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1. On blank #1: Reading, Knowledge, Understanding, Finding Faults, and Whatever You Own
   May 26, 2019 · original
   On Reading “Reading great literature is like having an intimate conversation with someone who has thought a lot about what they are going to say.” On Knowledge “I try to be open to the idea that at any given moment, I am wrong about everything.” On Understanding “If you encounter a situation, someone, or something and can’t immediately make sense of it (or them), that is a good sign.” On Finding Faults “Whatever bothers you most about other people is what bothers you most about yourself. When nothing bothers you about other people, you are at peace with yourself, or subjacent a rock.” On Whatever You Own “Use it, or lose it. The less you keep idle, the better. Let little reside blind of the sun.” All On blank s attributed to myself, unless otherwise noted.
2. Conquering Costanza: A Nine-Year Follow-Up to My “money-band” Minimalist Wallet Review (and Why I Own a Credit Card—Despite Being Pretty Sure They Are Terrible)
   May 16, 2019 · original
   I wrote in August 2010 ( nine years ago! ) about a product called the “money-band,” which was a cutting-edge elastic fastener (OK—household rubber band) marketed for the use of replacing the traditional bi or trifold wallet. I was enamored at the time by the idea of minimalism —and I guess I still am, though that word no longer crosses my mind 1 —and it was enlightening for me to see an object that so demonstrably instantiated that “Hey—there are other ways to go about this 78.5-year trek. You’ve been doing it all wrong. Wake up.” The money-band in particular was compelling for two reasons: It was almost nothing —insubstantial, a relative filament—yet it served the same function as a standard wallet, which is to hold identification and money. Wallets can be elaborate. This was not. It blared the idea of doing the same (or more, or better) with less. It was an evidential case of form gove
3. Stale, Mate: An Assortment of Tweaks to the 2019 Redesign, Three Months In, and Join My Newsletter
   May 5, 2019 · original
   I wrote fairly extensively regarding the 2019 AC.com redesign when it launched, and I knew then, as I took a loupe to my work, that the design had issues. Collating that assessment was constructive because it forced me to acknowledge shortcomings that I may otherwise have turned a blind eye. I kept ideas for improvements in the back of my mind, to work themselves out ( stew , as I like to put it), while I submersed myself in other matters. Yesterday ended up being a “I have nothing planned / oh god / I’m feeling existential uselessness slash woe” kind of day 1 , so in an attempt to make something of quiescence, I opened my laptop and forged ahead with an assortment of creative adjustments. Tweaks Goodbye, Home Header I called this element “experimental” initially, and upon reevaluation, it was overly ambitious; it had too much going on. Presented was a fat stack of links, boxes, and dood
4. Self, Talk: On Voice Recorder Therapy (How-To, Benefits, Apps, and Devices)
   Mar 16, 2019 · original
   Along with writing thoughts in a personal, private, solitary manner, I speak likewise alone (i.e., yes —I talk to myself). I use a voice recorder to capture these sessions of self-conversation as a complementary practice to pen & paper journaling—the convention is not far out of left field. I rarely listen back to the recordings, but knowing that I’m being recorded wrenches higher levels of coherence out of me. I find self-talk helpful for working through whatever I’m stuck on. Most of life is an attempt to not become too fixated on any specific agenda and to place oneself in a continual state of adaptation, moving forward. Ideally we’d all have therapists, or be capable of telling anyone anything at any time without fear of annihilation, but self-guided voice recording is what’s doable for me, and I’m more honest speaking (and writing) alone than in the presence of another person. I sta
5. One for “the Old Man”: The Collected Shards of Anthony J Capriola, Sr. (WWII POW, Least and Most Importantly)
   Mar 12, 2019 · original
   My grandfather, Anthony J Capriola, Sr., is reverently and mystically referred to as “the Old Man” by those who continue to tell tales of his fiery heyday. He fought in “the War,” was captured the by Germans and held prisoner for a year/eternity, returned to civilian life (mostly but not entirely normal; some screws loose), raised four boys with his wife (my grandmother) Myrtle (who on rare occasion threatened to “stab him with no remorse” [but she never did; she was loath to swat a fly]), yelled only on Sundays (the one day of the week he didn’t work as a stone mason), built his own house (and all of his kids’ houses), was the smartest of eight Capriola/Caprioli/Capriolo/however-you-spell-it children (according to his sister Marie), survived a heart attack + open-heart surgery + 20 years of diabetes + 53 years of second-hand smoke, and defiantly, improbably lived to see six grandchildre
