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I can never remember the syntax for find. And when I do remember it, it tends to be something stupid like find . -name package.json. Thing is, I used to have this exact problem with grep where I would tell it to grep -i -r 'foo' * and then my wrists would look at me sorrowfully like “what did we ever do to you, why are you giving us RSI” and I’d hate myself.

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I absent-mindedly leave my headphones at work about once a month. My immediate reaction is always “asdfghjkl no no please god no this will be the bus ride from hell” but it usually turns out to be a surprisingly thoughtful 30 minutes instead. Or a nice long nap. Today was a no-headphones day and, as further insult to injury, I ended up on the dreaded Teenage Express on my way home from work.

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It’s time to stop what we’re doing for a second and talk about automatic updates! Unsurprisingly, I have Opinions.

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Confession time: I’m partly powered by smugness. I’m not even sure that’s a bad thing. The thought struck me the other day as I was pouring coffee from my battered, decade-old Thermos:

I’m a pretty awesome person for not buying a new one, aren’t I?

I’m old enough to know what buying a new Thermos would entail. It’d throw me into that old familiar cycle of obsessive research, giddy purchase, and New Object Energy that quickly gives way to “the thing I pour coffee into.”

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We all know a bunch of good stuff happens when you delete social media apps from your phone. What we didn’t know is that a bunch of bad stuff happens, too! I went there so you don’t have to.

The detox, as commonly practiced

It feels like everyone’s been on a social-media detox these days! To join this fellowship of modern ascetics, disable all notifications. Then maybe turn your phone monochrome. Then hide your apps so you need to consciously use the search bar to find them. The final step is uninstalling, telling the world, feeling smug for a while, and after a month or two you’re ready to go back to the inadvertent Marshmallow Experiment we’ve somehow all come to inhabit. You’ll be left with a newfound respect for your meatspace relationships and interactions, or so the usual story goes.

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