Up to date on all our vaccines. Sore arm is a small price to pay to be freshly inoculated against the ever-present horrors.

Happy iPhone announcement day to those who begrudgingly celebrate. I’d love to be the kind of person who just uses a phone until it doesn’t work anymore without another thought, but I’ve given up on that dream.

Also, I feel like I have an excuse this year: the battery on my 15 Pro has truly just given up. I haven’t been able to make it through the day for months. It tuns into a death spiral pretty quickly: dying earlier, which means more frequent recharging, which means more heat and more cycles on the battery, which wears it out even faster. Somehow this phone has 450 full charge cycles on it in 11 months and the health is in the mid 80%s.

I really don’t think I’ve been using it any differently than any other iPhone I’ve had, so I’m just assuming this particular lithium cell is haunted.

Only other Apple note: Proud of myself for keeping the betas off my phone all summer. Learning and growing.

The Power Broker is finally available as an e-book starting tomorrow, if you’re the kind of person who values portability over the other uses of this particular book. Also still plenty of time to catch up on the incredible book club from the 99% Invisible crew.

A pox on the house of people who put USB-C ports on things without actually reading the specification. I broke open a cheap little cabinet light that wouldn’t take a charge to see in what novel way it had failed only to realize it was just one of these cursed objects missing whatever magic little resistor lets a C charger actually start sending juice. It was completely fine, but had been disassembled by a brute (read: me) in such a way that it was now accidentally garbage.

I’ve started putting little stickers on all the “looks like C, but you have to use a cable that’s A on the other end” so I stop throwing them away by accident.