Hummingbird.

Seals on the rocks.

We drove down the coast today. It’s a nice way to hit the reset button before a new work week.

I’m trying to force myself to relax more these days, but the act of forcing myself isn’t very relaxing.

How many human-hours per day do you suppose are lost in workers staring at Slack while their co-workers are typing replies?

Security & privacy are best viewed as a counterbalance to convenience. Sometimes it’s quite easy to hold to an absolutist ideal that makes your life unnecessarily harder.

Out on Cañada Road.

Whenever I encounter a site that still requires users to supply answers to “security” questions, I just want to tap the parties responsible on the nose with a newspaper and say “Bad parties responsible! Bad!”

This should end well.

Good night, Half Moon Bay.

Buzzfeed is reporting that some users of Amazon’s Echo devices are feeling a bit creeped out at the fact that Alexa—a piece of software running on a cheap, crappy speaker—is “laughing” at them:

One person who was on the verge of falling into a peaceful slumber described hearing a “very loud and creepy laugh” from his Echo Dot. “There’s a good chance I get murdered tonight,” he tweeted.

It’s amazing what people will willingly do to themselves, their families, and their own sanity simply because it’s somehow gotten too difficult to touch a phone.

Good morning, Half Moon Bay.

There should be a word for that moment when a tap target moves right before you tap it, leading you to tap something else. This new word should probably have more than 4 letters.

We need a Manhattan Project to build networking equipment that actually works at least 30% of the time. Dream big.

The next time you consider putting a caller on speakerphone while walking around in a public place, please reconsider.

— Decent Human Beings

Behind every frustrating session of debugging, there’s a really simple, stupid mistake.

Boo-hoo!

FBI security expert: Apple are “jerks” about unlocking encrypted phones

It’s Friday night, and I face a crucial decision: whisky, or whiskey?

Whenever my girlfriend and I are having trouble deciding what to eat for dinner, my ready suggestion is always Mexican food. It’s nice to have a default position when it comes to tricky problems.

A couple of scavenging ravens.