I broke my favorite coffee cup last night
Here's what it taught me about the creator economy....
I own a lot of tech shit and I love biohacking.
I’ve got fancy routers, spare computers, a NAS, elite monitors and way too much gear and I just invested in a pair of compression boots so I can play pickleball/tennis daily and recover faster….
I love my tech BUT there is only one item that I really care about.
My fucking coffee mug.
It was a custom created piece of pottery that was gifted to me and every morning I enjoyed making a fresh cup of organic coffee and pouring it into my custom oversized mug….
Well last night I knocked it off my desk and broke it.
I had a meltdown.
I yelled at my wall (who I named Steve) and threw my hat at the wall and broke my bracelet and it reminded me of my old hockey days cz I snapped.
Here’s how it happened:
The livestream NHL playoff game I was pirating glitched out.
My neighbor was blasting his bi-weekly cocaine/stripper music rave session.
My cousin was trying to talk to me about red alert strategies…
I was not wearing my custom glasses for irlens syndrome…
I was trying to write a sponsored post and was hating every minute of it.
It was a recipe for disaster as I was over stimulated, frustrated and not in control of my surroundings.
So I turned to try to adjust my HDMI cable and fix the stream and BAM.
Here’s the result.
I don’t care about stuff.
I’ve moved almost every year of my fucking life and gotten used to giving things away, selling favorite items, trucks and clothes. I am not attached to things.
BUT I did care about this coffee cup. It brought me joy. It was from someone I care about. This morning it sucked using a smaller white coffee cup.
So what the hell does this have to do with the creator economy?
Well not much.
Except I was also trying to write a sponsored post about a feature that I would not use. The company is Artlist, and I do use their image generation tools to create infographics, and I use their music and video generation for various tasks… It’s one of two tools I use that are not local AI.
SO I sandbox them on my work computer and am very careful the data I share with these tools.
However the breaking of the cup made me face something….
Maybe it’s time to fully accept the death of my old means of income, and social media usage.
I decided not to try to use Artlists new high end video production tool as I don’t give a shit about any of that.
I turned down an easy $3k.
I’ve turned down a lot more over the years so I’ve gotten used to it but this time felt different.
The rage I felt from breaking the cup translated to the creator economy.
I have a long story that I’m not going to ramble into here.
But I saw the top 1% of creators and how they acted.
I was one of them for a long time.
I’m glad I walked away BUT I have not fully walked away in the past 2 years of distancing myself from my old friends and ways of income.
It feels like the time is here for ol Luke.
The truth is… I built most of my previous business drunk out of my fucking mind and ever since I went sober (approaching 3 years) I’ve realized….
I absolute hate social media.
I detest how good I am at it.
I cannot stand how easy it is to sell bullshit to people.
So I walked away….. But I keep looking back u know?
Anywhoodles….
This is me just thinking out loud and sharing with no lessons or intent to profit. Maybe some of you engaged with my shit over the years and read this far and if so cheers to you…
I hope you are finding your way just like I am…
I hope you allow yourself to be human and evolve and struggle…
I hope you….
Didn’t break your favorite fucking coffee mug.
Cheers,
Luke



RIP to your favorite coffee mug, Luke.
I broke my favorite whisky glass a few weeks back.
I've been waiting for the other shoe to drop ever since.
Happy Monday, Luke.
I didn't break my favorite mug. My 3-year-old granddaughter did or so my daughter-in-law said. I loved that mug. I loved the color, the shape, the handle, that it held exactly half of my French Press coffee plus milk. Oh, well. Since, it's been replaced with a mug with straight sides and a larger base so it's completely stable that holds nearly the same amount of coffee. It's a nice creamy yellow with brown flecks because it came from Wilber Chocolate in Lititz, PA. Much better than Hershey chocolate. And, it has a name because Wilber is in a nice messy big script.
The moral of this story? You'll find another mug that you'll come to love, if not as much, nearly as much as the one that broke.
You already know – life goes on. We leave things behind along the way and replace them, or not, going forward. All that matters is that we continue going forward.