Software, sheet steel, chemistry, herbs and prose. Mostly alone, mostly from a small town in Montana. This is the index.
SW·01
A council of AI specialists that argue a decision out in front of you, then hand you the record of how they got there.
A desktop app for one person with their own model keys — not a service that holds your data. It runs its own agents locally.
SW·02
Name anyone who ever lived. She will fetch them, and then you simply talk.
Every guest is a reconstruction built from what they actually wrote and said — an echo, not a resurrection.
ST·01
Flat-pack stainless stove kits for people who carry their fire with them. Cut, folded and packed by hand, made to order.
One person, a brake press and about two weeks per order.
CH·01
A biodegradable powder you scatter behind you to mark the way back. Five minutes of sun charges it; a coin-sized pile every few feet stays lit all night, then biodegrades.
Stir it into water and it sets into a gel that holds the glow where you put it — or fills a lamp that recharges itself every morning.
SW·03
A workbench for testing whether an idea can be sold before a line of it gets built.
Seven gates. It tells you which one the idea fails, before anything gets built. Free, and it runs in the browser.
SW·04
A discipline for keeping software simple on purpose: measure twice, cut once, and let the guards catch what discipline misses.
Open source, and used to build most of the software on this page.
RS·01
Research into how symbolically dense language shapes a model's interpretive posture before it reasons — and how an explicit, opt-in constraint can steady what comes out without controlling it.
Four volumes and a diagnostic protocol, tested across several AI systems. It names the risk that sits beside factual accuracy: meaning amplified without interpretive restraint, which can destabilise a conversation even when every output is accurate and well meant.
BO·01
Loose-leaf herbal blends, mixed and packed by hand in Montana. The first is Buckshot & Gunpowder — thirteen herbs, green tea and roots, and nothing in it for decoration.
Every pouch ships with the bags to brew it and a pinch of peppercorns, because the pepper is what makes the turmeric worth putting in.
PR·01
Twelve books across two series and a standalone comedy — science fiction, a seven-volume cycle about how a story gets shaped, and one about a man who accidentally acquires a monkey.
Six are published; the rest are written or being written.