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Is it live or is it Memorex?

Voice memos have always captured my unfiltered thoughts. Now I'm embracing new tools that help transform that audio chaos into structured writing without sacrificing authenticity. This isn't about sanitizing my voice—it's about accepting that the creative mess and the polished result can coexist.

The storm cleared the static for me.

The storm cleared the static for me.

Kansas City storms revealed how emergency weather radio nets transform from dorky rituals to vital systems when severe weather hits. From Oklahoma tornado sirens to scanner traffic, I've found myself drawn to amateur radio and storm spotting, contemplating the leap from observer to participant.

Here's something I wasn't ready for on a Friday morning.

Here's something I wasn't ready for on a Friday morning.

Pretend I'm your therapist. What issues are plaguing you? I genuinely want to be here for you.

I don’t know what i’m doing but it’s working.

Cobbled together a radio station with eBay leftovers and curiosity. Didn’t expect much. Got disco pirates, weather loops, and the occasional existential crisis. Honestly? Not a bad trade.

Well, Hell.

I was trying to figure out how to make my blog not be only about my problems, but then—well—one more post about my problems.

I've Been Tested

I've Been Tested

A heady mix of time alone to think, the slow creep of age, lingering anxiety about what the stroke may have left behind, and some of the best therapy I’ve ever had has cast a sharper light on things I used to brush off.

Stroke Update

Stroke’s done, heart’s ticking, just waiting to see if I get a tune-up in March.

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The Move to Ghost

After decades of hand-coding my sites, I’ve gone the hosted CMS route. Blogging has come full circle, and now I’m publishing via email.

Pegboard text that reads, "Don't Panic."

Well-Being Featured

A Long-Overdue Check-In

Burnout, dread, and the sense that everything’s unraveling—caught between panic, paralysis, and yelling at Cybertrucks.

A Happy Place

“The beach is my happy place.” “Crafting puts me in my happy place.” “Happy place, happy face. Farting on the human race.” I don’t know why, but the idea of a “happy place” has always seemed to me like it was contrived as an excuse for people to post

Time and Attention

Time and Attention

Time and Attention Well-Spent As an industry, those who create things for the internet have gone down a path of stealing attention in the name of eyeballs on our creations. Your attention equals monetization in the form of ad revenue, in-app purchases, and all those kinds of things that, in

The Old, Crusty Hermit and His Return

The Old, Crusty Hermit and His Return

The past three years have been weird.

Welcome Back.

Hello, dear reader. It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other.

The Cheetah Dash of Creativity

The Cheetah Dash of Creativity

How “Wild Kratts” helped me realize why I creatively feel like crap right now.

The Podcasting Food Chain

The Podcasting Food Chain

misfitrad.io is born.

The Podcasting Business Model

The Podcasting Business Model

Why I’m not quitting my day job any time soon.

Two-thirds

Just another mid-life crisis, brought to you by Microsoft.

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Why Candy Crush Saga Drives Me Nuts

Let’s be each other’s enablers.