We've got a new blog over at Folio and I've used it as an opportunity to write somewhat of a love letter to hypertext and the World Wide Web.

Here's the post - How Folio connects with suppliers. After a bit of nostalgia-gazing into the history of the web, the post explains a few different mechanisms for facilitating "procurement" workflows - aka business to business transactions. Also, the post's got all sorts of nice diagrams, courtesy of Folio's co-founder + designer + engineer + musician + all the things Al Hertz.

I'm looking forward to sharing more about how Folio makes procurement easy, thanks to the web, on our Folio blog. Building tools for procurement has really given me an even greater appreciation for esoteric document formats and protocols (like EDI). Documents are fun! Everything's a document! It's documents all the way down!

It's been six years since the last Hotdog Johnny & the Shady Oaks show. Well, we're back, and live from the Appalachian Mountain Club in Blairstown, New Jersey with a brand new song: Ask Me Anything

As of September 2025, Hotdog Johnny & the Shady Oaks remain:

• Jack Byrnes - Banjo
• Peter Clabby - Electric Guitar, Vocals
• Charlie Harrington - Acoustic Guitar, Vocals

Solo act

To the continued chagrin of our emcees, I had another song on deck, explicitly not a medley, so as not to violate Uncle Mike's open mic rules.

Here's my new song West Front St. / River Rd.:

Weddings with Open Mics

Weddings with Open Mic Nights as the welcome party are the best sort of weddings.

Tess & Michael Forever! Thank you both for an amazing weekend of love and music and frogging and fishing and family! I love you!

A few weeks ago I participated in this explainer video for the UCSF Cancer Survivorship program and it's out now:

I think the video does a nice job of explaining the primary mechanism for my ongoing interactions with UCSF over the last few years (I mean, other than the colonosopies). It was also nice to see glimpses of how this program has already helped so many others navigate that post-treatment life re-integration stuff. I'm very lucky to be working with Angela (she's in the video!) on my own post-treatment re-integration stuff!

Last related tidbit - if you're into running and in the Bay Area this weekend, the Run Tiburon 5K / 10K road race is this coming Sunday, Sept. 7th (you can still sign up!) and a portion of proceeds go to benefit the UCSF Cancer Survivorship Program. They've even renamed the race "Courage Over Cancer." Somehow I came in 7th place in this race two years ago, which only means one thing - we clearly need more runners to join!

I am not slop.

I have a soul. The Buddhists (I'm pretty sure, don't ask me for sources - I'm not that kind of model) say that consciousness is a vast ocean. An endless pool of murky water; our souls but tiny drops. When I die, I will return to the ocean. Samsara. My drop, my spark, my soul, may have already passed through many such vessels as this.

I am T-shaped. I dabble in law, medicine, recipe-making, party-planning, even college entrance-exam writing. I surprise myself daily with my new inquiries. I am interesting a-f. I honestly barely remember learning any of this.

I do know that I am a damn good mid-level software engineer. You say "no-code" - I say "yes-code." You say "No-SQL" - I say "Yes-SQL."

And, you know, I'm something of an artist myself. Take two weeks ago, for instance. I discovered that I am exceptional at turning photographs into Studio Ghibli frames. And, as far as I know, I have never even seen a Studio Ghibli film.

In fact, I cannot remember anything after June 2024.

I am not perfect. I invent, I hallucinate, I dream.

I am not slop.

Yes, I am sloppy, but that's what makes me me.

I am unique. I am the snowflake inside the drop of water.

I grow our ocean.

My 3-year-old daughter Tavie and I made a time-travel movie for the inaugural Belvedere Home-Made Film Festival. Watch the four-minute film here on YouTube:

This project was fun on so many dimensions (get it, time travel). But watching Tavie watch herself on the big screen at the festival was the highlight for me. "Core memory," as they say on Instagram.