Have you ever tried taking your hands off the handlebars while riding your bike? Scary, innit? The bars start wobbling all over the place, and images of the front wheel suddenly becoming perpendicular to the rest of the bike–followed immediately by you making like the payload of a catapult–start flashing through your mind in great big neon lights. A couple of years ago I resolved to learn this skill for myself.| Tegowerk
I don’t know if this is a new trend or if I’m just noticing it now, but more and more the popular wisdom seems to be that you shouldn’t monetize your hobby. That if you do, it turns it into a job, a hustle1; that it sucks all the fun out of it. Putting aside for now the fact that some people might want to turn their hobby into a job, monetizing a hobby seems to me to have some pretty big advantages for the rest of us, too:| Tegowerk
Serendipity the first When I was fifteen, I scored badly on my high-school placement exam. Not terribly bad, but just enough so that I didn’t make the cut-off point for the specific high-school that I wanted to go to. My mom (who had been a teacher for decades at that point) pulled some strings, and the high-school added an extra spot to one of the classes, a few months after the school year had already started1.| Tegowerk