A cigarette-centric visualizer for Singapore's second-hand haze

A watch that thinks I’m thriving, a time-dilation theory, and Singapore’s new state-backed dating platform and reality TV show.

$5 fixed what $12 broke, Beats made a headphone that’s a hazard to my wallet, and a show that's really just 7 episodes of Anya Taylor-Joy's face.

My new iPhone pays for itself, saving money with a budget telco costs you in other ways, and why Hope is not the movie I was hoping for.

The impressive new iPhone Duo, letting Gemini overrule my human optician, and worrying about the global sardine shortage.

Betrayed my own body’s defense agency, got hooked on double agents and espionage stories, and stocked up on wartime supplies. Good thing I actually like Spam.

Padel is just flawed tennis, The Witcher 3 in 4K will only confirm I hate riding horses, and 1,600 pages of 2010s Neal Stephenson is the most fun I’ve had reading all year.

A badly-designed design exhibition, an incredible trip-hop album discovery, and baby’s first tamale.

Went on a Big Walk, spent the week trapped in time-loops, and a rewatch of ‘Lost in Translation’ that broke the code to eternal recurrence.

DOMi & JD Beck are coming to Singapore! The best soft serve ever, and steeling myself against life’s stains.

Bought a signed album on impulse, contemplated the horror of hearing loss, and reviewed a Booker Prize-winning yuri novel pretending to be a forgotten post-war book.

Blogging through Maybe-Covid brain fog, deleted a broken Ubisoft game, and observed that a Danish time-loop series might understand unemployment better than most self-help books.

Kieślowski trilogy: complete. McDonald's x Old Chang Kee: a mistake. Nolan's Odyssey vs. Spielberg's Disclosure Day: no contest.

A generative art tool that turns patterns from your photos into new, abstract compositions.

Fell down the stairs, watched Supergirl bomb harder than my tailbone, and found out my gut was right about the losers at OpenAI.

Parent-proofing the watchlist, Britt Lower's Emmy is under review, and an afternoon of art beats a superhero movie every time.

New Mac, new Siri. Plus: realizing my M5 Mac can play a 2012 Xbox game on a giant virtual screen inside a Vision Pro. What a time to be alive.

Recreated a game I loved 25 years ago, got sick from hot pot, and wondered what it is we value in human art over AI art. It’s the life expended.

A relaxing card game based on the classic High Seas Solitaire.

WWDC week — Apple Intelligence is real this time, and Siri might replace ChatGPT for most people. Also: Disclosure Day is finally out!

Built a site that pairs classical Chinese art and poetry at random — some combinations are beautiful, others make you work for it. Also: tied up TV loose ends, a book that got worse by being improved, and SWEATCON 1.

Experience new juxtapositions of classical art and poetry.

The Pope agrees with my antiwork reading, Sonny Rollins has passed, free coffee at IKEA is a retiree hack I'm now using, and the sardine supply chain is in crisis. I've started a stockpile.

Turn a list of books into a beautiful, shareable shelf.

Read six books, attended a talk about work and play, and was reminded how small Singapore can be sometimes. Also built a custom bookshelf page with DeepSeek V4 Flash, proving you don't need a paid subscription to ship.

Facilitated an AI workshop, added Tokyo views to Window Box, and watched a friend make her dramatic debut. Also, design matters now more than ever.

Saw Kraftwerk live, built a window box, and survived the dentist. Also: learned about the Tiberi Tapes — new live Coltrane recordings coming later this year.

Your browser window with a view.

Tokyo trip recap: great art, affordable bourbon, redundant labor, and the guy who just kept drawing naked robots until Dior came calling. Respect.

My dying orchids got a second life, ate too much even before hitting Tokyo, some thoughts on Claude Design, and Whose Line Is It Anyway? as life philosophy.

A funeral, a meditation on impermanence, and ten apps since March 1. Also: I'm going to miss The Pitt.

A meditation on impermanence.

A new maze every day, for everyone.

A location journal that's actually yours.

Spent the week making art with math, went on a side quest to make a 3D maze game, and survived a massive hangover. Also: Amazon US does not deserve to ship vinyl.

Built a private location journal, had a Eureka moment my AI assistant somehow missed, and learned that just because you can vibe code something doesn't mean you should.

A location journal that's actually yours.

Finished my biggest app yet, thinking about forming a late boomers' coding club, and reading the most beautiful book ever set in space. Also: I’m one sardine short of a whole can.

A beautiful generative audio device that turns Singapore government data into music.

Six apps in three weeks, staying up until 3:30am fighting a drum machine, and a photo walk on Emerald Hill. I think I have an AI G-force problem.

Everyone gets the same words each day. What will you do with them?

Built two more apps, hit the sophomore slump with one and did my best work yet with the other. Also: the designing/developing distinction is collapsing, and how Disney on Ice is actually a sensible combination.

A text processing engine that mashes up public domain books to generate serendipitous nonsense.