Charlie Harrington

We made another short film last year.

We've got a new blog over at Folio and I've used it as an opportunity to write somewhat of a love letter to hypertext and the World Wide Web.

It's been six years since the last Hotdog Johnny & the Shady Oaks show.

A few weeks ago I participated in this explainer video for the UCSF Cancer Survivorship program and it's out now: I think the video does a nice job of explaining the primary mechanism for my ongoing interactions with UCSF over the last few years (I mean,…

I am not slop.

My 3-year-old daughter Tavie and I made a time-travel movie for the inaugural Belvedere Home-Made Film Festival.

Smuggler.

I've loved and lost websites.

The latest of my "sixth grade class trip" adventures found me (and some co-workers) at SLAC - the Stanford Linear Accelerator Center.

Straight from the Nand Cave and also somewhere else in a cave or maybe outer space comes The CS Primer Show.

The Wayback Machine is a treasure.

In the spirit of Brick Experiment Channel's post about their YouTube channel's earnings, I thought I'd share some stats about last year's short story writing project Fahrenheit 52.

I wrote a short story every week in 2022.

Riddle in the dark What was too early for NFTs, too vertical to be a Samsung Frame TV competitor, kickstarted to life by gifs, and acquired to death by Giphy?

Careful readers of this site may recall that I'm the first person in the history of the world to play guitar and sing a song in the back of a self-driving car (TODO: insert "prove me wrong" meme here).

A recent Daring Fireball post about the (super cool) Playdate handheld gaming system mentioned Gopher, which I'd never heard of before!

Sometimes magical thinking works out just fine.

I have some items burning a hole on my to-do list, so instead I made my reading list queryable via SQL.

I just finished reading The Order of Time by Carlo Rovelli last night.

I love a good challenge.

Last night I got to ride in my first driverless Cruise car (adorably named Cheddar) and I brought along my guitar.

You either die a hero or start a podcast.

Better This Christmas I always wanted to write a Christmas song, so here you go (performed live at The Day After Thanksgiving Ping-Pong Tournament Party): BETTER THIS CHRISTMAS By Charlie Harrington* So mad at myself That elf on the shelf Oh, if he only k…

As a recent subscriber to Stripe's Increment magazine, I was bummed to learn that "the final quarterly issue of Increment [was] published in November 2021."

Since having a child, I've been on a nostalgia Mega Drive.

I'm typing this post on my iPhone in the Obsidian iOS app using a Logitech K380 Bluetooth keyboard and I feel like a 90s computer hacker.

Earlier today, I texted some friends that I regret using Gatsby for this blog.

I've been doing a lot of research into the history of computers1 for my forthcoming Middle Grade novel about robots (as of March 2021, I'm linking to a largely blank page here, which I assure you will one day be filled with the multitude of books I'm going

Nobody likes an addendum.

I recently watched Pixar's SOUL and I loved its depiction of being in the zone: This is a beautiful, astrally-projected depiction of Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi's flow concept.

Somedays I remember that I have a loop pedal.

Or, What RSS Gets Right Abraham Lincoln once said, "The medium is the message.

Two weeks ago I woke up at 5 AM on the dot and had this entire creepy dream in my head.

The giant robot looks like a WED Treadwell, my favorite robot of all the Star Wars droids.

Maybe you caught this week's HN post that Studio Ghibli dropped 400 images into the public domain.

Beware of scissors The other day I lopped off a sizeable chunk of my thumbprint while making a robot.

Create wonderful things, be good, have fun This is the credo of Klutz Press, the most important book publisher of my childhood.

We recently borrowed our friends' car, because they're awesome.

That Monday morning in February began like any other Monday: I opened my phone immediately upon waking up, browsed Twitter, checked Instagram, and ignored my email, all from bed, making no pretense of daily gratitude journaling.

Mindstorms by Seymour Papert is a book written in 1980 about how children can learn with computers - and learn to fall in love with learning along the way.

That's right, it's a post about writing advice.

Many, many days ago, when humans could still roam the Earth for non-essential activities, our little crew visited Nike Missile Site SF-88L as another destination in our sixth grade class-trip whistle-stop tour of nerdy places in the Bay Area.

My friend Oz Nova and I started a podcast last year called Escaping Web.

Prior to the shelter-in-place quarantine, my friend Jason and I had been going on what I like to call "sixth grade classtrips" to various nerdy sites of interest in the Bay Area.

When I first got to Red Bank Catholic High School, I’d hear some manner of the following all the time: “Your dad is the best” “Your dad is so scary” “Your dad is the MAN” I’d nod along, because often these comments were from some of the more notorious cha…

If this is the future, why are you the same?

Newport, Rhode Island A film photo I took with my friend Kristen's old camera.

I opened up Logic on a whim tonight and found the beginnings of this song, just sitting there, from a previous flight or some other bored evening.

For the last eight years or so, I've been carrying around an Arduino (not literally on my person, but, you know, amongst my treasures), waiting for just the right time to start tinkering with it.

I'm currently reading a fantastic novel where the protaganist - who is in her teens and lives in a sort-of convent for sightseers in the middle of a glacier - is asked by the elders to choose a role for part-time work.