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garry says...

It’s tempting to look at any dot com success and assume that all the features they have today are what made them take off. It’s almost never the case.

In fact, most of the success stories launched with what seems to be an impossibly small set of features. For example, when Basecamp launched in 2004, it didn’t support file uploads. Their solution was to let you upload a file to your own server, and then hotlink it. Sounds ridiculous now, doesn’t it? Nor for that matter could you receive notifications by email, edit a comment that has been posted, reply by email, or assign a date to a to-do item. Put simply, they didn’t start out the way you see them today. They were just getting started.

Similarly Amazon launched in 1994, but only added book reviews in 1996; they focused on getting users first. They didn’t add CDs until 1998, and it was 2001 before they even posted a profit. It’s easy to ignore this, and look at their success from this point onwards, but you’re not starting out where they are today. You’re just getting started.

I need to remind myself of this sometimes. We are just getting started. There are must-haves and there are nice-to-haves. And the things that are burning in your heart to get into the product may not always fall into must-have.

That being said -- keep rolling.


rathgear says...

Yesterday marked two weeks since we all learned of Dan's passing. In some ways it seems like its been an eternity and in others a mere flash. I like to think that a sense of normalcy will return at some point, and it most assuredly will, but yesterday brought about a lot of instances where Dan seemed all around.

It started on my morning run. I got up early to do it, and on my warm up to the beautiful Chestnut Hill Reservoir, it occurred to me that Dan always made fun of me and/or couldn't understand why I got up "early" - i.e. usually by 8 or 8:30 - everyday when I only had class three days a week and those were all in the afternoon. Now, here I am, not only up early, but up early running for Dan. For some reason that struck me. I supposed it was simply because I just wished he was around to still make fun of me; even if it was for not having my dissertation finished yet. The run itself was good. A relaxed and tranquil five miles, not too cold, and I actually felt pretty good. (Chestnut Hill Reservoir is pictured above with BC's iconic tower looming in the background)

It was later in the evening that things hit home. I was taking the bus over to Anna's to attended the belated pseudo-surprise birthday party her roommates were throwing. As the bus approached one of the stops near Harvard I realized I was staring at the spot where I last saw Dan alive. It was Saturday night, September 26th, we had just seen the new Tucker Max film and stopped in a bar to have a few beers afterward. Dan had been pressing me to see the movie all week, and now I couldn't be more glad I decided to forgo continuing to nurse our Friday night's hangover to meet him and a couple of our friends to do so. We left the bar around 11:30, and Dan went somewhat out of his way to walk us to the parking garage before he headed to catch the train. As we always did, we shook hands and said our usual "talk to you this week." But that was the last time I saw Dan; and that'll be Dan Haubert for the rest of my life... He'll be standing on a sidewalk in Cambridge, that crazy blond hair, a khaki jacket, jeans, and most of all, that genuine smile of his as he said goodbye...


Demo Day was last week! This was the ninth time and it was probably the best yet. Noticeable differences were the decrease in attendee "drop-offs" and the number of investors who stayed afterward talking to the founders. I think there were about 200 investors who attended over the two days. That's just about the capacity of our space so we may need to switch to three days this winter, because I don't like having to turn people away.

Because there were so many startups presenting this time, we cut the demos down to 4 minutes. It actually worked well-- there was no one who couldn't explain what they were doing in 4 minutes and the investors seemed to like the new format a lot. Everyone did a great job presenting, too.

Here are some photos shared on FanChatter: http://demoday.fanchatter.com/


garry says...

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Review this chart to help you determine the best Sleep Discipline for you. Notice that the more naps you take during the day, the less sleep you will need at night. Conversely, the shorter your core sleep, the more strictly you will need to follow your schedule. The less Total Sleep you get, the more severe the sleep deprivation in the adjustment phase will be, however the more sever the sleep dep., the quicker your body will adjust to the Discipline.

# 20 min Naps Core Sleep (hrs) Total Sleep (hrs) Net Benefit (vs 8 hrs) Nap Sched. Flexibility Nickname
0 8 8 0 n/a Monophasic
1 6 6.3 1.7 +/-3 hr Siesta
2 4.5 5.2 2.8 +/-2 hr Everyman
3 3 4 4 +/-1 hr Everyman
4 or 5 1.5 2.8 5.2 +/-30 min Everyman
6 0 2 6 +/-30 min Uberman

This is actually fascinating. I've never seen so concisely laid out with the actual options you could go with.

You should follow me on twitter here.


garry says...

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I love the use of exclamation points. It's effective.


garry says...

The more labels you have for yourself, the dumber they make you.

I was just thinking this recently. I think PG was prompted to write this quick essay due to a recent poll on Hacker News regarding whether people were theists, deists or atheists. I think it was 3 to 1 atheists to theists.

When I was a teenager, I liked to watch documentaries about the New Left of the 60's. I considered myself liberal by all accounts. These days, I feel less like ascribing to a single worldview than ever before. It doesn't make sense to call yourself a liberal when all it means is rubber-stamping ideas on a panoply of vaguely related issues in current times.

Of course these days the proper word for liberal is progressive. But I'm not a progressive, nor am I conservative. I'm just me, and I'd like to think I can try to read and understand any given issue and not be clouded by a particular lens. PG is right. Labels are dumb. Think for yourself.

I'm not saying I don't see the world through a particular lens. But it's a fool who always uses a lens pre-crafted for them by talk radio (of either wing) or what it means to be conservative or liberal or theist or atheist. At least try to craft your own. Somehow, I think we'll be all better off.

Filed under: politics

tdavis says...

You're going to wear out the snooze button again. Shower, shave, put the coffee on. Don the standard attire; suit jacket, a pair of slacks. Hair's getting a bit long; you should probably take care of that. 

"Yes sir, no sir, thank you sir," from inside three white walls. Remember! Don't fall asleep in the meeting. Grab a smoke. Is it lunch time yet?

Click. Logout. Mash the pedal, never escaping fast enough. Bumper to bumper the whole way. Finally home; too exhausted to care. 

Click. Lets see what's on.

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Age nine. You're going to be an Astronaut. President. Explorer. You're going to be a fire engine.

You grew up. Manufactured some responsibilities. You went to college; got a proper job, at a proper company, in a proper suit — a proper cog. A modest home in a modest neighborhood. Dreams traded for security; hopes for rationalizations.


All because nobody ever told you...

You could have been a fire engine all along.


(There's still time)


garry says...

One day one of the accountants comes over to me and he says to me, "Hey, Paul, what are you doing working for somebody else? Why don't you get a pharmacy or a drugstore yourself?" So I told Eleanor. And this is the way my whole life has been with Eleanor: I get an idea, I tell her, and goddamn if it doesn't happen. ‘Cause she makes it happen.

via Salon's new series on American Love

Very heartfelt short story. I really liked the matter-of-factness of the prose.

Filed under: love, short story