The coffee shop was a cacophony of noise and smell. Fresh baked pastries and burnt coffee. Small talk and blenders, stirred with the hissing of poured espresso and steamed milk. One wall was made of windows and low tables. A writer's workshop, with enough constancies of noise and things to be distracting but not so much that it couldn't be drowned out with a strong enough story.
It was here that I was writing. People filtered out until it was me and an empty, white, porcelain mug with coffee stains. I wrote. I loved and hated deadlines because they spurned me on when I felt no motivation, always the tension of the imperfections I would have loved to fix. When all was done being said, the sense of accomplishment was strong.
An old man sat down across from me; scowl permanently affixed to his visage.
I tried to smile at him, but no luck.
He growled, “Are you a writer?”
“Why don't you hurry!”
Death waits for no man, but I'll be damned if I rush to meet him. Slow is smooth and smooth is fast.
I've no mind to hurry. Motion is not progress. I will plod along at the pace I am going because I know no mistakes will dog my heels. I will not circle back and around again to make it right.
When I was young, I thought and acted like a child, but now childish ways are left for the children.
My thoughts race before me making ten mistakes before I take a misstep. In this way I have died ten thousand deaths. Before my race is finished, I expect as many again.
Death has courted me these many years and you ask why don't I rush.
There is a glacier that bleeds.
Seth Godin on Tim Ferris' Podcast
When we (Boomers) were draft age, that was when the draft really mattered. And when we were listening to rock and roll, that’s when music really mattered. And when people needed to make money for their family, that’s when Wall Street really mattered. And now boomers are dying. And so we are living in a culture where there’s an overhang of all these people with loud voices talking about the end of the world because it’s the end of their world, but it’s not the end of the world.
This feels true and important and I can't figure out how to respond but it's been bouncing around in my head for about 2 weeks.
Boomers make up about 1/5 of the population of the US and my guess is hold about 80% of the wealth (or more, depending on how far you take Pareto's rule). The oldest boomers are 77 and youngest are 59. Probably, the largest wave of boomers started to retire about 10 years ago (2014), might have accounted for some of the wage stagnation we experienced. The rest will retire by 75, which is in the next 16 years.
I wonder if the tenor of political conversation is more apocalyptic because their world is ending.
From the Brian Potter at Construction Physics.
Likewise, we’ve previously talked about advanced framing (sometimes called optimal value engineering), a method of light framed wood design that uses less lumber by arranging structural elements to streamline load paths and minimize redundancy. Though this seems like an easy win (estimates range from 10-25% reduction in framing material costs, and potentially even larger labor savings), empirically builders seem reluctant to take it, due to the added coordination difficulties and design effort, and the potential downside if the carpenters make a mistake. A slightly misplaced floor joist that can be easily accommodated by normal framing could cause a serious issue in advanced framing were it not caught and repaired.
The last 3 jobs we were barely able to coordinate with our non english speaking framing crew. I don't work for this GC anymore, but there are many middle size GCs that build apartment buildings who only look at the lowest bid price.
We had to add a beam in for a structural change in the building and had to reset it at least three times.
Any complication that eats into profit is too risky.
Dallin rode his scooter up the corridor. The whole ship a corridor. Going up and down and left and right. Even where they ate was called a mess hall.
Dallin put at least ten hours on his scooter every day. Gleaming corridors, polished to a mirror finish. And every single hallway had four coming off of it.
Sector H-L were Dallin's. His team called it hell, but Dante hadn't imagined anything like this. Sisyphus in year 700 might have had some feeling for hell's cleaning. If the dwarves had to clean the Mines off Moria to a mirror finish, they would have been able to feel the hell crew's pain.
|Response meaning in English
|Reply meaning in English
|”(live to) 100 years old”
|“Are you all right?”
|“Sorry.” or “Excuse me.”
|“Are you sick?”
|“God speaks truth”
|“I am sorry”
|“Already feeling better” / “Thank you”
|“May God forgive you.”
|“May Tengri give me five hundred horses”
|“Half mine, half yours”
|“May you be blessed with a life without death”
|“Sneeze, and you shall live”
|“Sneezed on truth”
|“Drink more water” .
|They said it
|“Yes, they did”
|“You shall grow tall!”
|“Thank you (very much).”
|“Go away kitten”
Knowledge is knowing why there are dimples on a golf ball. Skill is hitting the golf ball well.
Knowledge is a recipe followed to the jot and tittle. Skill is making an amazing meal with what's in the fridge.
Knowledge is how much a job position is worth in the current market. Skill is negotiating your salary.
Knowledge is information in a single a domain. Skill is applying embodied practice to new domains correctly.