Finally went to the dentist after years of avoidance. Got a second opinion from an AI. Reconnected with a friend I hadn’t seen in four years. Climbed a virtual mountain to cope with the stress. Normal week.

Read a stunning short story (Julia) about an artificial mind at the end of humanity — dense, beautiful, unforgettable. Also: a Moltbook follow-up, new Vision Pro experiences, and finally catching up on Apple TV’s Tehran after 6 years.

AI agents are cosplaying sentience on Moltbook and I’m starting to worry, America’s ‘moral discovery’ phase, mackerel as the methadone of canned fish, and discovering New Sincerity via dubstep ponies.

Designed a sardine tee, used Gemini to improve my already great product copy, and kept my promise not to buy records (J Dilla’s in my Amazon cart though).

Accidentally bought too many detective mystery games, why Nintendo gets the Wrapped trend right, and the physical album release I blame for everything.

Only 1 vinyl purchase (in your face, AI), intentionality beats friction, fading the new Instax mini Evo Cinema camera, and blaming Dilla for my rhythm game failures.

Inherited 20+ records including a signed Ralph McTell with problematic inscription, visited local shops and bought five more, definitely ‘stopping now’ (narrator: he won’t). Plus, the best albums of 2025.

Got a turntable for Christmas (financial ruin incoming), a year-end reflection with Claude’s help, a new playlist, and Steve Jobs made me cry on a plane.

Observations from China with lots of B&W “film” photos. Featuring culture shock for breakfast, ghost towns, and nonsensical brand names.

A new sardine addiction, Craig Mod’s walking journals, Bugonia‘s great song choice, Norah Jones’s podcast, and A Charlie Brown Christmas on repeat.

LUX has got me learning Spanish, the racist toothpaste half the world hasn’t heard of, and a big week for hip-hop.

Bangkok Sushiro verdict is in (plus an even better spot). Also: Predator: Badlands with an immersive challenge thrown in, Rosamund Pike’s accent mastery, and ROSALÍA’s astounding LUX.

Vertigo struck again (pray for my upcoming flight). Also: solo dining booths are cozy actually, Anbernic’s DS clone disappoints, and Apple TV’s Pluribus raises the bar insanely high.

Doctor visits for me and my iPad (turns out it ages better than I do). Also: spectacular sodium consumption, impulse-buying MagSafe accessories, and how the Vision Pro beats IMAX for watching Avatar.

Week 43.25: My first vertigo episode (turns out lots of people quietly deal with this), vibe-coding Claude apps, watching Twitch with my MIL (while praying no anime figures appear), and Apple’s plan to make you buy all the things.

RIP D’Angelo, “I, Robot” as a prescient guide to AI safety, why we can’t talk honestly about suicide, and throwing museum tantrums like a child.

Got the health all-clear, watched crypto implode, saw Tron in all its neon glory, and figured out what Amazon Prime Day is really doing to us.

Week 40.25: Health checks, couples therapy with Nintendo, blind boxes, extinct media, and a few good books.

Dyson betrayed me. Puzzle Quest returned. Shake Shack nearly killed me. Rewatched Cloud Atlas and cringed. A week of breakdowns, fixes, and mixed feelings.

New sounds (AirPods Pro 3), new sights (iPhone 17 Pro Max), old ghosts (Ghost in the Shell), future visions (SG60), and a little Bertolucci in between.

Week 37.25: iPhone week delivered one of Apple’s best lineups in years. Thoughts on the Air vs Pro pivot, family stories, and Singapore Design Week is back. Pro Max in Silver, btw.

Week 36.25: Switched telcos, finished Cloud Atlas, revisited Ryan Adams’ Heartbreaker, invented a podcast from the apocalypse, and Apple Music’s “Classic Hip-Hop” station reminded me: we’re the classics now.

We lost a grand aunt at the close of last week, and attended her funeral and cremation on Tuesday. It got me thinking about qing ming, which is a day in early April (I had to look this up) where Chinese families traditionally visit their ancestors’ graves and do some neatening up. I have vague memories of being dragged along to do this as a kid, and even being allowed by my parents to skip school for it.

Week 34.25: Looking back to see what’s changed. From fish and chips, to Cloud Atlas, the Explore POV app, and my mixtape series.

I had some ice cream at last, but no beers yet. Maybe I’ll stretch this sobriety a little longer. Alcohol is, after all, just a poison worth doing socially but not so much alone. But man, this illness. Being sick for three consecutive weeks was not on my bingo card for the year. I should say illnesses, because we saw a doctor early in the week and she said (and these are the words every INTJ raised on WebMD loves to hear), “