My friend Chris passed on November 9, 2024, in a motorcycle accident. He was riding slowly out of a parking lot in Los Angeles. They think he hit something. He fell and died. Last week, I went back to New York for his memorial service.
One year to the day that Chris and I filled a 2006 Corolla with everything we owned and drove to Los Angeles, he came home with the tattoo gun.
This is a review of my 2024 and a public sharing of 2025 goals.
Taking another w2 now only delayed the inevitable. All paths lead to me working on this side hustle or working myself. The only question is “when?”
Annabel’s 4th birthday letter.
I’m often asked what personal finance books I’d recommend.
I don’t open with this to show off how (incredibly!) financially savvy I am, or humble brag about signal how (very) often people flock to me for advice. I think recommendations require context. Especially when it comes to money.
I write and publish birthday letters for the kids. This includes Deefer Dog. Deefer turns 10 years old this year.
001 edition of my f&f newsletter. We cover: how do you decide to have (more) kids?, slow productivity, Red Lobster, and more.
We’re 50% through 2024. How are you doing?
Oliver’s 6th birthday letter.
I waited until I knew you better to start this letter. You look like your sister: heart-shaped face and a cry that could pierce…