Why Does Every Charger Use a Different Cable

Why Does Every Charger Use a Different Cable

I counted six different charging cables in one drawer this week. Six. For devices that all charge at broadly the same wattage, doing broadly the same job, made within about four years of each other. USB-C was supposed to fix this. It has, mostly — for anything bought in the last two years. The drawer…

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Charging Cables, Ranked

A completely unscientific ranking, based entirely on which cables have survived a year of being stepped on, sat on, and dragged across a desk by accident more times than I'd like to count. The braided ones win, decisively — pictured below is the one survivor from a drawer of six, and it shows barely any…

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Finishing a Walnut Board, Start to Finish

Four stages, four photos, roughly a week between the first and the last as the oil cured properly between coats rather than being rushed to a finish that would only look right for a month before dulling. The difference between "sanded" and "finished" is almost entirely patience — nothing in this process is difficult, it's…

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Five Minutes of Quiet Before the Day Starts

Coffee, no phone, five minutes on the step before anyone else is up. It's become the one part of the morning I actually protect, even on days when everything after it goes sideways. It started almost by accident — the coffee machine takes about four minutes, and I got into the habit of stepping outside…

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On Slowing Down With Hand Tools

A hand plane forces a different pace than a router does. There's no way to rush it without the wood telling you immediately that you've rushed it — a plane that's pushed too fast just judders and tears rather than producing a shaving, in a way that's impossible to ignore or work around. The slowness…

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Trail Notes From the Ridge

Clear enough at the start to see three ridgelines out, cloud down to head height by the time I reached the top. Typical Dartmoor, really — the forecast had promised the cloud would hold off until afternoon, and it didn't quite manage that. Recorded the whole thing as a track for once, mostly to test…

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