Built end-to-end projects with AI copilots doing most of the keyboard work. The singularity didn't arrive, but deployment velocity definitely did.

Rebuilt the notorious team slack bot in short order using Claude with the OpenAI Agents SDK and Anthropic Client SDK, then pushed it back into active duty.

Migrated entire site to Astro. Modern DX achieved. Component islands everywhere.

Started using ChatGPT for troubleshooting. Rubber duck debugging evolved to AI debugging.

Published personal knowledge base. Now everyone can see my organized chaos.

Drove F150 manual without stalling. Growth from 2010 Mazdaspeed3 trauma complete.

Conquered concrete jungle. Won unofficial rat-spotting competition. Subway navigation mastered.

Led family through Paris metro system without getting lost (much). Croissant consumption maxed.

Walked palace grounds until feet hurt. Gold leaf appreciation intensified.

Crossed under English Channel by train. London pubs thoroughly researched.

Set up Ollama to run llama2:13b on M2 Max. Computer fan became jet engine.

Landed role using Go professionally. Imposter syndrome at maximum. Actually knew stuff though.

Started 100 Days of Code with Go. Wrestled with goroutines. Lost to interfaces. Persisted anyway.

Showed up at work only to realize cat had peed on dress shirt. First few months on job. Emergency mall run discovered Banana Republic prices are ungodly for a polo. Kohl's saved the day for $30.

Hosted family gathering. Filmed everything. Turkey was dry but memories were perfect.

Dove into Studio One and digital audio. Spent hours tweaking EQ nobody else could hear.

Started obsessing over light, composition, and that perfect golden hour shot. Camera gear collection initiated.

Drywalled a column in church build out, known as Sheldon's Column until it was demo'd years later. Better at painting than drywall. Legacy: temporary.

Led worship singing, playing guitar, using feet with reverse pedal on cajon, tambourine and shaker, and running slides from iPad simultaneously with teammate. Maximum chaos coordination achieved.

Explored Natural Bridge Caverns on family trip. Stalactites admired, claustrophobia tested, geology appreciated.

Optimized queries that made DBAs weep with joy. Learned to think in JOINs and dream in indexes.

Passed on the ancient tradition of entertaining young son with "painting" fence... using water and a paintbrush. Tom Sawyer approved.

Car camped in Sam Houston with Jacoby and son. S'mores consumed, hammock time maximized, breakfast sausages perfectly charred.

Took family photos of Kiwi family, gaining international photographer credit. New Zealand probably talks about these photos still.

Enjoyed family travel to Santa Fe, ate delicious southwestern cuisine. Green chile everything. Taste buds expanded.

Learned about tire tread safety after emulating Tokyo Drift on Santa Fe mountain roads. Multiple times. Survival instinct kicked in eventually.

Did first and last foray into night star photography, overlaying 30 shots to create starscape. Equipment requirements exceeded enthusiasm.

Snowboarded in Santa Fe mountains. Vertical drop conquered. Pride intact.

Visited The Harrell House Bug Museum. Watched son jump due to very hungry monitor lizard hitting glass. Educational trauma achieved.

Taught son balance bike skills to prepare for single track adventures. Future mountain biker in training.

Celebrated anniversary camping in Sam Houston Park. Remote primitive camping interrupted by cop with lights - apparently escaped convict on the loose! 🤣 Romance level: adventurous.

Custom dyed disc golf discs as creative project. Artistic expression meets flying plastic. Some turned out amazing, others... abstract.

Obsessively automated with PowerShell. If it could be scripted, it was. If it couldn't, made it anyway. GUI? What GUI?

Became expert hammock user with best friend Jacoby. Maximum relaxation achieved. Tree selection skills legendary.

Enthusiastically disc golfed and hit many, many trees. Course landscaping tested thoroughly. Discs sacrificed to forest gods.

Was adopted by Abby, the lurking ninja cat. Always there, but never seen. Stealth level: maximum.

Bought a Mazdaspeed3 without knowing manual. Learned on the highway home. Peak anxiety achieved.

Traveled the country writing off big chunks of loans. California, Florida, DC, LA, Atlanta conquered. Hotel points maximized.

Electric and acoustic guitar became an obsession. Neighbors learned patience.

Sold car, became 1-car family. Commuted 10,000+ miles on Ninja 250 as sole vehicle. Got soaked plenty, Frog Toggs became best friend.

Rode the Metal Bull at Corpus Watergarden, demonstrating bravery to fiancée Sarah. Pride intact, dignity questionable.