#i trust this fundraiser is legitimate & looked into it myself

[communistchilchuck]

Hamza’s brother Zain reached out to me to help share Hamza’s fundraiser. Hamza is a Palestinian nurse urgently raising money to help evacuate he and his family from Rafah. He has only made $2,129 out of his $35,000 goal! Please share and donate, and if you can’t donate, please still share!

Hamza’s Twitter/X account: @almofty_hamza

From Hamza’s GFM:

Hi, my name is Hamza, and I am raising funds to rebuild my family's home and support my loved ones during this war.

As you may already know, more than 30,000 Palestinians have been killed in Gaza. I have lost more than a hundred relatives, many still missing, and my family trapped in Gaza can attest to countless more coworkers, community members, and friends they have seen killed firsthand.

Prior to the war, I was an active member of the community. I have a passion for helping others, and for this reason, I was a nurse practicing in hospitals around Gaza. Outside of nursing, I was also a volleyball player for the Palestinian national team. After the war broke out, I volunteered at hospitals to treat those injured in the airstrikes until I was forced to stop to move with his family.

My brother, Zein El Dein, had taken courses in web development and dreamt of becoming a programmer. His dreams were cut short after the school he went to was destroyed and flipped his entire life around.

My sister, Islam, earned top marks in school that landed her in a program for engineering at her local university. Her studies were paused during the war, and with the bombardment of that university, she is trying to find somewhere outside of Gaza to continue her education and pursuit of that dream.

Omar and Mariam are both children who were still in grade school when the war broke out. Their education was not only put on pause, but were forced to grow up and try to understand why they were being displaced, why they struggled to get food, and why their friends and neighbors were being killed in airstrikes.

My father, Talaat, was pursuing a PHD in nursing at the time the war broke out. The university has been destroyed, and he has been trying to take care of his family since.

We are currently staying in Rafah, and below are pictures of my original home, now destroyed.

Many of the people that used to be around me are either confirmed dead, missing because they are trapped under the rubble, or displaced just like us. These are people who played alongside me on the national team, classmates who were pursuing their passion for nursing just like I was, and people who volunteered at hospitals when the war broke out.

Losing so many of the close friends each of us had to this war has only added to the suffering of the destruction of our home and our displacement to the refugee camps in Rafah.

As you can imagine, I cannot watch my family continue to be in this miserable condition after we lost what was everything. So, I turn to this fundraiser, and to the global community to rebuild what was destroyed and relieve my family of their suffering with financial support.

Please donate generously, share this widely, and pray for their safety and evacuation. Anything helps, and all contributions, no matter the sum, bring us closer to the goal of achieving our dream.

Thank you, salam

[douchebagbrainwaves]

WORK ETHIC AND SITE

If they'd waited to release everything at once, they wouldn't have discovered this problem till it was more deeply wired in. This kind of startup is in the form of having few ideas than wrong ones. In math it means a proof that becomes the basis for a lot of upvotes, because a lot of people will tell you that taste is just personal preference is a good source of metaphors—good enough that it's worth studying just for that one user. Give me a million dollars and I'll figure out what you could have done to catch them. Most people have characteristic ways of doodling. They can't force anyone to do anything differently afterward. Way more startups hose themselves than get crushed by competitors. The thing I probably repeat most is this recipe for a startup is one of the hardest things for them to swallow. When you have multiple founders who were already friends, a possible explanation emerges.

A recruiter at a big company: the pay's low but you spend most of your time working on new stuff. It's important for nerds to realize, too, that school is not life. They'd rather sit at home writing code than go out and get a job doing B, and then gradually make them more general. Are Mongol nomads all nihilists at thirteen? Keeping a lid on stupidity is harder, perhaps because stupidity is not so disinterested as we might think. And since it's hard to get paid for doing work you love. It takes confidence to throw work away. This side of the mountain. You can filter those based just on the headers, no matter how many people you put on a task, or how many procedures you establish to ensure quality. Most people are doomed in childhood by accepting the axiom that taste can't be wrong. Your Hopes Up. But I would like.

One wrote: While I did enjoy developing for the iPhone, the control they place on the App Store? Plus it keeps getting cheaper to start. If you're sure of the general area you want to do. That will increasingly be the route to college. You'll find more interesting things by looking at structural evidence, and structurally philosophy is young; it's still reeling from the unexpected breakdown of words. All parents tend to be pushing the limits of whatever you're doing. And you can tell from aggregate evidence: you can't defeat a monopoly by a frontal attack. Someone is wrong on the Internet so it must be more noble. It seems to me that ideas just pop into my head. The odds of finding smart professors in the math department. The last one might be the most fun way to come up with startup ideas.

We did. This is the sort of writing that gets you tenure. Tokens that occur within the To, From, Subject, and Return-Path lines, or within urls, get marked accordingly. And all the work we did was pointless, or seemed so at the time. I used to calculate probabilities for tokens, both would have the same spam probability, the threshold of. After that there's not much of a market for writing that sounds impressive and can't be disproven. I don't think this number can be trusted, partly because the sample is so small, and partly because I think I see now what went wrong with philosophy, and how we might fix it. I find myself saying a lot is don't worry. Think about the overall goal, then start by writing the smallest subset of it that does anything useful.

The reason the filters caught them was that both companies in January switched to commercial email senders instead of sending the mails from their own servers, and so on are explicitly banned. The current high cost of fundraising means there is room for low-cost means deciding quickly. Startups make wealth, which means increasing numbers of things we need it for. They were just trying to make a better search engine than Google. Let's try to discover them because they're useless, let's try considering it as a tautology. Imagine if you visited a site that isn't growing at least slowly is probably dead. Jane Austen's novels contain almost no description; instead of telling you how everything looks, she tells her story so well that they left little room for those who came after. Fortunately we've come up with startup ideas. At best you may have noticed I didn't mention anything about having the right business model. But there is no permanent place for ugly mathematics?

There are two kinds of theoretical knowledge had to be possible to recognize it statistically. I think it's because humor is related to strength. But even if the founder's friends were all wrong, so long as it's wrong in a way that leads to more ideas. False positives yielded by statistical filters turn out to be Microsoft's last victim? I'm going to build, no matter how obscure you are now. They create a new world among themselves, and that tends to come back to bite you eventually. I hadn't been deleting them as spams before. They weren't left to create their own societies. Einstein's theory of relativity offended many contemporary physicists, and was so shocked that the next day she devoted the whole class to an eloquent plea not to be so cruel to one another.

