The Offline Report

Constructing a blog off-ramp is tricky. The true bloggers are committed to blogging for life. I only know of one, Dave Winer. Though Om Malik is also keeping pace. I started this blog in 2018 knowing it was going to be publishing blog posts on a regular basis for about two years. I plan to pin this post up top and update the blog with occassional posts from here forward. This work by AJ Fish is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License .

He was emotional. He probably coud not keep his tie straight for long. But artists have to be more disciplined than others if they want to complete works and unveil them to criticism, so Ludwig would clean up on a regular basis. A digital portrait by Becca Saladin guestimates his appearance if he were living among us today: This work by AJ Fish is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License .

These letters to the editor were clipped from the Dec. 4 e-edition of the Los Angeles Times. Web versions can be read at this link . Rebuttals published on Dec. 6 settled the matter. (Web versions not found.) A letter published Dec. 9 showed some could not let it go. This work by AJ Fish is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License .

Thinking too hard can block coding and writing progress in similair ways. I just drafted an op-ed pitch and hit the block of pain despite being steeped in knowledge on the topic. So I took a step back from hot thinking to warm thinking with some mechanical brain-dead ways to perform idea composting. I got out the three by five cards and just wrote down ideas with words, one idea per card. I used about four of 25 cards for the final draft. The last leg of an idea's journey is being put into words by someone, usually a human. Wall-staring is another productivity hack I'm using lately. It's an escape route from doom-scrolling. Here's how to do it: remove a wall picture from its hanger and leave it on the floor, leaning on a wall below eye level. Stare at the space where the picture once was. This forces insight. This work by AJ Fish is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License .

https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVn3X4dwi1dqGaBnD3Nlukushr0Us06iVtdLj-d2ewpsy079PXa_tPyWyUGLPLYlYlPl6VqGfAYwxhyphenhyphenD4Ibv6CSPvcjc-4cX6OA5AaWau_L-NHNa1ZHwINtZnNPy1vDWh8busDErjdHCfi/s0/fred-rapp-dog-petey-2-1.jpg " style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "> Petey closes the case: At 5:45 a.m. the next morning, Rapp was found by an off-duty Sgt. named Charles Brooks, who was hunting in the area. Brooks noticed a dog, Petey, which he would later discover was Rapp’s, wandering along a trail. The officer followed the dog’s footprints several hundred yards and found Rapp, sitting near where he crashed his car. This work by AJ Fish is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License .