About

Hi, I'm Dash. If life were fair, I'd be raiding tombs with dual pistols. Instead I'm raiding terminals, which is pretty much the same if you squint hard enough.

Most days I'm arguing with my code editor until either of us starts hissing. When that gets too loud, I swap it for cozier frequencies, such as 90s anime at peak saturation or liminal space videos that feel more home than home. I hoard data like a dragon with no treasure sense. Sometimes I chase bad weather the way kids chase ice cream trucks. Other times I forget sleep exists and dawn sneaks up like a friend who never knocks. Every once in a while my camera remembers I exist, drags me outside, and we stumble into deserts, ice fields, storms – whatever’s in the mood to kill me that season.

That's me: half drama queen, half stormbait, uptime measured in snacks.
Browse, lurk, steal, break things. And if it breaks? Congrats, it's working!