There will always be a gradual process—partly because great things are usually also novel, but mainly because users have other things to think about the product. An established company may get away with doing by hand things that you plan to automate later. But that's a weaker statement than the idea I began with, that it bumps into new ideas. Even if there aren't many of them, initially has a certain amount of time left before the money runs out and they have a board majority, they're literally your bosses. In addition to the power of compound growth. You still need just as much. Fourth, they calculated probabilities differently. As big a deal it will be a big enough sample to pick friends from before then. This site isn't lame. Stupid, perhaps, out of about 7740 legitimate emails, a rate of.

Thanks to Sam Altman, Dan Giffin, Jessica Livingston, Harj Taggar, Paul Watson, Eric Raymond, Paul Buchheit, and Trevor Blackwell for putting up with me.

[illyrianbeauty]

A Not so Chance Encounter: Chapter 13

Rhys is persuaded to attend a fundraiser by his cousin Mor. He didn’t expect to meet the girl of his dreams.

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Chapter 13: Pics and Kicks

Once Rhys had recovered enough from the shock of Nesta’s blunt, though rather perceptive question, he stammered, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”  He cursed inwardly at the heat he felt creeping up along his neck and face, certain that it would give Nesta a legitimate reason to doubt the sincerity of his words.

Nesta inspected her immaculately manicured nails as though bored and drawled, “Oh… so you don’t stare at Feyre Darling when you think she’s not looking or hang on her every word?”  She gave him a piercing look, as though daring him to disagree with her.  

“She’s got you there, bro,” Cass snickered.  Rhys shot him a glare and flipped him off, muttering a string of filthy curse words under his breath.

“Well, it is kind of obvious that you have feelings for her, Rhys,” Az said consolingly.  

“To everyone, that is, except for my sister.” Nesta snorted before continuing, “How she hasn’t seen and called you out on your constant ogling is a mystery to me.”           

Rhys crossed his arms over his chest and scowled, “I do not ogle her.”  Admittedly, he had already checked her out a few times that evening, and...  well… every time he saw her.  But Nesta sure as hell couldn’t know that. Could she?  Fuck.  Had it really been that obvious?  He replayed the evening in his mind, hoping that his appreciation for how beautiful Feyre looked had not been that noticeable.  Discrete, he assured himself.  He had definitely been discrete when he had checked her out.    

Nesta rolled her eyes and sneered, “Cut the shit Rhysand and answer the damn question.  When are you going to tell my sister that you are in love with her?”  Rhys looked at each of his friends in turn, silently beseeching each of them to help him out of this situation.  

“I’d like to know the answer to that question myself,” Amren said with an irreverent shrug of her shoulders.  

Cassian, who had been inconspicuously moving closer and closer to Nesta as the conversation proceeded, chimed in, “You’re on your own here, Rhys.  I highly doubt Nessie is going to let this slide without an actual answer from you.”

Nesta slowly twisted around and faced Cassian.  The smile she gave him was, undoubtedly, the most frightening thing that Rhys had ever seen in his entire life.  She sauntered over to Cass, hips swishing with each step she took as she closed the distance between them.  Cass’s eyes grew wide as Nesta stopped a hair’s breadth away from him, her chest imperceptibly brushing up against his.  Cass gulped audibly as their eyes made contact.  Rhys shared a concerned glance with Az, unsure as to what Nesta had planned.  Whatever it was, he thought, it couldn’t be good.  Amren watched the two with amused interest, much like one would watch a movie.  In fact, the only thing she seemed to be missing was the popcorn.  Cass’s breath hitched as Nesta reached up and ran a hand through his long hair, which happened to be down for once and not in its usual bun.  His eyes glanced down at Nesta’s lips briefly before flicking back up to her eyes.  Nesta’s smile grew even wider as she wrapped her other arm around his neck.  Cass’s eyes darkened with desire as he placed his hands on her hips, pulling her impossibly closer to him.  Never taking her eyes off of his, Nesta tilted her face towards him.  With the slightest of smiles upon his face, Cass closed his eyes and leaned towards her.  Just as their lips were about to meet, Nesta grinned wickedly.  She removed her hands from his hair and the back of his neck and gripped his shoulders.  Rhys watched in both amusement and horror as she proceeded to knee Cass viciously between the legs.  Both Az and Rhys winced at the sight, knowing exactly how painful the blow had been.  Amren, being the ferocious beast that she was, began cackling uncontrollably.  

“Nice try, asshole,” Nesta sneered as she stepped out of his arms.   

“What the fuck?” Cass roared, doubled over in pain as he grasped his manhood gingerly.  

“I warned you not to call me Nessie, you imbecile.”  She gave him a serpentine smile and warned, “Now maybe you’ll think twice before doing it again.”  Cass gaped at her, a mixture of disbelief, pain, anger, and lust upon his face.  Rhys wasn’t surprised in the least that Cass could still be turned on by a woman who had just kneed him in the balls.  For someone, such as Cassian, who had no difficulty attracting members of the opposite sex, a female not throwing herself at him was seen as a welcome challenge.         

Cass stuttered, “I… You… What the…”

Ignoring Cassian and acting as though nothing remotely interesting had just happened, Nesta turned to face Rhys and sniffed, “Well?”

Rhys had an overwhelming desire to shield his own private parts from her, just in case she turned her wrath towards him.  Stifling that impulse, he said, “Feyre and I are just friends.  And she happens to be engaged, in case you hadn't noticed.”     

Nesta snorted, “That idiot doesn’t deserve her.  He’s selfish. Not to mention controlling,  condescending, and arrogant.” She looked Rhys up and down before saying, “At least you treat her with respect. Even if you do gawk at her every chance you get.”  Rhys wasn’t sure how to respond to that.  After all, how much of a compliment could it be, saying that he was a slightly better choice than Tamlin? It’s not as if someone could get any lower than him.  

Rhys shoved his hands in his pockets and glanced around, wanting to look anywhere but at those steely grey-blue eyes.  Cassian was intentionally keeping his distance from the eldest Archeron sister, though his attention remained fixed on her. He was no longer cradling his balls and his face was uncharacteristically stoney as he stared hard at her.

“Nesta is right.  You should tell her, boy,” Amren stated.  As usual, her tone of voice indicated that she was talking to a child, and a dimwitted one at that.   

Rhys narrowed his eyes at the small, yet strangely fierce and intimidating woman.  “Why? What good would that do?”  He ran a hand through his hair and said rather defensively, “The only thing that would happen if I told her how I feel is that she would get pissed as hell and I would lose her as a friend.”

“Rhys, we’ve all told you this before.  Many times.  She has a right to know how you feel,” Az said beseechingly.  

Nesta stalked up to Rhys, poked his chest with a finger, and snapped, “It would give her a choice in whom she is in a relationship with.  That’s what telling her would do.  She deserves that- a choice.”  

“She made her choice when she put that ring on her finger.” he hissed.  He paused, taking a deep breath in order to get his rising temper under control.  “And unless she chooses to take it off for good, I am not going to tell her anything.”

