The Gemini Conundrum
“Do I contradict myself? Very well then I contradict myself, (I am large, I contain multitudes.)” - Walt Whitman (Gemini)
One Time At Coding Camp
June 2008 Like all good ideas, bitcoin was conceived on a napkin. Beginning ideas hastily written between rude doodles. Abbreviations and arrows connecting the thoughts that flowed out of us. I don’t know totally how everything started, I think mostly out of spite.
Reality TV Redemption
If I am going to start this discussion by being honest, I do not believe in guilty pleasure television. I think all television can inspire intelligent debate, whether it be about the Bachelor or Bojack Horseman. Within all shows lie something of value in our national discourse. Television allows us these small departures into someone else’s world. Whether that be in a loft of twenty-something white friends or a fantastical dragon-filled kingdom. The medium enables creators to build the world and live in it for years. I’ve always loved television. I love being able to live with the character for seasons. I love revisiting old shows and discovering new ones.
My Neighborhood Bandit
My neighborhood has a parking permit bandit. Like most people moving to a city with a vehicle makes me contractually obligated to be at war with the parking authority. I know on the grand scale of police offenses, giving out unnecessary parking permits is low on the list of offenses. Getting a ticket still stings. Seeing one of those neon orange envelopes can derail your whole mood. Massachusetts is one of the only states where if your car is in the process of being towed, and you claim it's your car, they can still decide to tow it. Boston is always near the top in terms of the cost of parking tickets, as well. Not to mention that spots are a finite resource. In terms of city planning, well, there was none. Boston is a city that was developed around the existing buildings, meaning that one-way streets pop out of nowhere, sometimes the streets feel so narrow you understand why it was made for horses and pedestrians. The city will spin you in circles and spit you out near the river. You can feel that Boston is the type of place that fell together, paved streets coming far after buildings. Even after obtaining a parking pass, two concerns can still pop up. Street cleaning and snow. If the snow is blocking your permit - ticket. In short, having a car in Boston is a nightmare. City living comes with these hyper-specific frustrations.
Where Do I Go Now?
Ending 2020 felt like running a marathon that you have not trained for and were forced to finish. I trudged that final .2 miles, and I just wanted to collapse. Even though it may be arbitrary, I woke up on January 1st, 2021, and I felt lost. This tremendous mountain of a year that shook every part of our society had wholly disconnected me from so much, has also been a forced point of introspection. About our community, about what we owe to one another, about how I can force myself into a more positive place even when it all feels hopeless. I felt this idea acutely around my wellness routines. For the past few years, I’ve been on the perpetual diet cycle, the continuous millennial workout classes, and this year stopped all of that.