workbench

a personal log — no schedule, no audience in mind.

A personal corner of the web. I write here to think, not to publish. If you stumbled in, hello — there isn't much to see, and that's the point.

On tidy config

Config that reads like prose beats config that reads like a puzzle. If I need a comment to explain a flag, the flag is usually wrong.

Latency is a feeling

Numbers say a route is fine; the hand on the trackpad disagrees. I've learned to trust the hand and then go find the number that explains it.

Notes over memory

I keep assuming I'll remember why I did something. I never do. Two lines written now save an hour of archaeology later.