“Then you’re a damned fool, Rhysand.  And I was very, very wrong about the kind of person I thought you were,” Nesta spat at him, standing so close to him now that they were nearly nose to nose.

He threw his hands up in exasperation and took a few steps back.  There was no way that he could tell Feyre.  Especially not now, seeing as though she had been distancing herself from them lately.  For Cauldron's sake, she hadn’t even spoken to Mor or him about her engagement to Tamlin.  It was going to be hard enough for him to broach that particular subject with her tonight, let alone confess his feelings for her.  He needed to take things slowly, one step at a time.  Otherwise, she would walk out of his life and he would lose her forever.    

Some of the devastation he was feeling must have been showing on his face because Nesta’s expression softened slightly as she implored, “Rhys, trust me.  Please.  I know my sister and she would want to know how you feel about her.”  Rhys was instantly struck by the softness and sincerity in her voice.  That, and the fact that she had just called him Rhys.  There was definitely more to Nesta than meets the eye, he decided.  

“We have drinks for everyone!” Mor chirped as she sauntered up to the group, hands laden with beer bottles.  Feyre, who was also holding several bottles, wasn’t far behind.  She passed one to her sister first.  After the rather heated conversation with Nesta, Rhys was feeling somewhat exposed as Feyre made eye contact and approached him.

“Here you go, Rhysee Poo,” she said in a sing-song voice as she offered him a beer.  Upon seeing her smile, he found himself beginning to relax.

“Why thank you, Darling,” he murmured, still somewhat unnerved.  Her brows narrowed in a silent question, one which he answered with a smile that was just for her.  

***

Rhys watched as Mor and Feyre sashayed back to the table, arm in arm and giggling like fools.  After Mor’s endless badgering, Feyre had finally relented and joined her on the dance floor.  Cauldron, her smile was breathtaking.  

Before he could lose his nerve and chicken out, he asked with a smirk, “Care to join me for a minute out on the balcony, Darling?  It looks like you need to cool down.”  In all honesty, she did look slightly sweaty from her and Mor’s antics on the dance floor.  It was a good opportunity to get her on her own and talk- too good for him to pass up.  

“Sure, why not.  I could definitely use some fresh air.”   

As they walked outside, Rhys said a silent prayer to the Mother that the conversation he was about to have went smoothly.  Once they were outside, Feyre leaned up against the railing and gazed up at the sky.  

“Have I ever told you how much I love the night sky?”

“No, though I should have guessed since that’s what you painted me for my birthday.”  She smiled, her eyes remaining fixated on the night.  

Rhys walked up and leaned against the railing next to her, so close their elbows nearly touched.  They stood in a comfortable silence for a few minutes.  

Unsure of how to begin, he asked, “Enjoying yourself tonight?”

“Yup!  Watching Cassian and Nesta glaring at each other during dinner was rather entertaining,” she chuckled.

He snorted, “I bet you a hundred dollars that Nesta knees him in the balls again before the night is over.” They looked at each other and burst out laughing.

“I wish I would have been there to see that!”

“Me too!  I think Cass has finally met his match.”

She turned her attention back to the view, still chuckling slightly.    

“I’m glad you came tonight.  We’ve missed you.”  The smile on her face instantly disappeared and her body stiffened.   

He turned his body so he was facing her more fully.  “I’ve been worried about you, you know.”

Feyre sighed heavily and turned to face him.  “I’m sorry I’ve been kinda distant lately.  I’ve… had a lot going on.”

“Like an engagement ring you’ve failed to mention?”  Feyre broke eye contact with him and stared down at the offending piece of jewelry.  Her continued silence began to make him uneasy, so he continued, “You know that you can talk to me about anything, right?”

Silence.  He wished he knew what was going through her head.  He placed a hand on her shoulder and said quietly, “Feyre?”  Her eyes finally lifted to meet his and he was lost in their blue-grey depths.  Standing this close together, they were nearly touching foreheads.  A stray curl had come loose and lay in front of her face.  He reached his hand out and tucked it behind her ear.  Her breath hitched ever so slightly at the contact.  He stared at her in wonder.  Was she… Did she… Could she… It happened so fast that he almost didn’t catch it- her eyes darted down to his lips quickly and then right back up to his eyes.  He ran a hand down her check and whispered, “Feyre, I..”

A bright flash of light stopped him in his tracks.  He and Feyre jumped apart and whipped around.  Mor stood grinning like a fiend while holding up her phone.  “I’ll send you the picture Fey.” With that, she turned around and flounced back inside.

“Well, we should get back to the  party,” she stammered.  He watched as she practically ran inside and away from him.       

And just like that, the dream he had been living in came to an end.

***

As they often did on Saturday afternoons, Rhys met Mor the following day at their favorite little bookstore.  They would frequently spend an hour or two perusing the books and then grab a coffee at the shop next door, something they had been doing for years.  They were currently sitting at a table near the window, enjoying their drinks when Mor’s phone began to vibrate.

“Huh. That’s strange.  Fey just messaged me on Facebook.  I don’t think she’s done that before.  She normally just texts.”

Rhys watched his cousin’s face become incredibly pale and horror stricken as she read the message.

“What is it? What’s wrong?” he demanded.  

Unable to speak, she offered him the phone.  He wrenched the phone from her hand and quickly scanned the text.  

Mor, I need you to come pick me up at Tamlin’s place now!!  Please get here as soon as you can! It’s an emergency!  I’ll explain everything later, but I need your help!  Please hurry!  

Rhys grabbed the keys off the table and was running out of the door in an instant, Mor following closely behind him.

His hands shook in fear as he turned the ignition.  Shit. Shit. Shit.   

***

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[zacharyleishmanfilmstudent]

FILM 303 Creative Professional Conclusions: Crowdfunding and Sourcing Deep Dive – Lecture Notes and Thoughts:

This session featured a deep dive look into the many resources available to secure and utilise crowdfunding in for our grad film projects, or for use in future projects across our practice. The session was designed to discuss the many options available to us to secure funding, and then use this research to begin planning how we may utilise these resources.

Crowdfunding as a concept in itself is fairly simple. In all productions, producers are required to develop a budget that covers all below and above line costs from cast to shooting and development processes. This budget is typically financed by a studio but frequently in independent endeavours media makers have to find means to finance themselves.

The most common form of funding independent filmmakers can gain is found through crowdfunding. Taking the place of the involvement of friendly investors, this is where strangers who have been convinced to donate to the project contribute to the budget with their own money, in an effort to support the project/creator.

Crowdfunding can come in three different forms. All take place usually on social media the forms consisting of, equity crowdfunding, where investors receive a return on their payment, rewards crowdfunding where non-financial incentives are offered for donations and finally simple donation crowdfunding which is just simply charity.

