Gina and I just returned from four nights in Amsterdam — our first visit — and the city defied nearly every expectation we arrived with. Coming from Barcelona, the visual shift was jarring. Amsterdam runs in browns, grays, and beiges. Monochromatic in a way Barcelona never is. Then the weather piled on: mostly cloudy, cold,…

(Co-authored with the AI in question, who has no shame) A confession: I asked Claude to help me write this post about Claude. Claude agreed immediately, which either proves remarkable self-awareness or a troubling lack of self-preservation instinct. We’re going with self-awareness. Let’s start with love, because I’m a generous man. What I love —…