Little software projects, made with care and a bit of mischief.
One person, a pile of good ideas, and a frankly unreasonable amount of focus. We make things, get into everything, and occasionally knock something off the shelf just to see what happens.
This is where I keep the things I build when I should be sleeping. I’m Hardy — there’s no team, just one developer and a strong opinion about how software should feel.
Some of it even gets finished. No account managers, no mystery offshore gaze of raccoons — you talk to the one that wrote the code.
Fitness grip & rip
A strength-training app I’m building: offline-first on the phone, with a coaching console for trainers who write serious programming. Confident, precise, and zero pastel-blue nonsense — the loud one on the shelf.
A local Claude agent drops your alerts on a quiet corner of the desk — a calm desktop notifier that reads at a glance and stays quiet until it actually matters.
A control room for supervised machine work — drive CLI coding agents straight from Jira tickets, and watch every autonomous run from live log to finished PR.
A baby keyboard-smasher for the Raspberry Pi. Every smash spawns a bright letter, shape, or a cute cartoon raccoon. Built so my twin toddlers would stop slapping my keyboard while I work.
