Nobody reads blogs anymore. So I started one.

Everyone told me blogs are dead. My feed is full of short-form video, algorithm-optimised takes, and sponsored “authentic content” from people who haven’t had an unscripted thought since 2019. Starting a blog in 2026 is, objectively, a ridiculous idea.

The internet is packed with quick, short, addictive content, yet I find very little honest, real writing. On top of that, people are filling it with AI-generated garbage — because, of course, humans created the bots in the first place.

Obviously, I had to do it.

So who is this person?

I’m a regular guy somewhere in his thirty-something years — with a wife I love, two kids who are wonderful and (most importantly) healthy, but who have turned my previous life upside down in the best possible way. I enjoy the chaos, actually.

I fight migraines. I lift weights. I self-host half my digital life on a Linux mini server in the corner of my home office. I’m learning Godot and making a top-down pixel art game, even though I have approximately zero artistic talent and the visual sense of a sleep-deprived raccoon. I’m into DeFi and crypto, not as a moonboy, but as someone genuinely fascinated by the infrastructure. I drink green tea, coffee in moderation, and I’m one of those weird people who actually drinks enough water.

That’s me. Anonymous, practical, slightly chaotic, emotional dad, unreasonably optimistic.

The three obsessions

The blog name is doing a lot of work here, so let me break it down.

Pixel is everything digital and creative. Linux, self-hosting, tinkering with my mini server setup and Steam Deck, building things in code, and yes — the game. Especially the game. There is something deeply satisfying about making a thing that didn’t exist before, even if the sprites look like they were drawn by a child during an earthquake.

Protein is the physical side and everything connected to it. Training consistently, nutrition (smash burgers are my weakness, and I really don’t like vegetables — especially raw ones), sleeping enough (or trying to, between migraines and a toddler who treats 5 a.m. as a perfectly reasonable start time — if the kid even sleeps that long). Fatherhood. What it actually means to be a man and a husband today, now that every piece of media has a strong opinion about it. The long game of staying functional in a world that seems designed to make you tired.

Renaissance is the connective tissue. Autodidact learning. AI. DeFi experiments. Reading things I have no business reading and then thinking about them too hard at 11 p.m. The idea that a regular person can still — quietly, stubbornly — become more. Not optimised. Not hacked. Just more.

Balancing iron and silicon, basically. With a pixel art game as the flagship side project.

Why anonymous?

The internet has a long memory and I have small children. Everything else is on the About page.

Why a blog, then?

Here’s the honest answer: I got tired of consuming and wanted to produce something. Maybe I’m just ready for it now.

The big platforms are fine for shouting into a crowd, but they’re terrible for thinking. Every feed is optimised for engagement, which means it’s optimised against nuance, length, and honesty. You can’t write a genuine 1,200-word reflection on what it’s like to train through a three-day migraine and expect the algorithm to be kind to it.

A blog doesn’t care. A blog just sits there and waits for the right person to find it.

And there’s something I trust about writing that nobody asked for. It has no conversion rate. It has no engagement hook baked into it. It’s just a person trying to think clearly on a page. In a world drowning in slick, optimised, endlessly A/B-tested content, honest pixels feel like a small act of defiance.

I’m not naive about it. I know the landscape. I can feel the faint end-of-era hum in the background — the tech overload, the noise, the creeping sense that something is shifting. I’m not going to rant about it. That’s not what this place is for. But I notice it, and it’s part of why building something small and honest and mine feels more urgent than it did five years ago.

Family first — always

I want to say this clearly before we get into the fun stuff: my wife and kids are the quiet center of everything for me. Not in a corny, motivational-poster way. Just in the sense that every rep I do, every hour I spend learning Godot, every late-night rabbit hole into DeFi protocols — these things actually help me unwind, rest, and clear my head. It’s all downstream of wanting to be better for them. More present: calmer and smoothed out mentally, fully there with them. Less scattered. Someone worth looking up to, eventually.

The blog is part of that too. Writing forces me to think. Thinking keeps me honest. Staying honest is how I stay a decent person.

What to expect here

No posting schedule. No niche. No “in this post I’m going to cover five strategies for—” anything.

What I will write about: the game dev progress (and inevitable disasters), what I’m running on my home server this week, what’s happening in DeFi that I find interesting or alarming, training and health stuff from the trenches of actual experience, and occasional thoughts on fatherhood, masculinity, and the general strangeness of being alive right now.

Some of it will be technical. Some of it will be personal. Some of it will be both at once, which is either the charm or the problem of this whole project — I haven’t decided yet.

If you’ve read this far, you’re probably either the right kind of reader or you’ve been waiting for the page to load something else. Either way, welcome.