Unsorted, unrelated, unbothered

The Junk Drawer

Every kitchen has one. The drawer you open looking for a stamp and close having found three takeout menus, a dead battery, a single chopstick, and a key to a door that no longer exists.

This is the digital version. Things I built that have nothing to do with my work, my writing, or each other. No theme. No roadmap. No reason any of them needed to exist. Open the drawer.

What's in here

Tonic Bar

A bar with no alcohol and strong opinions about flavor. Pick ingredients, slide the amounts, and it tells you whether your drink sings or tastes like a dare. Built so you cannot accidentally invent green sludge. Underneath, every ingredient now carries a quiet dossier — what it does, how much, the research behind it, and how to keep it drinkable — so this stopped being a toy and became a foundation worth building the next layer on.

The drawer fills up on its own. Whenever I make something with no purpose, it lands here. Come back, or do not. The menus will still be in here.

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