The Baby

“…the kid is not my son”

Sunday March 3, 2024


Working for a startup is like being a nanny. You can love it all you want, but it’s not yours.

In the words of Michael Jackson:

Billie Jean is not my lover She’s just a girl who claims that I am the one But the kid is not my son She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son

Always remember: unless you own it, the kid is not your son.


Bryan lives somewhere at the intersection of faith, fatherhood, and futurism and writes about tech, books, Christianity, gratitude, and whatever’s on his mind. If you liked reading, perhaps you’ll also like subscribing: