This is a personal blog. Employers, shoo. There’s nothing scandalous here, but nothing you’d need to make a hiring decision either.

Some Background

In 2020 I wrote a blog. I was fresh out of college and wanted to show off a portion of my talents. The final product was a cobbled together mess. Front and center was a collection of 3d models site visitors could swing around, and an array of clickable buttons along the bottom they could click. Links to socials I barely used. A lack luster CV. About. Projects… Blog. In retrospect it wasn’t a good display of my skills, or all that good of a blog.

I was trying to reconcile being ‘professional’ with being a dork. I was passionate in my writing. I wanted to talk about art, but had to talk about the ML projects I did in undergrad. As I typed out a handful of articles, one of my old professor’s words rattled around in my head. He was an adjunct. He wasn’t a fellow, tenured, or salary. He was an corporate professional from Publix’s cybersecurity. And he said I had “a unique writing voice” and “not to loose it”.

Now I work at a large consulting firm, doing technical writing. I did it (in a way, I’m in a temp-to-hire situation, but I think we’re both impressed with each other). I got the job I’ve always wanted, marrying the technical challenges to that sweet-sweet office politics. Spearheading. Aligning on issues. Closing loops.

Update 2025-04: I was let go! Through no fault of my own. Elon Musk/DOGE cuts ended up causing the whole contract to get rug-pulled. The department in Deloitte I was working in is likely downsizing. I’m genuinely greatful for the oppritunity to work there and I learned a lot, but I can’t help but to feel bummed. Myself and a lot of other talented people were laid off as a result of this.

Now I’ve been inspired to start up blogging again. In 2020 I wrote about ‘Inside’, Bo Burnum’s comedy special. Good media, by most accounts. Art, even. I loved it. I said I really only wanted friends, enough money to move out, and a cat. 2020 me would be happy to hear we have a new friend group, we live 3 hours from home, and we have a hognose snake, Gouache.

Now I’ve heard that webrings are back and the small internet is having a resurgence. I’d be lying if I said Web3, IPFS, and other crypto bs hadn’t caught my interest at some point. I’m a big fan of owning your own data. I learned just enough to not want to give any crypto projects a cent of my money, yet still hoped something good would come of it. While we’re waiting for the crypto-bro’s pie in the sky to finally fall back to Earth, I decided to throw this together over the span of a couple days.

Who am I?

My name is Quinlan Harsch. I was born in ‘98 and am too lazy to update this section every year. I’m gay. I like tech, music, art, F1, cooking, fitness, beauty, and some other junk. Those button things look cool, I’ll probably put some of them on my homepage or something. This is going to be where I vent, and write about things I’m passionate about. I’m good at talking and communicating ideas (I think), allistic, 99% neurotypical, likes data and data science but not in a way that I do it as a hobby, too.

Answers to what I call “Thanksgiving Anti-talking Points”:

If you’re wondering where I sit politically, I’m anti-fascism, but in like a institute grassroots policies to expand democracy and less a “bash Nazi skulls” kind of way. I hang out with some queer radical trans people, and milquetoast office workers. If “Represent US” was a political party running candidates and the spoiler effect wasn’t a thing, I’d vote for them.

Religiously; Atheist. Card carrier of TST just in case I need to worm my way around some legislation. I like the Temple as a protest organiation.