It’s hard to get rid of the desire to be good at writing before having done a lot of it.
I’m an Arab who grew up in the Middle East. It’s my duty to write this.
Forewarning: blunt re-telling of personal history, discussions of politics, propaganda, anti-Semitism, strongly relevant to current events.
Do you collect or listen to CDs?
Are you an unrepentant Last.fm user?
Have I got the blog post (and Python library) for you.
1600 words on how you can and should do better than the Kindle in 2023. Honorable mentions: Kobo, Calibre, and KOReader
I wrote this because I care.
In the majority of cases, the following holds:
The more notes I make, the angrier the book is making me.
For a few months now I haven’t been able to finish a book to save my life.
Pictured: (unrelated) truncated art by Keith Haring on display at The Broad.
A mini forest laboratory.
My 333fab frame. The most precious thing I own. RIP Max Kullaway.
Kind of abstract.
A smattering of TFRs in Seattle’s airspace this week.
The FAA’s way of saying “hey bozo, don’t get cute with your dinky lil Cessna around the maneuvering F-18 Hornets. You know what, not even around the parked F-18 Hornets.”
“Correction: Super Hornets.”
Vibin with this one today.