source/target

I looked nervously down the path. The woman was nearly close enough for me to ask my question. Her dog was by her side; a blur of gray fur with a red bandana draped loosely at the neck. Should I ask her? She'd probably think I'm hitting on her? Or at leas

Life is an unending, interminable, unrepentant, flow of dependencies. To do this, I have to do that. I can't start something until I've completed something else. When you think about a process or task, how does it appear in your brain? You'll often have a

"I'm sorry, Tom Hanks says you have dead eyes. We're going in a different direction." It had been a whirlwind week for Conor Ratliff. He'd flown across the country for one final meeting with the Director of a new HBO show, Band of Brothers. This was unusu

100,000 years ago, early humans were using a blend of red iron oxide, charcoal and bone marrow as a form of paint. Around 40,000 years later an improved mixture of materials such as sap, blood and berry juice was used on cave walls for creative depictions

Graphs Last week I took a long weekend to go surfing in beautiful Tofino. It's still winter so there's no way to avoid a thick wetsuit, hood and gloves. It's been a few years since I last tried it and while I'm only marginally better than I remember, ther

Graphs One small but inconvenient pandemic shift is that I've found it to be much harder to leave the house without forgetting something. I'm not leaving the house as much, so it's a novelty to do the usual wallet / phone / keys check. I stepped out to ru

Hello and welcome to my new subscribers! It's been a while so just a quick intro to start: this is source/target, an occasional newsletter on network thinking. There's an unsubscribe link at the bottom but I hope you'll stick around. This week's edition i

Nodes This time last week I was halfway through a six hour, round-trip hike to an alpine lake. My partner had taken the week off and we'd climbed high enough to have hit some light snow about an hour ago. Our phones had been without signal for two hours,

knock knock A muffled voice behind the door: Hello? There are some shuffling noises before the heavy wooden door creaks open. Inside stands an old woman whose blank expression wrinkles into mild recognition. Teacher: Oh! Hello my dear. It's Christian, rig

Graphs I used to work with someone who would take weeks off work to do nothing but watch the Olympics. Summer or winter he would close the blinds, order takeout and multi-screen his way through a slew of sporting excellence. He was predictable like that.