Paul Gilding wants to scare us, but in a good and oddly hopeful way. We have to prepare for the end of growth on Earth. “Our system — of debt-fueled economic growth, of ineffective democracy, of overloading planet Earth — is eating itself alive.”

Watch.

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We moved office today, and this is my little goodbye ode to the first place I worked in after graduating, and a beautiful office and setting that set a very high standard for how I define “workplace” and “office”. I also wanted to kick off a new writing project, called “Hundreds and Hundreds”, which is basically where I aim to write a hundred 100-word snippets about things that mean something to me. Here’s #1.
0.01: Moving OfficeThank you for the squirrels, cats, the monkey that climbed into the rafters, and the family of bats that lived there. For the babies and puppies I’d see every day. For the dead butterfly, it taught me life is short, and to live lightly.
Thank you for when a cute boy had lunch with me on his birthday and ate my too-minty chocolate mousse. For the moonlit picnic we had three years later. For the ukulele man. The bamboo grove. For the magical misty fairy-tale during the monsoon, and a sparkling wonderland during Christmas.
For this, and so much more.

anewcolour:

We moved office today, and this is my little goodbye ode to the first place I worked in after graduating, and a beautiful office and setting that set a very high standard for how I define “workplace” and “office”. I also wanted to kick off a new writing project, called “Hundreds and Hundreds”, which is basically where I aim to write a hundred 100-word snippets about things that mean something to me. Here’s #1.

0.01: Moving Office
Thank you for the squirrels, cats, the monkey that climbed into the rafters, and the family of bats that lived there. For the babies and puppies I’d see every day. For the dead butterfly, it taught me life is short, and to live lightly.

Thank you for when a cute boy had lunch with me on his birthday and ate my too-minty chocolate mousse. For the moonlit picnic we had three years later. For the ukulele man. The bamboo grove. For the magical misty fairy-tale during the monsoon, and a sparkling wonderland during Christmas.

For this, and so much more.

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In my precious hour, I am aware that it is quiet. During this silence, maybe nothing at all is built other than the room I’ve given myself to think. I break the flow of enticing small things to do, I separate myself from the bright people on similarly impressive busy quests, and I listen to what I’m thinking.

Every day, for an hour, no matter what.

Michael Lopp on the faux-zone and making time for building things. Fantastic post again. I’ve also just started reading Scott Berkun’s Mindfire. He also makes similar points here and here.

This is definitely something I’m going to pay more attention to. I’ve been thinking about this quite a bit lately and that last essay from Berkun brought home the importance of this.

This begs the question, when was the last time you were free from others? The last day you spent alone and let all the thoughts you bury and hide in everyday life rise in your mind? Travel, meditation, long baths, a run in the woods, are all ways to give ourselves a taste of the solitude needed to think freely. Needed to understand ourselves and feel who we actually are. How can you know how much of what you think you want, and think you need is really coming from you? It may be that our truest, freest voice, the voice we call our heart of hearts, is always talking, but it’s quiet and timid and can’t be heard over the chatter of everyday life. Unless we make quiet time to learn how to hear it. And of course, we’re still free to ignore that voice, but at least we’ve given ourselves a chance to listen. Only then is it possible to sort through our lives to strengthen the connections with others who truly share our feelings and thoughts about life. Being free has never been easy, which explains why so few, despite what they say, truly are themselves.

Do I deliberately try to not fill my calendar? Do I give myself some time alone and away from the screen? I will. One precious hour a day to build something. Sounds like a plan.

Please don’t force me to log in with facebook

I was rather interested in Denso, until this happened. I chose to sign up using a separate username and password, only to find out when adding a video about a week ago that I just can’t log in anymore. No word of warning. They just yanked the ability to log in with a username and password.

I have facebook but I usually refuse to use it, especially for an unrelated service. For one, I don’t want to worry about what permissions your app has (“basic” permissions includes my friends list, which is something your app shouldn’t require at all), and I don’t really trust facebook and their frequent change in policies.

Even if you’re not going to have your own authentication system (I think you should), at least give me a few options.

To my clients, Microsoft Office was a “must have” no matter how much I tried to convince them otherwise. And I tried very hard for a while before even I just finally gave up. If a client told me they had to have it I just nodded along and told them what to get and where. They were as sure as the sun rises that, without Office, they would not be able to work, open attachments, write letters, anything. They had to have it.

Then, she explained, the iPhone came. There was no Office. People got things done. Then the iPad came. There was no Office. People got things done. Android came. People got things done. All of those things that they, just a couple of years ago, were convinced they needed Office to do. They got them done without it. And thus, the truth was revealed.

Minimal Mac: Microsoft’s Biggest Miss

 

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