The visible night mixes ambition and film study: dropping a tasteless joke, dreaming of becoming Grand Master and founding Illuminati Lodge No. 0666, then watching tunnel shots, Hannibal Lecter scenes, Memphis, Elvis, and...
The workday is dominated by readability: narrowing text columns, moving from hard black to softer greys, fixing spacing, and trying to make the history pages easier on the eye without slowing the site down. Around that are...
A tired day of muted notifications, coffee, beard talk, and delayed errands kept drifting until one old memory stood out: a cactus bought with care at a plant exhibition, then quickly eaten by Bingo the golden retriever....
The page runs from Trump-as-showman and startup-event boredom into cyber ambition, defense-deal fantasies, ISIS anger, Apocalypse Now, and Sri Lanka strategy, then finally steadies with Alex Marsh, who talks James, Ayeshah,...
The page starts with cyber administration, coffee, donuts, and a lower Mirtazapine dose, then collapses into a long confession of boredom: no enemies, no drama, no novelty, and a growing need to provoke, joke, or invent...
Mirtazapine, embassy security, bank ambition, family trust, and the need to be number one all lock together here into a harder question of control: who protects me, who follows me, and how high I can force the ceiling.
The day starts with website redesign, a letter to Babette Rothschild, and mercy toward a former employee, then widens into Richard de Zoysa, Premadasa, ETI, Deepa, and the argument that Sri Lanka keeps rewarding betrayal,...