Why Everyone Suddenly Wants to ‘Touch Grass’ (And Why I’m Still Inside)
By Ken Hollow, Professional Indoorsman & Existential Botanophobe There’s a phrase echoing through the cursed halls of the internet lately: “Go touch grass.” It used…
Every tech question you've been too embarrassed to ask, answered in plain English.
By Ken Hollow, Professional Indoorsman & Existential Botanophobe There’s a phrase echoing through the cursed halls of the internet lately: “Go touch grass.” It used…
By Ken Hollow, aspiring lifestyle blogger, accidental disaster tourist. It all started with a tweet. “Quit your job, move to Bali, work from your laptop,…
By Ken Hollow, professional ghost on LinkedIn and full-time internet burnout. Every morning I wake up, open my eyes, and immediately remember that I exist…
By Ken Hollow, professional fox spirit babysitter, and part-time parasocial wreck. There was a moment last week when I realized something was… off. I had…
By Ken Hollow, your favorite digital disaster turned full-time blog exorcist. There was a time when blogging felt like the internet’s quaint little hobby. Write…
By Ken Hollow, who definitely has a brand. (It’s chaos.) There comes a time in every burnt-out marketer’s life when someone says the fateful words:…
By Ken Hollow, still haunted by his last Pomodoro timer. Look, I’m not saying I’m the worst at productivity. I’m just saying that if procrastination…
By Ken Hollow, perpetually vibrating human meat modem It happened again this morning. I was minding my own business—just sipping my bitter little coffee from…
By Ken Hollow, definitely not crying in a broom closet again There comes a time in every digital manager’s life when you stare into the…
By Ken Hollow, professional fox spirit handler, part-time therapist, full-time financial victim Let me paint you a picture. I wake up. It’s 6 a.m. The…