He wondered if people ever wondered about him. He imagined some people did. He had deleted his  Facebook awhile ago, then made an instagram, but deleted that too. Now he had one without a photo, making it harder to find. Sometimes he'd like to know if anyone was thinking about...

At the bar he scrolled his phone. He had to know, what was Kyle Sardisnsky doing. He searched at the bar, his screen lighting his face up blue. He was in the booth. No one around him. His drink had a stream of bubbles trying to escape. 

He checked  LinkedIn...

Imogen Howe   was worried. Keith hadn’t replied in a week, and his phone location just showed up as cannot find. Part of her wanted to go there, but she also didn’t know if this was him trying to tell her something. 

What if she was the cruel one? If she...

Marianna didn't reach out of respect for Keith, she told herself. She then made her  Instagram public, and started posting here and there. Checking the views, and the likes, no one but the normal people, friends or friends, or friends of Cal. No one else. She was hoping for some...

She started watching Keith, like how she used to watch the others. First it started just searching for his name. Keith, then his last name Rawling. That didn't turn up much, some weird  Facebook profiles but nothing else. Then she looked on  LinkedIn there nothing. 

"Could he have changed his...

After Jimmy passed out Dick opened his laptop and checked  Facebook . Alice had posted photos from the ski resort.

There were also photos posted by Casey. He was at some show tonight. Posing with the band. He was "in" over there in  Westcity . The respected musicians and venue managers...

Good evening. Today a 55 year old woman uploaded a viral video of herself sharing a video of The Blue Man, who seems to be strangling a young woman to death live o video. She posted it onto  Facebook , and soon millions of fellow boomers shared the video of...

Some people find a place they call home. They can die peacefully there.

Others will roam restlessly. Couple places always in mind as candidates. Potential homes.

But no definitive home .

Her dad knew that small town she grew up in was home. He was ready to die there. Had no thoughts of...

After the service Will runs into Allison leaning against the brick right outside the church doors. The way she's standing makes it feel like she was waiting there for him all along. But that can't be. He must be imagining. For they have't spoken in over five years. Will has...

Thoughts of another drink swarmed the young man who sat at the table near the window at a cafe off Baker Ave. Usually the slim, hoodied figure got more coffees than his brain and nerves needed because he was procrastinating on some pending school deadline.

But this time around there was...

They are at the same college . They do not meet in real life or even speak, but out of the blue she adds him on Facebook . Even though he hasn't thought about her in months this excites him. She is attractive and feels familiar. They both went to...

Charlotte hated when old friends reached out to her. They were all finishing up school and getting real jobs suddenly. Nobody seemed to be doing anything big for the past few years and all the sudden there was an explosion of 'good' news on Facebook .

What could she say about...

The  Church of Twitter has had a busy week. The mobs either crowning Elon Musk as contemporary Martin Luther or another  billionaire buying his way into societal  infrastructure .

Independent of this, my friend remarked that if Facebook were to disappear tomorrow that there would be non net-negative impact to society....

He hadn't been to SSD since he got his puppy. But before that he used to spend all his free time, weekday or weekend s, at the SSD. He liked the first S the best. It stood for  shooting range . It was not that he found pleasure in shooting...

A few minutes ago, I was sitting on the toilet when suddenly an idea struck. I finally had a name for my not-yet created money / financial newsletter .

Without further ado, I introduce: financial-idiot.blog  No, there isn't a landing page yet, nor is there anything other.

The idea struck me,...

When I enter the  cafe she won't recognize me right away. We've both changed a lot.

In fact I wouldn't recognize her either except for the fact that the  barista in a cafe is always on display like a flower.

She will recognize me eventually though. I'll go when she's doing something...

We specialized in web applications . There was actually a time when we considered going into desktop and native applications, but the demand for web apps was just too big that I guess my partner and I never even had the chance to decide. Our path was chosen for us.

We...

He ran a  hosting business on the side. Except for two months it never made money. But it wasn't a big deal because he needed to host websites for people, including himself and his family anyway.

He was old school, still "hosted websites". Anybody else still in the hosting game --...

As he grew older he found it harder to recognize people. He still could recognize everyone, but there was a time in high school when he couldn't imagine not being able to see and old classmate and knowing it was them right away. Even if they were to meet in ...

She thought she might be able to be a  barista forever. So long as she owned the cafes one day. Making 12 bucks an hour plus tips was just not going to cut it for the rest of her life.

The people and their tips were nice. They meant well, but...

email is a great method of communication. You send off your message and you kind of forget about it. No waiting around to see if the other person checks it and replies right away. You just go about your day.

At least that's how I use it. Maybe you do sit...

The promise of  web 3.0 or  web3 is cool. Basically it argues for a shift in the way our digital infrastructure is organized so that not only the investors/founders/creators have equity and profit from that infrastructure but also the users.

There's great power in the idea of feeling like a user...

This was before  web 2.0 . You didn't surf the net expecting most your information to come from one of the bigs like Facebook or  Twitter . Instead you would visit these horribly designed websites with no sense of  topography and often light-yellow or pitch black backgrounds. Something about that...

"Hello, Jake."

It was Riley from back in the day. We'd both lived in Williams Hall, and we'd often go eat and try to study together. After moving off campus it got hard trying to see each other, and I guess we just found our own ways. 

"So you're living off...

I'm glad  Instagram wasn't a thing back then. I would've been super annoyed with the amount of pics that we would have to take to make ourselves look cool. We still took photos, but not as many. But funny thing we did was we would just en masse post them....

Her invitation came out of the blue. A message over Facebook sparked a conversation. We talked nonstop until we agreed that she would visit me during winter break.

It was strange because we hadn't kept in touch until that message over Facebook. But once we began chatting it felt like...

She began her story slow... and then it went fast. I suddenly felt like I was sucked into her high school self. But her story reminded me so much of mine it felt uncanny. Like she was speaking for me. Telling my story.

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Imogen and I became friends during that...

Even the big spaces like Twitter have their own corners within them. The difference between big places and small corners though is that the latter continues to design intentionally for the specific corner crowd.

Product Hunt and Angel List was designed specifically from the get-go for a niche case. A...

OpenerBesides a mug of earl gray rooibos , there were few different things on her tabletop. An Organic Chemistry textbook and a stack of marked index cards. If a friend could peer through her second story window they would guess that she had staged the scene for a Facebook photo...

In a warm cafe he stared through frosted glass until his phone vibrated beckoning him to let go of his coffee mug. She was late but because of a quaint attachment to his hometown diner didn't mind. Within his chest he knew they would hang out even later into the...