Thoughts on Friendship 


Many of my high school years were spent wishing I had male friends I admired. I had a friend I had good chemistry with and who I had a good time with, but never anyone I saw as inspiringly high quality. I liked my friends, but it always felt like something was missing.

I want to be friends with people who establish deeply held philosophies and stick to them. I want people who think every day about what they do and why they do it. I want people who act according to their thinking. 

I want to be friends with people I respect—people who do things that make me notice the quality of their character. I want to be friends with people who respect me and who see the quality of my character.

I want people who expect nothing of anyone but themselves, and who are therefore considerate and respectful to everyone. 

I want people who are rationally selfish, and who as a result treat me as well as they treat themselves. I want people who do only what brings them pleasure and who avoid what brings them suffering. I want people who selfishly use our friendship for their own happiness.

I don’t want to be friends with people who live unconsciously. I don’t want people who are terrified of analyzing their own thoughts and actions. I don’t want people who, when I look at them after a year, are exactly the same as they were one year earlier. 

I don’t want cowards. 

I don’t want to be friends with people who treat other people with disdain or disrespect. I don’t want people whose primary goal is to make other people feel respected. 

I don’t want people who make me roll my eyes at their actions. I don’t want to be friends with people I see as mediocre. I don’t want people who do things that conflict with my values. I don’t want people who do things that conflict with their values. 

I don’t want friends who behave like beasts. I don’t want people who refuse to tame their destructive whims. 

I want friends who can confidently assert their right to exist. Friendship is a mutual transaction where both parties benefit equally, and if I’m engaging in a transaction that ultimately harms me, I want nothing to do with it. 

Don’t Shampoo


I like my hair. It’s thick, looks nice to me styled or messy, and doesn’t get oily. It’s often assumed I use expensive products in my hair. I don’t. I use nothing but water and that’s why my hair is the way it is.

I believe shampoo is almost universally bad for human hair. The basis for this belief is the observation of what happened to my own hair when I stopped using shampoo and discussions with others about their similar experience. In every case, hair quality improved when shampoo was cut.

Your hair probably gets oily within a short time after your last shower. Observe what happens to your hair when you wash it with shampoo. It’s probably extremely dry compared to the way it was before.

You might think this is a good thing but it’s why your hair gets so oily. Shampoo strips the oils from your hair and your hair overproduces oil in retaliation.

If you wash your hair thoroughly with a comb and water, you achieve the same cleanliness, but you exit the shower with fuller-feeling hair that won’t get over-oily.

Don’t believe me? Use your power of observation and put it to the test. Wash your hair thoroughly with nothing but water and a comb or brush for one week, and come to your own conclusion.

The Nice Thing About a Slow Computer


I’ve needed a laptop upgrade for a while now. Rendering out long videos can take a long time—sometimes thirty minutes. Usually it’s a pain but there is a benefit. 

During that thirty minutes there is nothing else I can do to work on that specific video. I have complete personal permission to do anything else I want. I can use that time to email a client, organize files, write a blog post, grab a snack, or simply reward myself  with some rest for three solid hours of focused editing. 

I’ve noticed a lot of little inconveniences that can be harnessed for personal gain. If you miss a flight, you can read or get some work done at the airport. If the internet’s down, you can take a break from screens. If you get stuck in traffic, you can absorb a good podcast. 

The inconvenience might be a real concern but I always look for a way to use that extra time. There’s almost always something. 

I Love What I Create


I love the things I make so much. I get immense satisfaction when I complete a video and the visuals are perfectly timed with the audio, and the video is just so damn catchy. 

I’ve watched some of my videos dozens of times in a row thinking “Wow, this is f*cking awesome!” I’m obsessed with the end product of my efforts. I get this feeling like no other feeling when I click play and everything lines up in perfect synchronicity. 

It’s still hard work but once I get to making a video, I can work for 16 hours without any boredom or fatigue. The satisfaction I get from it is unreal. 

Whatever you do, try to feel this way about it. Love what you do so much that you’d enthusaically look at the product of your labor and say “Damn! That’s awesome!” Try to find something that makes you feel like a kid on Christmas. You might still procrastinate at times but when you get down to it, you’ll remember why you started in the first place.

Just Ship It


It’s 11:44 PM. I woke up this morning with the goal of publishing a blog post by the end of the day. I forgot about it entirely until right now. 

I’m going to spend the rest of the time writing a blog post that might be unorganized and incoherent, but that’ll actually be a part of the point I try to make with this post. 

There’s a certain mentality. “Ship it.” It means that when you have a goal, its always better to do something than nothing, even if the something will be mediocre. A crappy website is better than no website. Starting a business without researching everything is better than researching everything and never starting a business. A last-minute post is better than  failing my goal. 

I want to create a habit of succeeding at things, of doing what I set out to do. For the sake of embodying this ultimate habit, it is almost always better to ship something when I set out to create, no matter how last-minute.

It’s 11:56. Time to click publish.