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Thinking, in the open
One habit runs through all of it. Past the symptom to the condition. Past the feature to the life. Past the words to the presence. The real thing is always one floor down.
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In Memoriam · Oct 22, 2026
Short Blinks
Remembering my old friend Allen Bailey, gone at 37. We met young in Kansas City, chasing different dreams, built something together, and kept crossing paths across the years.
ReadEssay · Oct 7, 2026
Three Weeks
I planned nine months to rebuild Cellopack. Three weeks later, I had built more than I thought I could.
ReadEssay · Sep 30, 2026
When I Let AI Write
Not whether the writing sounds like AI, but what the document is for: am I asking someone to think with me, or to make a decision?
ReadEssay · Sep 16, 2026
Building as Research
Validating before building made sense when building was expensive. AI changed the equation, so I built Cellopack first and started learning from the real thing.
ReadEssay · Aug 26, 2026
What We Build After
Six months after my dad died, I realized I'd been happy, and building. What the guilt turned into, and where I still find him.
ReadEssay · Jul 31, 2026
Ten Days
Ten days alone while the family was in Colorado. I finally got the freedom I'd been quietly waiting for. Nothing changed.
ReadIn Memoriam · Feb 16, 2026
He Showed Me
The words I read at my dad's rosary. He didn't tell me how to work. He showed me.
ReadEssay · Jan 30, 2026
The Chicken Coop
On building a chicken coop by calling my dad for every step. Choosing the human call over the frictionless answer.
ReadStory · May 17, 2019
The Day I Signed with the Kansas City Chiefs
The summer I went to Chiefs Fantasy Camp, signed a one-day contract, and ran out of the Arrowhead tunnel as number 4. I retired a Chief.
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