Category: Apps

I was halfway up a winding trail in the Pyrenees, squinting at a spinning loading icon that seemed to mock my very existence, when it finally hit me: the most…

I was sitting in my garden last Tuesday, trying to enjoy a bit of Bach, when my phone decided it was the perfect moment to lose its connection to the…

I spent thirty-four years in a physics classroom, and if there is one thing I learned, it is that people love to hide simple mechanics behind a curtain of unnecessary…

I spent thirty-four years in a physics classroom, and if there is one thing I learned, it is that people love to wrap simple mechanics in layers of unnecessary, shiny…

I spent thirty-four years in a physics classroom watching teenagers try to negotiate with the laws of thermodynamics, but I’ve never seen a more futile negotiation than the one we…

I was sitting at my workbench last Tuesday, squinting through a jeweler’s loupe at the hairspring of a 1920s pocket watch, when my phone decided to stage a protest. It…

I was sitting at my workbench last Tuesday, squinting through my loupe at the delicate escapement of a 19th-century carriage clock, when my phone decided to perform a frantic, rhythmic…

Most productivity gurus will try to sell you a subscription to a “smart” inbox that promises to organize your life using some magical, opaque algorithm. It’s nonsense. They want you…

Last Tuesday, I found myself staring at a frozen screen during a faculty catch-up, listening to nothing but the rhythmic, mechanical click-click-click of my grandfather clock in the hallway. It’s…

I was sitting at my workbench last Tuesday, squinting through my loupe at the delicate escapement of a 19th-century French carriage clock, when my phone buzzed with a message from…