Lazy architect with an unhinged desire to build everything from scratch.
1st principles ✨
ent era ~ 12/15
solo era ~ 0/100
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hi frens, nakamas, and homies 👋🏼
i'm jakk my locals call me aj; wizard in training, known for my perma-beard.
🚧minor rebrand moment as i start rolling out my solo builder blog + developer resources. gotta serve the algo gods that hate when you take up more than one lane.
i'll still be giving snarky hot takes and sharing my creative work at my legacy @jakkvega
~ my more focused soloprenuer+developer takes will land here with you
can we catch up late game and build something great?
let's find out 🏴☠️
~J7K
☀️Story time: a couple of hours ago, I got locked out of my vintage car at a Costco parking lot.
Before rushing to return my cart like a good son, I mindlessly tossed my millennial murse into the passenger seat and slammed the door.
The universe, deciding to be extra spicy today, locked that door behind me.
OK, I'm paying attention.
Either it wants to make sure my recovery protocols are green or teach me a lesson.
> I've been through this one before, I know exactly how to run this fire drill.
Gripping through my pockets all I had was an iphone and an ounce of practiced dread
> great now I have to actually ask for help.
My mental checklist:
- uber home and find my backup key
- can I even get into my house?
- call insurance to send a locksmith
- will I be roasting for 45min?
- shake all the door handles
- bang on the glass in protest
Then I noticed the mobile key maker guys and quickly thought:
> maybe these guys have locksmith tools?
after shooting that idea down I opened uber ~ 10 minutes away
> fine lets get something moving
time ticking slowly by, watching the driver do senseless loopty loops as I'm roasting in an early morning blaze
> this is hella dumb.
grandmas glaring at me like I'm trying to break into my own car so I jiggle the handles and bang on the glass even harder.
> fuck this.
reminded myself that "the more options I explore the more luck I'll have"
~ translation: try the key guys
walked over, made my pitch.
> so funny story, I literally just got locked out of my car right now. do you guys have like a jimmy or something?
homie sitting up on his phone jumps up:
> oh hell yeah I have just the thing!
> my wife gets locked out all the time.
~ returns from his truck with a long pink wire
I cancelled uber. accepted the stupid $5 fee after already waiting for 7 out of 10 minutes.
somehow the guy full of energy to just be of damn help was much more valuable to me.
~ back at the car we're realizing the wire is too thick and too short to reach the unlock button.
> what if we used the hook end to pull the lock back?
< YEAH!
we take turns trying to shimmy the too-thick wire through the seam in the door. more people giving us awkward glares.
we're both gasping as it's finally getting into place. on edge like it's the final inning in the playoffs.
> oooooooh!
> almost!
~ take a breather.
> okay you try to force it in my hands are greasy
By now, we're both roasting and sweating under a sun a little too high for 10am.
This random chill AF guy is deeply vested in getting my door opened, and I catch myself increasingly forgetting about the scratches on my paint just to see this resolve.
~ finally the hook is positioned just perfectly to pull it back, and we both take turns fighting sweat to get a little more leverage until finally
> CLICK <
we both looked at each other and cheered loudly
> FUCK YEAH!!!
high fives turned into high tens, and 'bro we did it hugs'
gushing in my appreciation, I found myself looking for ways to thank him.
> you work here at Costco or you with the key dudes?
< nah, I'm here with key dudes
I pop open my trunk, realizing I have a cold 12 pack of cold press green juice ~ best I got.
> you want one of these man?
< hell yeah.
> take two.
Universe made this happen today at the cost of $5 wasted to uber, a suntan I didn't ask for, and a scratched up door, but gave me the kind of life experience you can only get by making different choices.
I think there are a handful of lessons the universe wanted to teach me today.
If you read this far, tell me...
what do you think those are? 🤔
@leerob writing is so insanely personal that you mostly don't want to play a quantity game here on that note, the best play ive found for quantity is giving it a corpus of work that distills your voice + word choice to generate derivatives from but not for creating primary work