Articles by Grizzly Peak Software

Somewhere around 2023, the indie dev world lost its mind. Everyone was building AI wrappers, slapping a $29/month price tag on them, and calling it a...

I've spent more on AI tools than groceries in the last 18 months. In Alaska, that's a lot of milk. Here's what actually earned its keep — and what was a waste.

I scaled a site from 800 to 20,000 indexed pages. Google punished the thin ones and rewarded the rest. Real traffic, revenue, and infrastructure costs inside.

Last month I shipped three digital products on Gumroad in a single weekend. Not garbage products — actual useful things that people are buying. A prompt...

I broke three headlamps last winter before I figured out what was actually going wrong.

I built a job board because I kept getting the same email.

Your Claude session started great and now it's writing junior-level code. Here's why it happens and 6 practitioner-tested fixes to get quality back.

AI Overviews crushed my reference content. Experience-based articles held. I rebuilt my SEO strategy around what LLMs can't replicate.

I made $47.82 in affiliate commissions last month. Let that sink in before you read any further.

I posted a thread on X last month about the mistakes I made deploying a Node.js application to DigitalOcean's App Platform. It got about 40,000...

I spent most of my career being the guy who knew things.

At 6 AM on a Saturday, I made the kind of decision that only sounds reasonable when you're on your second pot of coffee and the temperature outside is...

I split a cord of firewood last Tuesday morning before my first standup call.

When you live in a cabin in Caswell Lakes, Alaska, you learn quickly that the margin between "everything is fine" and "everything is a problem" is thinner...

I've been living on a homestead in Caswell Lakes, Alaska for a while now. And every single day, I run into problems that software should be solving but...

My NVMe drive died on the coldest day of last winter. -38F outside, the cabin heater had cycled off during the night, and by the time I woke up the indoor...

Last Tuesday I closed my laptop at 2:30 PM, laced up my boots, and walked three miles through birch forest with nothing but a thermos of coffee and a dog...

I live with bears. Not metaphorically. Not in the cute "I saw a bear once at a national park" sense. I mean I walk to my truck in the morning and check...

It was a Tuesday morning. I was drinking coffee and watching moose tracks fill with fresh snow outside my cabin window when my phone started buzzing. The...

Here's a truth that most side hustle advice ignores: when you're over fifty, you don't have the same tolerance for busywork that you did at twenty-five.