Isaac Asimov Asks, “How Do People Get New Ideas?” (MIT Technology Review)
Why You Will Marry the Wrong Person (NY Times)
How Music Affects Your Productivity (Medium)
From Syria, With Love (NY Times)
How To Avoid Empathy Burnout (Nautilus)
The Language of Art, via Paul Rand (Creative Leadership)
Perfectionism Ruined my Productivity (Van Schneider)
Chatting with NPR host Guy Raz about the origins of Airbnb.
On behalf of my co-founders, our company, and the global community we serve, it was an honor and a privilege to participate in the Olympic Torch Run in Brazil this week.
I joined four fellow Airbnb hosts from around the world, where we each got the chance to take part in the running and then passing of the flame throughout the relay. My portion was in the seaside town of Macaé, in the state of Rio de Janeiro and just north of the city of Rio. The sun had set and street lights illuminated the road. Thousands of residents mobbed the dark streets, waving and cheering as each torch runner jogged by. It was insane. I told myself there was nothing to be nervous about. But as I stood on the side of the road with my Airbnb team members, a massive entourage of Olympic fans, security, photographers, bright lights, and the flame loudly approached. My nerves increased. I switched on the gas to my torch and it made a clicking noise. My grip tightened around the metal handle. My world shrunk to a single goal, getting this torch to the next runner fully intact. Suddenly, I found myself in the middle of the street surrounded by blasting party music and hundreds of people yelling at the top of their lungs. Holding out my unlit torch to the approaching runner, it picked up the flame and I was off... at jogging pace, the massive security and vehicle entourage close behind. The flame burned big and bright and I could feel the heat on the right side of my face. It lit up the dark street as the roving crowd of townspeople took photos and raced alongside the torch. Kids on skateboards. Parents running with toddlers bouncing up and down on their shoulders. People waved enthusiastically from balconies and rooftops. The spirit of the Olympics was alive and well in Macaé. And during those few hundred meters, I began to understand the ability of the Games to fill people with an uncommon and uplifting kind of joy. I approached the next runner and the flame continued its journey to the Opening Ceremony taking place today. I was humbled to play a small part with our hosts in helping the flame travel its path to the event that brings nations together, much like our community does on a daily basis. The torch will live at our San Francisco office. Obrigado, Rio 2016.
Twice a year, the prestigious incubator program called Y Combinator (YC) accepts applications for aspiring entrepreneurs. Having completed the program in 2009, and now serving as a Part Time Design Partner, here's my advice to those who wish to apply. You'll want to communicate the following within your answers:
- Describe why you and your co-founders are the right team for the job. If you're a close knit unit, say so.
- Show explicitly how you're going to make revenue. Maybe you already are (say so) or have good ideas how to. Nothing beats having >$1 revenue going into the application.
- Will you pursue your idea even if you don't get accepted into YC? If yes, make it known.
Apply here. Best of luck.
I've never posted a cat video, but when someone shared this with me as a metaphor for founding a start up I couldn't resist.