Libraries Rock! That may not be the most appealing statement among those trying to make money selling books, but there's more to it than that. There's saving trees, saving ink, and test driving a book before buying it. That last one must surely irk large publishers. But what about walking into a library—back when we could (remember?)—and that smell of old paper and tired flatulence; sharing a public refuge with scholars and homeless alike. Rooms full of knowledge! I always have at least a borrowed book or two going at a time. My five year-old daughter, many more. Right now I have Epictetus's Discourses, Kafka short stories and Michael Pollan's How to Change Your Mind on my bedside table. Two of them, I'll admit, are purchased, but the third is borrowed. The irony is the one I'm borrowing is the only author of the three still alive and trying to make a buck writing. So unfair. I wondered what I'd prefer from an author's standpoint, to either sell 1,000 books on my own or to have my book in just 100 libraries AND solicited to readers by 100 librarians. Thinking only a tad further about this, it becomes quite obvious the latter is...

It's been exactly 13 months since the official release of the Datapocalypse book trailer. And yes, it's cheesy! I'm allowed to say so because I made it myself—with help from my wonderful wife (she may not admit to helping me though, hehe) and then five-year old daughter (on backup vocals for the title soundtrack). My forte clearly doesn't lie in video production. Granted. But there's still some production quality worth gleaning from it. Check it out for yourself and let me know what you think. At the very least it'll give you an insight into how Datapocalypse came to be. Who knows, maybe I'll get another 50 views over the next 13 months. Ha! Otherwise, I'll just stick to writing and playing guitar. https://youtu.be/tyv8l_IuYdg ...

A friend says to another, "Friend, you look a little stressed. What gives?" The friend replies, "I am a little stressed. My responsibilities never end. I'm always busy and can't seem to grab a free moment for myself anymore. I sometimes wonder if it's because of this." A smartphone is held up for the other to see. They lightly nod while continuing to listen. "This—this thing—is supposed to make our lives easier...