No rules
I write weekly-ish on the Neurotech Napkin, but I hold myself to a lot of rules there because of the nature of the newsletter. I try to publish once a week. I stick to consumer neurotech. I keep a clean and professional tone. But the truth is, I have a lot more to say than just about neurotech. So I'm going to start writing here, without rules. About anything I want, whenever I feel like it.
I’m interested in a lot of things. I train MMA. I play chess. I love UX and product. I’m fascinated by the human brain. I’ve been sketching since I was five and I love both creating and listening to music. I was an AAU basketball player and a dual-sport athlete in high school, playing football and basketball. I’ve gone through obsessive phases with the Rubik’s cube, the Chinese yoyo (a diabolo), and I’m a dedicated skateboarder. I’ve landed a nightmare flip down a three block. I’m deeply interested in AI, computer science, and data science. But I also love literature, philosophy, rhetoric, and grammar. My list of interests, hobbies, and obsessions could keep going.
Having a wide range of passions is both a blessing and a curse. It’s a blessing because I’ve built a broad skillset, and my brain stays globally engaged. Each interest lights up different circuits and strengthens different parts of me.
But it’s a curse because I get distracted easily. When something new and exciting hits my mental inbox, whatever was underneath gets pushed down and forgotten for a while. If enough new things stack up, I lose sight of what I was building in the first place. I jump ship mid-project, leave books half-read, and abandon codebases, sketchbooks, and playlists halfway through. My mental whiteboard is always cluttered — crowded with ideas, half-solved problems, and metaphors waiting for a home.
I’ve stopped seeing that as a flaw. It’s just how I work. I’m at my best when I’m exploring, learning, and stretching into new shapes. That’s what this space will be. Unfiltered. Untidy. Honest.
Some days I might post a product idea. Other days it might be a sparring story, a lesson from chess, a stray thought about the brain, or a sentence I can’t stop thinking about. Whatever it is, it’ll be real.
Thanks for being here.
