I clearly remember that day, fishing with my father.
I was ruminating on that idea for long. I was still a kid.
At some point, the question was clear: “What should I do now? What exactly should I do now?”
That question still drives today most of my research, and I’m sure it will do till the end of my life.
I’ve always been a philosopher. And I wanted to be a writer.
I became an engineer.
2020 has been a terrible year for so many, and so has been for me, beyond what you’ll see in these photos, even if I’ve been lucky on the health side and certainly luckier than others. Despite that, it’s one year of our life, and what a year! We may be eager to start a brand new 2021, but 2020 will stay there to remember for decades.
My first trip of 2020 has been in a cave. A taste of real speleology. Narrow…
Many people don’t like rules. Or they like or dislike them depending on convenience.
Imagine setting rules for themselves.
Who needs a self-imposed rule, with all the rules already around?
Short answer: everybody.
Rules may be there for several reasons, even if not always positive or sincere reasons.
But we’re speaking of rules intended for ourselves. There’s no need to set rules unless necessary or wanted. If we set a rule, why?
Let’s try with an obvious example. If you touch a boiling pan, you burn yourself. Never touch a boiling pan bare handed. It’s already a rule. …
I occasionally look at LinkedIn job ads, but more for fun than serious. You can only laugh about them, most of the time, if you can afford it.
Someday I should do a ranking. For today, the one at hand is award-winning.
“Chief Technology Officer”
No less. In my area, in Italy.
I can be a good fit for it, depending on the industry.
I’m not much interested in getting a full-time job again, but you don’t dismiss a Chief Technology Officer soon. Let’s see.
“Here you will have the chance to direct all of our tech operations.“
During the lockdown, like many others, I took the occasion for some running around. I’m not a runner, and it shows. However, that was only one more reason to do it.
I’m terrible at endurance sports. Probably bad at endurance in life, so some exercise could only do me good.
And it did.
At first, after a few hundred meters, I always thought that I was going to die. I’m not out of shape. I do some rock climbing and workouts. But running burns my oxygen faster than my subscriptions burn my money.
My wife, on the contrary, is good…
I’ve been a fan of Evernote, for long years. Tags and offline notebooks were my inseparable friends.
Thousands of notes meticulously stored, available everywhere.
Not all was perfect, of course. I (together with a lot of other users) missed password protected notebooks, a decent search syntax, and a long list of other features, but, all in all, the application has been an irreplaceable tool.
At some point, maybe with a change in the management, I noticed that marketing took over tech. The brand grew stronger and stronger but the long-awaited features never arrived.
Two things happened, at that point.
News Break doesn’t seem for me, especially since I don’t live in the US. Still, I take a look from time to time.
Today, I read — appreciating — a post of one of my Medium friends.
I also read the comments, upvoted a couple, and…
…realized that I couldn’t upvote the story itself!
You can only share and comment.
But I can have a US Coronavirus update, for free, on the same page.
I’m missing the opportunity of my blogging life, I know. Luckily, they’d reject me anyway.
Vocal seems an option, at least for republishing from Medium.
The home page is a step in the right direction. Authors have their name and face on the story. The featured picture is not seen as a useless accessory. Clean graphics. Tidy layout. Navigation is reasonable.
Tipping is there.
Reading time is missing, but things can improve. Communities are limited and pop. I’ve serious concerns about them, but that’s me. And, again, things can improve. No personalized feed, no navigation in your profile, etc. But I’ve thick skin thanks to Medium.
No comments. Ah. …
Yes, it’s a listicle. But no numbers nor bullet points. You can tolerate that if you want.
Tags are one of the most powerful tools for visibility on Medium. They allow you to address and reach an audience, make the algorithm less merciless, build a web through your posts.
But spoiling the opportunity is easy.
Putting the sex tag in all of your stories won’t make you a sex symbol nor attract the right audience.
And for those who haven’t figured it out yet, food porn is not sex.
If they search for “sex, “ they’re hardly searching for your…
Let’s test the tagging system too. Inspired by Roz Warren and caught up in a transgression impulse that can only end up being banned, let’s try to exceed ten words in a tag. Not sure if I have the courage for more.
If challenging the limits of the Medium-verse results in this being the last post of this half-working profile, thanks to Roz and all. It’s been great. Xoxo
Oh. They remembered to put limits on tags. This article turns out to be useless. But not my last. Ah!