Axel Valdez

People posting AI slop to the internet is annoying, but not as much as people complaining non-stop about AI.

This past weekend I took a hiking trip to the mountains in the neighboring state of Chihuahua.

I stopped writing for a while, since my road trip to Arizona last month, and my mind has been wandering too much.

I saw Nirvanna the Band the Show the Movie two nights ago, and it blew my mind.

The worst possible thing I can do when I'm having a bad AuDHD day is start organizing my office, and that's the main thing I'm inclined to do, probably to somehow reclaim a bit of control.

When Andrés, my oldest son, was 9, we were watching a video about Logo, the programming language.

Smartphones have made traveling immeasurably easier.

A couple of weeks ago I read The Last Quiet Thing by Terry Godier, and it made me very conscious of what my devices were asking from me.

A life organized around a to-do list takes the joy out of living.

I experience a sense of grief every time a great TV series ends.

It was ten, maybe eleven years ago.

In the last week I've found myself in two situations where I had to explain that despite all the crap I've been through, I wouldn't change a thing.

I've always been a hoarder.

We'll, I've been thinking a lot about photos, as you might have noticed.

When I came back to blogging after years of being in and out of it, I did so mostly because I wanted to leave social media behind.

Something that has proven beneficial for me, as an adult with ADHD, is to isolate activities.

This past Saturday I was fighting the comments embed on this site, trying to adjust it for some changes and make it look like it belonged with the rest of what I have going on here.

I've been thinking a lot about publishing photos for myself and my close circle, and in a second iteration of memories.

A couple of nights ago, I was about to post a song on The Headphonist, my music journal, when I decided the design I'd put up a couple of months ago wasn't doing it for me anymore.

Back in 2019, before the world ended, I was trying to learn JavaScript.

Taste dictates what music you listen to, your favorite food, your drink of choice, your clothing style, the books you read, the TV series you follow, the movies you watch — and rewatch.

A few days ago I stumbled upon this blog post by Matizeta where he talks about "the alive internet" and shares several ways to bring humanity back to the web.

For years I've been having a love-hate relationship with Instagram.

I've seen three blog posts about this in my feeds today, and it's notable that so far everybody avoids openly sharing that they blog.

I miss email as a personal communication tool.

This is a note from my journal that works as a constant reminder of being kind, something that's very important on my current journey.

In its simplest form, journaling is keeping a record of our thoughts, emotions, and reactions to our circumstances.

For years I’ve tried to have a digital-only note system, but it’s difficult.

This blog is built on 11ty, and I use Decap CMS to update it (editing code directly gets old reeeeal quick).

I’m a huge nerd for notes.

I've been vibe coding again, but this time I took a different approach.

I never did drugs in my youth because I was too afraid, but I always had this curiosity of how it would feel to be high.

I love headphones.

I removed Instagram from my phone two weeks ago.

Desde muy pequeño he estado asustado con la idea de la muerte en general, la de mis seres queridos, y especialmente la idea de la mía propia.

— Hi, I’m Mateo Pérez — Hello, I’m Axel Valdez.

With time, our memories start jumbling up, tangling, getting fuzzy.

I’ve been thinking a lot about emotional management, particularly after a challenging year of depression and anxiety.

Musk has made it really easy not to go back to Twitter.

With each day that passes, I increasingly remember the pandemic with a positive twist.

Today is the last day of my 30 days without social media.

There is this quote from drummer Keith Moon I heard from Ira Glass and deeply resonated with me: I am the best Keith Moon-style drummer in the world.

I used to believe that social media kept me connected to the people I love, like, and enjoy, but I now realize that this couldn't be further from the truth.

After six and a half weeks in lockdown, I’m not anxious anymore.

When we moved into the house where my family and I live, it occurred to me that it would be super cool and educational to have a solar system model in the ceiling of my kid’s room.

I constantly find myself looking for free PSD mockups to present work, usually for small things like stickers, mugs, or posters.

Before photography was invented, people could only see that in front of their eyes.