In late October, I flew to Milan for four days to attend First Ascent USA. It is an all-expenses-paid retreat organized by Bending Spoons, an Italian tech company that acquires and operates produc...

A quiet dispatch from the high, drafty rafters of Barton Hall on a Wednesday afternoon in late September. Barton Hall is an odd, cavernous place. Built in 1917 as a military drill hall for Cornell...

Let’s get one thing straight: I came to Cornell to become a better programmer. Not to make friends. Not to “find myself.” Not to join a salsa dancing club. (Spoiler: I did all of those things any...

Let’s get one thing straight: I didn’t move to Bellevue, Washington to “find myself” or “embrace the Pacific Northwest lifestyle.” I moved there to secure a return offer. With maximum efficiency. ...

Let’s get one thing straight: I was supposed to be a finance bro. Not a programmer. Not an engineer. Not someone wrestling with assembly code at 2 AM, questioning his life choices. You know those...

Look, every coding blog in the history of the internet starts with some variation of “Hello World.” I’d love to tell you I’m different and revolutionary, but let’s be honest — I’m not above the cla...