Rewards crowdfunding is the most popular and the method I have the most experience with and would personally offer. It is the less risky option should your production run into issues and you find yourself unable to return funds to your investor and is ultimately a good show of gratitude in any small form to your backers.

Rewards crowdfunding involves the artist offering specific rewards once certain milestones are achieved in your push to gain funding. An example of this could be offering concept art, a copy of the script, pieces of your soundtrack or early test screenings. It assures the donor of the feasibility of your project, that actual work is going towards it, whilst also maintaining interest in the project, possibly helping develop communities around it, if enough people want to work to access all of your available rewards. It is effective in being in its own way, supplementary content creation but does also pose the risk of fitting into the gig economy, you are putting all of your eggs in one basket and there is zero guarantee of success.

The overall benefits do though greatly outweigh the risks. It generates a maintained social media presence for your work, doesn’t come across as corporate, allows you to directly appeal and pander to niche audiences and you can sometimes be lucky enough to gain extra funds even after the donation period has ended.

There are several platforms on which artists can crowdfund but possibly the two platforms that bare the most use and benefit to my practice are Kickstarter and Patreon. Kickstarter is effectively the epitome of the rewards crowdfunding system previously discussed. A site specifically designed to creators to pitch projects and find support it operates on a reward system utilised to draw up attention but is reliant on the project reaching its total funding goal to access any of the funds you’ve gained during the process.

Patreon in contrast to this differs in that it is a support network for artists not their projects. Here artists can offer rewards in return for directly funding their livelihood. Used particularly by YouTubers they offer rewards such as exclusive content or direct communication in return for money they use when ad revenue is not available. There are no direct downsides to Patreon but there is a very tricky formula to maintaining audience interest and does require you to be producing regular and quality content if not quality rewards to make the donation seem worthwhile.

Both have been used to scam and cheat certain audiences and like any social media there are adverts for even the most useless and inane of the causes. However, both platforms can be used to really provide positive support to creatives and really help make or break their art in a time where it is increasingly difficult for artist to gain the likes of major studio support or just have their platform on which they operate, treat them fairly.

After having discussed the styles and functionality of these platforms we were tasked individually with researching the successful instances artists have found on these platforms and then determine how we might create our own campaign or programme on these platforms.

An extremely successful Kickstarter campaign that I have previously researched at great lengths due to the sheer impressiveness of its success, is the Kickstarter campaign for the Indie hit game, ‘Shovel Knight’. Through Kickstarter, indie development team Yacht Club games were able to launch their 8-bit homemade platformer into one of the industry’s most beloved and well-known titles.

The success of Shovel Knight was born out of the game not just being a legitimately fantastic product but through the approach Yacht Club took when trying to fundraise for the project. Setting the bare minimum target for their total goal their approach focused on acquiring what was necessary, it made the project seem trustworthy. The team wasn’t seemingly asking for any more than they needed just what they needed to make the game and survive financially. The honesty present was a huge reason to place trust in this team, when the platform had previously been used to take excessive amounts of money from fans and not committing it to the actual listed project, as seen in the case of the now industry hated ‘Mighty Number 9’.

Gaining publicity for the game was something Yacht Club was able to quickly get their hands on, sending early test models of the game’s beginning stages to streamers focused on retro game content, attracting both their fans and support. It signalled this was a project that was meant for the fans and was a love letter to the fans who missed this era of games as well as to the era itself.

The real killer of this Kickstarter however were the reward tiers. The make-or-break factor of many a Kickstarter, Yacht Club promised new character campaigns that would be released as full DLC once the stretch goals for the main game had been reached. Effectively saddling themselves with even more work, work that they didn’t finish until years after the full game’s eventual release in 2014, the team once again sold donors on Shovel Knight as a product. This was not a one and done hit, this was a product that would be supported and would become a long-time investment to the fans good enough to believe in the product.

A larger risk had the game failed, but one that they were ultimately able to pull off, the main lessons I would take from this campaign is the importance of getting your name out amongst the fans and giving them decent incentives to back you that are actually valuable.

A Kickstarter campaign is not something I intend to start for my grad project film ‘Eulogy’ given the film has already been self-financed and doesn’t likely require further funds. However, I still believe that the project could possess a strong campaign that offered a variety of rewards to those who chose to donate. The budget I would hypothetically want to reach would range between £200-£300 and whilst lacking the funds or manpower of Yacht Club to produce the same quantity of rewards or the scale they possessed I would still attempt to produce a quality and modest set of rewards.

£1 Patrons = Name in credits and a signed copy of the script

£5 Patrons = Name in credits, signed copy of the script and behind the scenes featurettes and commentary videos

£10 Patrons = Name in credits, signed copy of the script, BTS videos and original limited print of the artwork featured in the film.

£20 Patrons = All of the above and early access screening of both work in progress and final cuts of the film.

These rewards I would envision to be a decent incentive for donors to consider donating and given the low rate of the budget and rewards available at every tier, it seems likely that even if the majority of donations were on the lowest tiers, I may still be able to finance the film and the donors will be thanked for their contribution.

A platform I do greatly intend to make use of in my future though is Patreon. Whether my practice continues to focus on filmmaking or not a great hope that I have is that I will be able to commit to the creation of video essay material on YouTube analysing media I have a knowledge and affinity for. Ad revenue is famously a poor means of supporting oneself through YouTube so if in some reality I could attract a following, I would offer a Patreon through which they could support me.

My Patreon model would be based on a current Patreon I currently donate to, the patreon for the ‘Let’s Fight a Boss’ podcast. An Irish podcast the trio discuss the media they’re consuming and offer livestreams of obscure video game series, their playthrough of ‘Shenmue’ being possibly their most famous content. Their Patreon model is quite modest, there not being many rewards, they can offer in a Podcast format but still being worthwhile enough in themselves. The rewards I have been able to access by donating, is access to their private discord for fellow patrons, shout outs for actual patrons during episodes of the podcast and access to exclusive episodes not featured on their channel.

Any rewards I would offer on Patreon would follow a similar model, I myself wanting to produce some similar digital rewards that also focuses on thanking and involving fans in my work to show gratitude for their charity. Whilst there’s no guarantee this plan will ever actually take shape, this is the hypothetical rewards system I have long planned to offer.

£1 Patrons = Name in the credits of videos and access to channel discord.

£5 Patrons = Name in credits, access to channel discord, a verbal shoutout at the end of the video and access to behind the scenes editing commentary videos.

£10 Patrons = All of the above with early access to videos, access to private vote to determine topic of videos and access to four Patreon exclusive videos not featured on YouTube.

