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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.

The city shutoff our water today because of “illegal consumption.” They said we turned our water back on illegally, except we’ve paid every bill on time (autopay) and never asked for it to be turned off. And anyway, I think I would remember walking out to the sidewalk with a 6 foot long socket wrench, lifting up the iron lid of the water line with impish alacrity, and skipping in tight circles around the rusty valve. I only called at 4:30 because there’s been a lot of water main work in our neighborhood, so I assumed it was related. Now they say, sorry we can’t help. We closed at 4:45.

I really like that definition of integrity. The way to ameliorate failure is to accept it, acknowledge it, and make it part of who we are. We’re all going to make mistakes and we won’t get better if we pretend we are perfect. Reminds me of blog post about mistakes and the pursuit, or not, of perfection. https://medium.com/signal-v-noise/a-mistake-is-just-a-moment-in-time-825146629369