Just wrapped a five-hour shift uploading books to the various online stores, and lemme tell you—I am feeling it. It’s been a while since I’ve done a big indie publishing run, and tomorrow’s release is shaping up to be the biggest one yet.
Or, at least I think it’s Launch Week. I’ve got a couple of new books out this week, which I wrote about on ASB last Friday. They’re very different (Romance!), but also the same (SPLODEY!) I’ll post an essay here about it later this week.
In memory of the great George Wendt, I went looking for great Norm moments from Cheers.
He’s hardly in this one, but he makes it work.
I did an advanced class at Jujitsu last night, only because it was one of those weird nights when mostly senior belts were in attendance. I think we had one yellow belt on the mat, so we were able to break out the secret techniques. We just put the yellow belt in a corner to do some grading work.
Got this story from Jason, who got it from Vice. I think this is what happens when you watch too many boxing roo videos on YouTube:
52-year-old Eric Slate died after he fought a kangaroo at a children’s petting zoo in Horry County, South Carolina.
I found this bit on ZDNet about a Harvard study on genAI use kind of interesting. Boiled down, it says generative AI in the workplace improves people’s work but erodes their motivation and engagement. There are numbers! Apparently.
The algorithm knows me, which is why it served up this piece of sports writing about caffeine.
It was just past 11:20 a.m. on a Monday in New York City when the caffeine began to take hold. My head buzzed. My stomach sloshed. I had felt so confident just a couple of hours earlier. Now I felt defeated.
I was no Dan Campbell.
Those of you paying attention might recall I set my kitchen on fire about a year ago, or at least I set the roast pork loin in the oven on fire… somehow. We finally had the oven replaced last week, and having a baker in the house meant that the first thing out of it were these amazing cinnamon scrolls.
I spent most of the election weekend down in Sydney, finishing a book in my hotel room and giving a talk at that architecture conference.
It went very well, thank you.
Both the talk—and, of course, the election.