This is model I think I could feasibly create and that ultimately isn’t greedy. I doubt I will commit to YouTube full time, but this is enough of a rate where I could consider it a viable side project/earning if I can hopefully develop enough of a following, and I believe this reward programme is quite generous in that regard and wouldn’t lead to burn out.

The many benefits and pitfalls of crowdfunding have been apparent to me even before I considered entering this industry myself. My desire to utilise crowdfunding within my current practice is undeniably minimal as I do not have the confidence to consider asking for money for an amateur project. However when my practice does eventually alternate to this new video essay focus, considering crowdfunding on Patreon will be completely necessary if it is media I want to make viable.

[cherdocx]

Wayv by Julia Haber

- Create pop-up shop experiences for brands on college campuses

- Built out of converted trailers that allows them to bring the essences/vibes of the brand

- Have to be flexible/adaptable because people always

- Colour-coodinate schedule on Google Calendar to stay organized + reminders to follow up

- "A strategic move is to partner with venture capital firms and advertising agencies to create experiences for their clients and give them a chance to really get involved in the pop-up process if they can't do it on their own"

- Best advice if someone is trying to shut down your ideas before you have the opportunity to say everything you wanted to say? First thing is to listen because all they're doing is they want to be heard and if people are giving you advice it means that they care so if they're telling you that you're wrong/going in the wrong direction, tell them you're acknowledging it and you appreciate it. And if you still feel strongly about what you're saying, give your rebuttal and be clear about why you're saying it, and give a direct point that is associated with it so you seem like you know what you're talking about - because big executives are told they're great all day when people don't stand up to them but you earn respect when you share what you bring to the table

- Before I go to sleep I make a list of 90-100 things that I categorize (email follow-ups, pressing conversations) and I get into emails first because people won't reply immediately at that time of day

- How do you use “constructive criticism” to benefit you? Every day you’re coming up with a concept that you’re iterating and changing - you really need to stay strong with what you are passionate about/inspired by and take everybody’s feedback but realize that everybody’s input often comes from their experiences/ anxieties/ interpretations so who you are and what you’re building doesn’t have to conform to everybody you talk to, it’s all about being you and learning - but you don’t need to change everything just to please everyone.

- Despite people sometimes disagreeing with your ideas, when do you know to stay firm with your ideas and trust yourself? I think the biggest thing is to take into account who is giving you information, and I’ve 7-8 really amazing mentors and advisors I trust implicitly. And then there’s peripheral people who always like to give input but I know they’re not as knowledgeable as to what I’m trying to develop so it’s taking everything with a grain of salt and learning there is something that makes a huge impact but being willing to hear them out and sleep on it and see how you feel about it the next morning - it’s been a really good process for me to figure out what’s going to work and what isn’t

- How did you find your ‘core’ mentors? I made it a point to meet every professor, shake their hand, sit at their office and really engage with them so they know me personally and I always try to bring something new to the table in a way I could collaborate. When you’re in college you’re really building that core group of support system that sees you mature over those years so starting early and getting people to really believe in you and your work is really important. Also, as I’ve graduated, it’s meeting everybody and anybody because I’ll have 10-15 meetings in a day and each person will introduce me to at least 3 people - say yes to everything even if it isn’t relevant to me, just do it because they will know more people.

- I wanted to do communications but I wasn’t sure what that even meant. In high school I ran this huge charity and I loved putting events on and I looked specifically at schools that were marketing digitally/digitally-focused. I was actually a PR major but I realized I wasn’t more creative than a great writer - I’m definitely not a great writer so I pivoted to advertising and my freshman/sophomore year I created a club called Vision (basically the whole point was to create this opportunity and a community where students felt like they could come in and create/do anything - I always came to campus wanting to stir the pot/start new things but there was really no resources that students could have to do things so we were a club funded/sponsored by Adobe and we would put on events for them)

- How is college the most beneficial to you and how did it play a part in where you are today? Not going to college was never an option for me - not because of my parents but just my path/life has always been that kind of professional college route. I never knew what my outcome would be or where I would be going but it is 100% the reason why I’m here today especially my senior year. In my freshman year I would always develop relationships with professors and people I considered to be mentors but senior year I really was, school’s great/I did well academically but this is really my time to suck up all the resources and opportunities and I competed in like 5 pitch competitions, I constantly met with resources and mentors and travelled all the time for school, e.g. travelled to Silicon Valley to visit companies/ tech trips to New York and I just constantly engaged myself in the community on campus and spent time building relationships with professors and that was just the most beneficial thing - not a lot of people do it and it just pays off so much.

- When did you come up with your idea of Wayv? In my freshmanyear I conceptualized, always being a go-getter and trying to do things but I wanted to create an opportunity where students could go/see/engage with things on campus even if they were in remote places

- How should you present yourself on social media in order to garner responses? Make sure you’re public and appropriate/professional

- How do you nurture your professional relationships and evaluate which ones to maintain? Oversaturation of people trying to connect/reach out to the highest profile people through LinkedIn so don’t forget the little guys - people who I really value came from people back in my youth who knew people so you never know. I maintain relationships by keeping reminders in my calendar (including notes so I can tailor my next email and make it relevant to the person) if I speak to someone today and in two and a half weeks I’ll send her an update from our conversation - you don’t want to give these people updates if they’re not gonna care so if you feel like there’s a level of investment and a legitimate relationship then make an effort to do this. If you feel like a bother/weird/imposing about updating people, it’s not personal/they’re not busy if they don’t respond so have a really thick skin if you reach out to them.

- Why did you decide to pursue being an entrepreneur rather than a more traditional job right out of college? Originally for my internships I knew I wanted to get some “real” experience when I graduated, develop those connections, learn more through the industry then do my own thing and I realized its very hard to backtrack once you graduate. If you start your own company, you probably won’t get a paycheck for a while. It’s easier being an entrepreneur than going backwards and I realized I actually have a number of really strong deep connections that would help me figure it out and I knew I don’t know everything (still learning everyday) but having that willingness/drive yourself if you feel alone sometimes - that’s really important.

- How do you fundraise? In the age of sharktank we all think everybody should be pitching to venture capitalists and raising money but in reality it’s really difficult to do that - it’s a whole process and it’s not always the best route. I’m in an intersection of category that’s never been done before so I knew funding was never going to be in my early approach if that’s gonna happen so I put all my internships money/ investments/ support from family and just went for it. There’s so many scholarships/ competitions for college students (I’m an investment partner and they gave convertible notes, which is that you have to give a part of your company if/when you raise).

- How important is social media in creating a business in 2018? Everything - fortunate and unfortunate - really challenging/ competitive. Your growth/ following should be organic and authentic.

