
I posted here a bit more than usual this week, and, while I am liking WordPress just fine, I keep pondering Notion as a distinct and complementary parallel engine and repository.



- In particular, Amplifier has appreciated Notion’s utility along many dimensions, a topic I will visit here soon enough.
- I also hope that indexing certain information will help enliven and enrich the collective discussions and actions of our regular coffee crew.
- Lastly, ideally others also start using these tools to better produce, organize, and extend their own ideas and actions in the world.
Consider a quick glimpse at this database of Austin musicians. I can build this with Notion in a way that WordPress would not accomplish quite the same or as easily.

Likewise, I look forward to assembling these recommendations. Each entry can spawn many posts and also be tied down in distilled essence and full context here.

I think I know how this could unfold, but I can only find out if I keep going, so off we go:
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
“Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening“
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
We shall see.
Thanks, y’all.