6. Eyesore: A High-Visibility Mod for the GoRuck GR1 Backpack
   Mar 3, 2019 · original
   Again, picking up in the vicinity of where I left off: I own a GoRuck GR1 (21L, black). I bought it in 2014, just as it was beginning to garner the internet’s ubiquitous cult of approval as Greatest Backpack of All Time (GBOAT). I can’t tell you if it’s the best backpack ever. It’s the only notable backpack I’ve owned aside from an L.L.Bean monogrammed Deluxe Book Pack which lasted me from middle school through college. I haven’t touched a TOM BIHN or any others in the $200+ price range. I bought the GR1 and moved on from the domain. But, I will say: The GR1 seems fine to me. It doesn’t get in my way; it holds what I want, the pockets are convenient, the zippers are smooth, and it’s comfortable to wear. (I should note that I removed the supportive plastic frame sheet; I prefer it without, though I tend to carry rather little around.) I use the bag mostly for transporting my laptop and wh
7. The Better Bookmark: On Keeping Place More Precisely and Getting Myself to Read
   Mar 1, 2019 · original
   I left off touching on digital bookmarks. I read books. Actual, physical books. Not the digital ones—the old technology. I am tempted by e-readers, though, starry-eyed with notion that they’ll get me reading more—because they are novel, and somehow, someway. This is misguided bunkum, I’m aware, so I’m reluctant to adopt, but: Book-reading is a habit I’m still trying to further ingrain. (Aren’t we all?) And I do need strategies for this century. I would so rather grab my phone, for example, given the vacuumed choice, than a book 1 . It’s an unfair contest. This proclivity results partially because I can use my phone with one hand, whereas a book necessitates two. 2 I’m all-in reading a book. Phones, because of their form factor (small!), feign as if they lend to the art of multitasking, though I don’t manage to do anything besides be completely absorbed by my phone, while I’m on my phone,
8. Amnesiac Web Surfing: My macOS Browser Configs and Why I Still Use Google Chrome (Even Though—I Know…—Safari is Better)
   Feb 28, 2019 · original
   I want to forget —selectively. That’s why I stick with Google Chrome, even though Safari outclasses it in almost every way. Safari is zippy and mindful of system resources; it doesn’t slurp battery, or ever kick on a laptop’s fan. It’s prompt and polite. I think I’d call it courteous. Even Safari’s dev tools are probably objectively better than Chrome’s at this point. However, I prefer to surf the web like an amnesiac—like someone who continually forgets, stumbling out of cyberspace, crumpled cig still lightly smoldering, figure mussed, and past erased. And for this reason, my go-to is Chrome. (It can be customized more in this regard than Safari.) I’m terrified of tracking and predictive services. They ingrain what should be arbitrary, evanescent behaviors. A spontaneous search shouldn’t become an online identity, but, in a self-fulfilling way, it can. To combat this, I only want my web
9. On the 2019 Redesign: Experiments in Pulling Teeth, Past AdamCap(riola).coms, and What I Should’ve Been Doing All Along
   Feb 10, 2019 · original
   If, after a week, I’m already over my latest AdamCap.com redesign, does that count as progress? (Too soon? Not soon enough?) I’ve launched redesigns in the past (to be enumerated below), and for each I’ve been privately optimistic that the “new wheels” would spurn creativity and drive and that I’d finally start consistently blogging for once, which I never have in the past, starting then , there, on launch. …Now. Any time. Soon. —I always feel the same deep-down-I-know-it-is-hollow optimism—the progression which follows is similar to that which ensues when you splurge on a product or service, thinking it will help engrain some positive habit or end, because with X in hand or at your disposal, “What you want will be so much easier to attain,” and for exactly one week or month, you are motivated, and it is easier to get yourself doing it , whatever it is—reading, losing weight, drinking wa
10. Quickly (& Sometimes Neatly): On Jotting and Pen Preferences
    Jan 30, 2019 · original
    I jot notes, physically, on paper, by hand, often, though I produce work predominantly through the abstraction of a computer screen. I’m notably less productive when I don’t scribble—even just a few words or fragmented incoherencies—over the course of a day. I tend to make sense of whatever faster when I scratch into matter, which isn’t quite replicated by way of the ephemeral processes of electronic journaling or noting. The act is akin to catapulting globs of stagnant, fetid goo out of the skull and onto stiff bedrock. “Here we are, thoughts : face to face. I see you, now, and you are demonstrably mine. ” We are cavemen at heart, after all, and it’s impertinent to constrain a spatial being. The keyboard is a straitjacket of sorts; it limits movement. Try to dismount. Try pirouetting away. It’s not easy. The right brain yearns to express at least slightly more than which it can computat

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