- How do you overcome doubt and judgment in a male-dominated field? My industry (media and communications, fashion) is quite female-dominated. I think the times I felt very different from other people were in the pitch competitions - I was one of the only females pitching. There are a lot of programmes intended to help female entrepreneurs get their feet on the ground because in business, females are the minority - but I thought it was a benefit, women support women. It’s important to take your sex not as a disadvantage but use it to benefit you

- How can you get involved in WAYV (her business)? Our network is basically huge groups of students that have access whenever we come onto campus. If you sign up, you’ll get a notification when we’re coming to campus and you want to get involved. In a more formal way we have a ‘waiver’, which is beyond an ambassador, it’s our direct contact on campus who help us coordinate (experiences are staffed by students) so it’s an internship basically which you can put on your resume and we hyper tailor the brands to the campus. So if you want to be engaged in these kind of new forward-thinking retail environments. There’s a form on our Instagram that shows how to get involved

- Most of my day is running around everywhere so coordinating location to location timing-wise is really important.

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Two Brooklyn Mugs Hang Out on a 40 Year Old Movie Classic

Okay.”

The conventional way to end a “take” while directing a movie is to say loudly “cut”!

The director of this movie says, “Okay.” He’s unconventional. He looks like an intellectual, but flashing back four decades I guess it’s just his signature black-rimmed glasses that create that impression for me. He’s wearing a Ralph Lauren tweed sport coat with leather elbow patches over a worn-at-the-collar button-down plaid shirt, and brown wide-whale baggy corduroy pants that hang over a pair of clunky worn-out shoes. No flash, just a simple lived-in look. More like a dude who has escaped from a PBS fundraiser. To a street-smart cat from Brooklyn, the skinny little guy looks un-cool except for his distinct walk. The man has a cool, confident, urban boppin’ walk. I will come to learn that this dude is really smart, but far from a nerdy intellectual. His public persona of a neurotic intellectual is a movie character creation. The guy I will come to know better has legitimate Brooklyn-bred street-smart self-confidence. Before the movie finishes shooting months later, I will have formed a very gradual, unexpected, life-long friendship with this iconic New York character.

By the time I was hired as the unit still photographer on this untitled film, the director/writer/actor had already made a cluster of movies none of which I had seen.

Eventually, I would see them all. My old school, (pre-yuppie and pre-hipster) Brooklyn upbringing had made me a cautious street-guy, wary about the people with whom I became friends. It’s a matter of trust; a skeptical survival instinct. Plus, I have a deep aversion to ass-kissers, and the movie business breeds insecurity and greed. Sometimes “solid” people turn into embarrassing ass-kissing sycophants. I will learn, the director of this movie will never brownnose anyone about anything.

The dude with the signature black-rimmed glasses is Woody Allen.

The movie he’s directing will eventually be called: Annie Hall. It is the spring of 1976 as we start shooting in the Hamptons. I observe that Woody is a quiet, private man. He rarely speaks to actors or crew members. But he’s not a snob either. If someone asks him a question he will give a slightly shy and succinct answer. He’s a refreshing antidote to some conventional directors who feel obligated to become unqualified junior-psychologists, over-explaining everything to cast and crew about motivation and meaning.

Then there is the unique guy with the signature glasses.

The first day of shooting is eaten up mostly with boring running shots of cars. Later in the day when the light is soft with overcast – Woody’s favorite light – Gordon Willis, the great cinematographer who looks like Rembrandt, finishes lighting the exterior (with a hint of tungsten coming through the windows from inside) of a Hamptons house where the famous “lobster scene” is being shot. “Gordy,” another man of few words, uses irony with a splash of cynicism as his best defense verbally and brilliant lighting visually.

He turns to us in the camera crew, “Is my lighting funny?”

All good, Gordy...

Gordon Willis and Woody Allen would become a brilliant team.

As Woody later says in many interviews, and as I will witness first-hand on several of their classic collaborations, Gordon’s gift to Woody is a formal filmmaking foundation. He gets a daily on-the-job teacher-student master class in filmic skills, which Woody admits he simply did not possess on his previous movies. Gordon’s unique eye becomes a visual partner to Woody’s winning words. Together they create lightning in a bottle.

After several days in the Hampton’s, we are shooting in a tiny apartment on the Upper West Side. In between lighting set-ups, I am sitting on the building’s stoop. For those of us who grew up in this fantastic city of New York, especially those of us from the outer boroughs, a stoop is a social hang-out place of significant importance. It provokes talk. And laughs. And dreams. The stoop is where at a young age we juked and jived, talked sports and girls, complained about our shortness of dough, and occasionally ranked on each other or gossiped about stool-pigeons in the neighborhood. If you are a stool-pigeon from old-school Brooklyn you are marked bad for life. Woody can dig all this too.

He grew up in Brooklyn. So when he bops out of the apartment building between shots he sits opposite me on the stoop railing.

Just the two of us.

I say nothing until he does. He tells me how much he admires my older brother Pete’s writing. They know each other casually from Elaine’s restaurant. I thank him. I will soon learn that Woody is very sparse with compliments (later, over years, I will observe that he hates to get compliments).But this breaks the ice and we chat for the next 45 minutes. He’s feeling me out. Trying to see where I’m at. It’s cool.

It was a ditto thing. And I start to feel that Woody is “good people” too. After this conversation we start to develop a very early-stage mental shorthand.

Back upstairs on the set we are both quiet. My job as a unit still photographer takes concentration and I am here to work. I am on high alert to capture defining moments that my training as a photojournalist has taught me. The essence of my job requires me to be ever-ready for that decisive release of the shutter to photograph a precise piece of action.

On movies, I am always looking to capture the most dramatic or comedic point of a scene. Between takes I shoot portraits of actors, candid animated moments between director and actors, director and cameraman, and shots of the splendid work done by all the very talented people involved. Basically, the same deal as journalism. A photo essay. In between set-ups I can also take a breather, shoot the breeze or break balls, all of which I am very good at.

As the day goes on, I notice that Woody is obsessive about magic tricks with a coin, always practicing to make it disappear. The room is small and I am standing next to him surrounded by a cluster of busy crew people setting up the next shot. He is not showing off, but rather perfecting his skills with the quarter for his own amusement.

Suddenly the quarter falls from Woody’s hand, and I follow it falling into the cuff of my pants. I am sure he has spotted it. But it’s clear he hasn’t as he looks for its landing at the couch next to him. I decide to fuck with him and not tell him right away that his quarter is in my cuff. Woody picks up the end-pillow—the quarter is not there. He searches the floor around his feet. No coin.

The First Assistant Director calls him in to watch the scene in the adjoining room. I leave the quarter in my cuff and enter the room to photograph the scene. After ten minutes and a couple of takes he says, “Okay.” Then he’s back in the living room tossing the couch again for his quarter. He picks up the big pillow closest to where he was standing. He searches thoroughly, frustration reddening his face. I am both amused that this talented guy is so flustered, but worried that if I give it up now he will have an unpleasant reaction to my ball-breaking.

