By day I lead development teams and ship software. By evenings and weekends you'll find me in the shop or out in the forest — chainsaw in hand, sawdust in the air.
I've spent years in software leadership — including time as a VP — and built a life outside of it that keeps everything honest. There's something about working with your hands that no amount of sprint planning can replace.
“Those who work with their minds,
rest with their hands.”
Big builds, real tools, real results.
Built a full workshop up north from the ground up — a proper space for serious work with room for every tool and project.
Tree felling, chipping, and land clearing up north — the rough, rewarding work that never quite feels like work.
There's nothing quite like the smell of fresh cedar and the satisfaction of building something that'll last decades.
Custom cedar Adirondack chairs, built-in shelving, cabinetry — each piece built by hand, from rough lumber to finished product. Designed for comfort and built to last generations.
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There's nothing else like it — the sky goes dark in the middle of the day, the temperature drops, and for a few minutes you're standing in the moon's shadow. We pack up the family and travel to be in the path of totality.
Leading teams, shipping software — the other kind of building.
I've led teams at every level — from hands-on dev manager to VP. Building people up and getting great software out the door is the job.
From concept to production, across teams and stakeholders. I've shipped software in small shops and large organizations — the fundamentals don't change.
Translating business goals into technical direction — and keeping that direction grounded in what teams can actually build and sustain.
My first race. I signed up for a challenge, and the day delivered more of one than I expected.
Race morning didn't go smoothly — I was dealing with some sickness and nearly didn't start. But showing up was half the battle. I ran every step, kept moving, and crossed that finish line.
That's the thing about committing to something hard — the conditions are rarely perfect. You just go anyway.
At the end of the day, everything else is secondary.
Family is what drives all of it — the shop up north, the projects, the long days of work. Having a place to bring them, things to show them, and a life worth sharing.