I'm sitting in my backyard, phone in hand, dictating instructions to
an AI running on a server in the next room. Over the past couple of
hours, a structured research process has produced higher-quality data
than I could have gotten any other way. And the first thing that
research told me was that the statistics on my own website were wrong...
The leak dropped on a Tuesday. I bookmarked it. The rest of the week
was what it always is — client delivery, context-switching, the usual
cognitive overload. The most interesting thing to happen in AI tooling
all year finally got my attention on Saturday morning...
I woke up this morning lost in the fog. The rain had been welcome and
refreshing, feeding a thin winter and thirsty ground. Old roads barely
visible. My bright headlights that have served me so well for so long
only reflect this small shallow bubble around me...
My son, with zero formal training, just built a beautifully rendered
React pricing calculator. The tools democratized the craft. So what's
left? The 80% that looks easy vs the 20% that makes it real...
There's a garden. I planted it. I put in the drip system. Which broke
day one. Nothing ever just works anymore. And from that broken garden
timer to "how will I continue to pay the bills?" is a shorter walk
than you think...