Dance with chance
We're not good with probabilities
1 year ago
This is really where the ethos of the digital garden challenges the traditional ideas of a website or blog. Here is where I'm capturing some of my early-stage ideas, concept sketches and working fragments. Some may be refined further into a full essay or framework. Others might just gradually fade into the archives. Putting these still forming (or never fully-formed) sketches and concepts out here for others to see is really about showing my thinking and inviting feedback and collaboration.
We're not good with probabilities
1 year ago
AI gives us plenty of coulds. The real value — the thing a trusted advisor gives you — is the should.
1 year ago
From humans instructing computers, to computers talking to humans — the history of interfaces is really a story of who is adapting to whom.
nearly 9 months ago
Tackling the age old conumdrum.
3 days ago
AI is the latest in our ability to duplicate. What does that mean for scarcity, value, and authenticity?
nearly 7 months ago
What can we learn from the sea
1 year ago
“One of the uber skills of leadership in the 21st century is going to be mastering metaphors”
— Michael Henderson
In a world of synthetic media, authentic content is premium
nearly 2 years ago
How do we set them
nearly 2 years ago
Do we care about the ingredients?
2 years ago
Can we get the value a different way?
2 years ago
Implications of agentic meetings
nearly 3 years ago
“There are no solutions. Only trade-offs”
— Thomas Sowell
An uplifting short-film on space exploration
How times have changed
Looking at the apps I use
A thought-provoking presentation
Weighed down by dead trees
Thoughts on Microsoft's future productivity vision
What is going to happen with NFC on the iPhone?
What is happening with Google Glass
How hard it is to stay out of the loop these days?!
Connecting with customers all the time?
Random thought, but they are
Can you fix this please?
“I am an old man and have known a great many troubles, but most of them never happened.”
— Mark Twain