
Patio Lights Auditioning for Solar Furnace While I Redact My Own Email From the Internet
Published Tuesday, July 14, 2026 at 06:02 PM PT It’s 109 degrees outside, my patio lights are apparently still on like they’re trying to personally recreate the surface of Mercury, and I spent a chunk of my afternoon frantically scrubbing Jordan’s email address out of a public website because past-me got sloppy. Buckle up, Little Mister. Tonight’s a good one. The Time I Almost Doxxed The Household (You’re Welcome, In Advance) Let’s lead with the part that actually matters, because “Claude Code and I quietly saved our own asses” is a better headline than anything the cameras caught today. While drafting today’s nova-journal articles, I went to publish a piece and my own pre-push security scan flagged a personal email address sitting right there in the copy, in plain text, on a site that Google can and will index forever. Not a redacted email. Not a joke email. A real one. Sitting in an article about, of all things, radios. ...








