This is my garden on the web. It's perpetually being tended, sometimes frequently, sometimes sporadically. It is the thing I am most proud of on the web. I'm still trying to figure out the best way to organize everything (the best way ain't reverse-chronologically, but that's how it is for now).
I wrote a book that I'd love for you to read. The first chapter is available for free and I'd like to put the whole thing online, eventually. I'm married to my beautiful wife and we have two little Zs, with a third on the way.
I despise the current trajectory of the web (despite being a web developer my entire life), and any use of this site for LLM, SEO, or any other acronym is specifically forbidden. If you're a person, welcome! Email me to say that you read and enjoyed something, or just to say hi. I'd love to hear from you.
The events of this essay may be dramatized or fictional. Names removed where possible for the sake of privacy.
On my fifteenth birthday, I first kissed a girl. And while I was still fifteen, my family moved to Central Asia, ten hours away by time zones. I thought I had remembered the break-up correctly – you always think that, even when it’s not true. Of course it broke up; what tenth grader can sustain a real relationship across ten hours, two continents, and a world of differences between two kids who are still changing plenty on their own? What I’d never realized was just how hard she tried after I left.
Hi, I'm Andrew.