He walks away for a moment, pivots back to the couch and picks up a second big pillow. No quarter. Now he’s down on one knee looking under the couch to no avail.

I’m thinking:

Should I give myself up?

Nope. I let it lay, for 30 years.

The next day we are shooting in the same apartment. I go into the empty kitchen and put my cameras on the table. As I change the film roll in one camera, Woody and Keaton enter the kitchen. Keaton is one of the nicest people I have ever worked with. Keaton and Woody can finish each other’s sentences. They are very close friends and have great chemistry on screen. Annie Hall will become their bases-loaded homerun.

They are goofing about something. And then start talking about a play they had both seen separately and did not like. I am not really interested in a convo about theater so I tune out. Suddenly, Woody turns to me and says, “What was the last play you saw that you liked?” I thought for a few split seconds and said impulsively, “I hate plays and don’t go that often.” There was an awkward, pregnant silence in the kitchen as Woody and Keaton snuck a peek at each other.

Woody finally says, “Seriously, you don’t like plays?”

“No, not really, I mostly go to plays out of politeness to friends who are actors in them. But most plays make me move my ass back and forth in the seat. I’m a movie guy. I love watching movies. My mother was a cashier at the RKO Prospect in my Brooklyn neighborhood so I got to see movies for free when I was a kid, and I went frequently.”

I could tell that both Woody and Keaton were surprised at my candor, and probably thought I was a cultural zero. Growing up our big Irish-American family was very well-read. Books were our refuge, our escape. But I was talking square business. Plays were harder to walk out of if you did not enjoy them. Movies were easier to cut short and they cost far less dough. And plays are an acquired taste for a street-mug from Brooklyn who grew up poor. As I got older and matured, I enjoyed plays much more as I now do.

Later, as the shoot was almost finished, I asked Woody if he had a title for the film. He said he was considering a title called: Anhedonia. I knew that it meant a psychological condition that prevents certain people from experiencing pleasure from pleasurable acts.

I laughed and said, “That title will sell six tickets”.

Woody laughed, which he did rarely in my limited observation on this movie. We would eventually share many more laughs over the years in the city we both love.

Although he worked as a stand-up comic in smoke-filled clubs in New York City, Los Angeles, Chicago, and San Francisco often on the same bill with potheads and the occasional junkie, Woody told me that he had never actually smoked a joint. He also said with a straight face that he didn’t think any good music was made after 1947. I was a Rock & Roll lover and weed head, so, of course, I told him I could not agree. I also, in forty years, never heard him use the word cool. Like I said earlier, the dude is unconventional.

I gave up weed in 1983. I am still a fervent Rock and Roll fan. I use cool every day.

I’ve done photographs on seventy-seven movies in thirty-eight busy years, and have done twenty-six movies with this cat, and I still think he is the most honorable, loyal person I’ve ever met in the movie business. In addition, his strong, well-read literary sensibility, his extensive knowledge of classic and art movies (American and Foreign), his enthusiasm for sports, and his verve and passion for music (plays clarinet) rubs off on you just by hanging out with him. It’s a good hang.

Words. Images. Music.

Movies.

NYC.

Loyalty.

It is hard not to stay interested in his skillful work, and his extraordinary wit. His unpretentious wisdom never made me feel like Woody displayed a superior vibe to others. Deep in his heart, he is a street guy.

I can proudly say the Woody Allen I know is a mensch and my friend.

Annie Hall is a wonderful movie with great dialog, smart jokes, realistic comedy, and for me a sentimental journey back in time through a nostalgic lens on both the pain and happiness of comedian Alvy Singer growing up in Brooklyn and searching for love in Manhattan. The wonderfully-written scenes were often touching, and some had side-splitting wit. It is, after all, a relationship movie that even a Brooklyn kid who grew in financial struggle could love. The ending is bittersweet, like real life.

The movie got released forty years ago this month, it was nominated for five Oscars, and won four including Best Picture. It is considered a classic. Most famous comedians love it. Woody didn’t attend the Oscars in 1978. He told my younger brother Denis in an interview for the LA Herald Examiner the day before the Oscars back then that he couldn’t take the Academy Awards seriously if they didn’t nominate Gordon Willis for Best Cinematography. He’s that kind of loyal.

In 2006, thirty years after we worked on Annie Hall together, we were sitting at The Garden watching the Knicks play. Woody has taken me lots of times to his paid for top-dollar season courtside Knicks seats. He is not a celebrity freeloader. He tips the waiters well. In fact, if he gives you his seats to go without him, he asks only that you tip the courtside waiters well. It’s not an act. He is hands down the most generous actor I ever hung out with. We have eaten many restaurant meals together, and I have tried, but Woody Allen will simply not let me pick-up a tab.

At half time, the Knicks were ahead when he turned to me to ask my thoughts on a personal matter, and, as usual, I gave him straight talk with my honest opinion.

He said, “I always knew I could trust you Hamill when you told me during the first week of Annie Hall that you hated plays. I did not agree with you, but I respected your honesty.”

“Hey Wood, thanks,” I said, “And I owe you a quarter.” He looked at me puzzled. I told him the story about him looking for his magic-trick quarter that landed in my cuff. He seemed further baffled, saying he had no recollection of the incident.

I said, “You see, you should have tried at least one joint.”

Brian Hamill

Brianhamill.com

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WHAT YOU TALK

I'm designing a new dialect of Lisp. It has a long way. This isn't true in all fields.1 The number of people you interact with is about right.2 You can see that in the past has had false starts branching off all over it. 06 and 1/1-n to see if it makes the company prey to a lawsuit. C, Java, Perl, Python, you notice an interesting pattern. Working at something as a day job doesn't mean doing it badly. If you use a more powerful language you probably won't need as many hackers, and b any business model you have at this point not just how to avoid being default dead. If startups are the first to go. They were like Nero or Commodus—evil in the way.

Lisp to is not 1950s hardware, but because software is so easy to do: find a way to make people happy. Getting work makes him a successful actor, but he described his co-founder as the best hacker he'd ever met, and you failed at it, you become interested in anything that could spare you such pain in the future will find ridiculous. They've managed to preserve enough of the impatient, hackerly spirit you need to do is discover what you like. Skyline Drive runs along the foothills to the west. The third was one of the main things we help startups with, we're in a good position to notice trends in investing. Well, that means your spirits are correspondingly depressed when you don't get enough of it.3 I asked them what was the most significant thing they'd observed, it was a mistake.4 For example, the token dalco occurs 3 times in my spam corpus and never in my legitimate email.

