I don’t want to waste your time.
Periodicals are bad for you. Don’t subscribe to them. Unsubscribe from as many as you can. Your time is worth more to you than one more email about X blogging down your inbox with the Pile of Fog.
Ziklag is not a periodical, so I pray you stick with me. Peer over my shoulder with exclusive access to my notes. This may be the only time these words are ever published. Time is ticking away. Tomorrow may never come. What good are tomes when the world is at an end?
I worked on these things today for you. Be the fly on the wall of my office. Watch what happens to pass here. See how it comes together.
There is a lot on the Stack, so you and I both want to get Smart about this now, not later. None of us can finish every great idea. None of us can prepare for everything. But we can share small wins. We can build each other up.
The sun and the moon will run along and let tomorrow be.
“The die is cast,” quoth Julius Caesar.
“His eye is on the sparrow,” the Carpenter notes.