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The silver empala had the windshield wipers on even though there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. The dry squealing sound could be heard over the low rumble of my 10 year old gas engine. From my rear view mirror I could see Amazon packages stacked high against the passenger side window. An old woman sat behind the wheel. Her face showed a peacefulness that belied the fever with which she approached each new package, one potent rip every time we stopped.

“Indoor-outdoor” as a driving architectural principle grates on me. Bro, your house is not autobot fixing to metamorphose into a damn semi-truck. Ever heard of a porch?

Hypothetical: You work a pretty standard design job. The pay is ok, benefits are minimal, the work is meticulous, the buildings are pretty good. There’s an opportunity to ditch all that and work on the architecture staff of an institution. No more design (it’s more about shepherding external designers), pay is a little better, but the benefits and hours are a significant improvement. There’s a startup cost for switching gears, but also the unsettling admission that you will wear the same uniform as everyone else in town. Which pill do you take?

It is with profound sadness that I share this news: We are shutting down the weekend. Our team set out to build a fun, irreverent break from the daily grind that encouraged each and every one of us to sleep in, mow lawns, and attend alcohol-free pre-teen birthday parties. None of this would have been possible without the generous community here on FC (you know who you are) who supported us and used the weekend to get shit done. What does this mean for you? Starting tomorrow you will have to go back to work. But, we haven’t stopped building. Our team is going to open source the weekend so if someone wants to bring it back in, say, 5 days you can pick up where we left off. Yes, that means your lawn will still only be half mowed from last time. So grab a cold one and a get your farmer’s tan on. The weekend is dead, long live the weekend.

Spent the day gardening and doing yard work, most of which involved cutting down brush and trying to hold back the pervasive spread of weeds and ivy, which of course, are emboldened by the same warm weather that had me out there.

Sorry in advance for relegating your obscure project coin into tax obsolescence, but I have decided that if it’s not ETH or USDC it will be labeled spam.