I learnt about Alex Guzey on MR first, and then (as is my wont) promptly forgot his name. Which made it impossible to search for him on MR, and so for the longest time I knew there was this “Twitter guy” I had to look up – but it’s difficult to run a search term like that.
Until one day Twitter said ok fine, and randomly bubbled up a tweet by Alexey Guzey about a blogging renaissance, and I was off to the races:
Here’s a wonderful section from his website (and I really do mean wonderful):
I ask a lot of people about their life plans. At least half of them tell me that they have no idea where to move and are just coasting along, not sure what to do next. Therefore, this post.
Twitter showed me this tweet the other day, because a person I follow replied to it:
Reading that conversation, and clicking on arbit links got me to this tweet:
…. which helped me read the article cited therein:
Every pepper has its uses, depending on the desired flavor and degree of trauma. But this day’s unavoidable star is the Carolina Reaper: lurid red pods, rumpled and warty, ending in a pointy tail. It’s possible to navigate this party without encountering the Reaper directly, to have plenty of pleasant and fulfilling conversations, but impossible to ignore it completely. It’s the steady subject of whispers and boasts. The heat of peppers is measured in Scoville heat units. An everyday jalapeño might clock in around 6,000; habaneros are closer to 350,000. The Reapers here for public consumption are billed at 1,560,000.