A bedtime tracker.
Two buttons and a timestamp. The kid hits one when they go down. You see the pattern in a week.
See Lights Out →Tell us what you do. We'll meet you wherever you are. Quick or thorough, your call. We'll get you a website.
Community-first coworking for women, nonbinary folks, and femmes. Affordable, intimate, and rooted in real connection.
Most websites should be a thing one person makes for free, the way you'd make a zine or a flyer. The web used to feel that way. It can again.
Two buttons and a timestamp. The kid hits one when they go down. You see the pattern in a week.
See Lights Out →A word search with your kid's friends' names in it. A trivia game that's brutally hard, on a topic someone you love is obsessed with right now. Made to delight them. Made to meet them where they are. Nobody asked for either. That's why they're good.
Not a business. Not a service. Just love for a place, made public. Built by neighbors, for neighbors.
See Willard Park →Your abuela, your nani, your halmeoni. With the stories. The version of recipes a cookbook would never write down.
A real one is comingYour cousin's backyard wedding. Your sister's quinceañera. The iftar potluck at the mosque. Send one link instead of texting forty people.
A real one is comingFor a friend who needs a hand right now. A real progress bar. A real story. Way better than a generic platform that takes a cut.
A real one is comingOr the cousin's bridal party. Or a girls' night for the moms. A simple form and a calendar — that's all most bookings need.
A real one is comingAt the community center, the church basement, the mosque, the rec center. Whoever's running the thing now gets to look professional doing it.
A real one is comingA place where family — near and far — can leave their stories, their photos, the things they want to remember. A tiny private internet just for them.
A real one is comingNone of these need to make money. None need to last forever. Some live for one weekend. Others become the thing your family looks at for ten years. They all count. They're all real websites. They're all free.
Same voice. Sits between the existing “Do I need a credit card to start?” and “What if I just want the free version?”.
Whatever you want. That's kind of the point. Most websites should be a thing one person makes for free, the way you'd make a zine or a flyer. The web used to feel that way. It can again.
Some real ideas, half from people we know:
None of these need to make money. None need to last forever. Some live for one weekend. Others become the thing your family looks at for ten years. They all count. They're all real websites. They're all free.