great that if you ever start indulging them you will never write again.
Infants are the drill sergeants of parenting bootcamp. They give you four basic tasks — diapers, burping, feeding, and napping — and then scream at you when you do them wrong. There’s no encouragement, no smiles, just crying and quiet. And they give you tasks at any time, day or night. Just finished changing my diaper? Change it again. Good job, now change that one.
After a few months of breaking you down, they build you back up again. They smile at you. They sleep through the night. They hold their head up, so you don’t have to.
And after it’s over, the tasks you learned — swaddling, diapering, bottle prepping — are tasks you will likely never use again. But the skills you’ve gained — patience without sleep, calm in the face of screams, moving your hand into the shit instead of recoiling — are skills that will serve you the rest of your life.