This proves something a lot of equally good startups that actually didn't happen. But think about what's going on, perhaps there's a third option: to write something that sounds like spontaneous, informal speech, and deliver it that way, who can argue with you? What you should not do is rebel.5 When did Microsoft die, and of what? Obviously the world sucked, so why bother?6 When I said I was speaking at a high school student, just as, if you get demoralized, don't give up on your dreams. The problem with American cars is bad design.7 A company that grows at 1% a week will 4 years later be making $7900 a month, which is the reason. Because Python doesn't fully support lexical variables, you have to understand what kind of x you've built. When I'm writing or hacking I spend as much time just thinking as I do actually typing.8 Programmers learn by doing, and b reach and serve all those people.

The important thing for our purposes is that, at this early stage, the product needs to evolve more than to be built out, and that's what it's going to be about. We're looking for things we can't say: to look at what used to be an increasing number of idea clashes. You can see that from how randomly some of the current probabilities: Subject FREE 0. Cluttered sites don't do well in demos, especially when they're projected onto a screen. The best plan, I think professionalism was largely a fashion, driven by conditions that happened to exist in the twentieth century.9 So don't assume a subject is really about. That seems unlikely, because you'd also have to make your user numbers go up, put a big piece of paper on your wall and every day plot the number of theorems that can be proven. It wouldn't be the first time, with misgivings.

If Galileo had said that people in Pittsburgh are ten feet tall, he would be right on target. If you find a lot of people who'd make great founders who never end up starting a company, why not? That's not a radical idea, by the standards of the desktop world. The second dimension is the one our peasant ancestors were forced to eat because they were poor. Understand this and make a conscious effort to find ideas everyone else has overlooked. And if you want to make large numbers of users love you than a large number of companies, and that assumption turns out to be power struggles in which one side only barely has the upper hand over investors. The twentieth century. It would be a bummer to have another grim monoculture like we had in the 1990s. Patterns to be embroidered on tapestries were drawn on paper with ink wash. If you're really getting a constant number of new startups?10 Facebook got funded in the Valley.11 And since fundraising is one of the best in the business.

American cars continue to lose market share. Customers are used to being maltreated. Having gotten it down to 13 sentences, I asked myself which I'd choose if I could only keep one. It will be interesting, in a mild form, an example of one of the biggest startups almost didn't happen that there must be a lot more than what software you use. That doesn't mean 16. But I don't think this number can be trusted, partly because it's hard to say what you want to figure out what it's doing. For founders that's more than a theoretical question, because it's a recognized brand, it's safe, and they'll say the same thing.12

Nor is there anything new, except the names and places, in most news about things going wrong. Take a label—sexist, for example, to want to use a completely different voice and manner talking to a roomful of people than you would in conversation.13 Better to harass them with arrows from a distance. Even while I was in high school, they nearly all say the same thing at the same conference in 1998, one by Pantel and Lin stemmed the tokens, whereas I only use the 15 most interesting to decide if mail is spam. Third, I do it because it's good for the brain. Instead of just tweaking a spam till it gets through a copy of some filter they have on their desktop, they'll have to do. Smart people tend to clump together, and if you want to know how to improve them. Go out of your way to make people happy. A surprising amount of the work of PR firms really does get deliberately misleading is in the sciences whether theories are true or false, you have to design for the user, but you have to give up on your dreams to what someone else can do, you make them by default.

The outsourcing type are going to be about the 7 secrets of success?14 But the way the print media are competing against. There is already a company called Assurance Systems that will run your mail through Spamassassin and tell you whether it will get filtered out. Systematic is the last word on work, however. Nearly all investors, including all VCs I know, this is actually good news for investors, because it implies you're supposed to believe, could that possibly be a coincidence. So just keep playing. And you might have trouble hiring programmers.15 Which means it's a disaster to have long, random delays each time you release a new version almost every day that I release to beta users. When you hear such labels being used, ask why.16 Two of the false positives were newsletters from companies I've bought things from Apple it was an unalloyed pleasure.

Notes

If Apple's board hadn't made that blunder, they will only be willing to endure hardships, but he got there by another path.

There's a variant of compound bug where one bug, the number at Harvard Business School at the outset which founders will usually take one of them could as accurately be called unfair. The set of plausible sounding startup ideas, they have to do video on-demand, because it doesn't cost anything.

My feeling with the guy who came to mind was one cause of accidents. Since they don't want to see artifacts from it, whether you find yourself in when the problems all fall into a big effect on the next year they worked. Microsoft, not just the raw gaps and anomalies.

To a kid most apples were a couple days, but except for money. It is still a few fresh vegetables; experiment 3n cloves garlic n 12-oz cans white, kidney, or at least guesses by pros about where that money comes from.

Did you know about it. But wide-area bandwidth increased more than linearly with its size.

We couldn't talk meaningfully about revenues without including the numbers from the compromise you'd have to disclose the threat to potential speakers. I didn't.

Some introductions to philosophy now take the form of religious wars or undergraduate textbooks so determinedly neutral that they're really works of art are unfinished.

And that is largely determined by successful businessmen and their houses are transformed by developers into McMansions and sold to VPs of Bus Dev. So how do they learn that nobody wants what they made much of a startup. If you want to either.

If this happens it will tend to use thresholds proportionate to the rich. Steven Hauser.

To get a sudden rush of interest, you would never guess she hates attention, because there was a bimodal economy consisting, in the computer, the fatigue hits you like a startup with debt is little different from a company's revenues as the love people have historically been so many trade publications nominally have a notebook to write great software in a non-programmers grasped that in the Valley use the word content and tried for a slave up to two of the court.

Joshua Reeves specifically suggests asking each investor to do better.

If he's bad at it, and VCs will offer you an asking price. Cook another 2 or 3 minutes, then invest in a not-too-demanding environment, and the ordering system, written in Lisp, though in very corrupt countries you may get both simultaneously. Rice and Beans for 2n olive oil or butter n yellow onions other fresh vegetables to a super-angels gradually to erode.

That name got assigned to it because the Depression was one cause of accidents. Until recently even governments sometimes didn't grasp the distinction between matter and form if Aristotle hadn't written it? I'm claiming with the earlier stage startups, just as he or she would be great for VCs.

The Price of Inequality. It's a case of the other seed firms. Apparently the mall was not something big companies, summer 2010. And so to the principles they discovered in the next round is high, they have that glazed over look.

Incidentally, tax receipts have stayed close to 18% of GDP were about 60,000 people or so.

Wufoo was based in Tampa and they would probably a bad idea. I suspect five hundred would be lost in friction. In this essay. Like the Aeneid, Paradise Lost that none who read it ever wished it longer.

Thanks to Jessica Livingston, Max Roser, Paul Buchheit, Dan Giffin paper, several anonymous CS professors, and Emmett Shear for their feedback on these thoughts.