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As much as it is a job and source of income, for me, building software is also a way to relax, a form of self-expression, play, and in the best moments – joy.

Today, I want to show off a project so far along the joy side of that spectrum that it blows past being silly and borders on pure ridiculousness.

Let’s reskin Notification Center on macOS.

And make it look like Winamp.

Last year, I wrote two posts titled 240 Invisible Pixels and Surtainly Not. On the surface, I complained about how difficult it is to interact with the Big Sur redesign of the menu bar and Notification Center alerts. I believe Apple has fallen victim to a design fad where they unintentionally make software harder to use in their quest to simplify the design visually.

As Michael Tsai recently put it

Making things look simple by hiding things doesn’t actually make them simple.

Affordances, color, contrast, delineation – hell, even discernible buttons – have fallen out of favor in Apple’s modern design language to a point where function often takes a backseat to form – especially on macOS.

But ignoring recent usability regressions in favor of clean-looking design, what kills me the most is how joy, personality, whimsy, fun, and goddam delight are lost in service to aesthetics.

Modern software, with Apple leading the charge, feels…sterile.

How much design and engineering effort has shifted from delighting users to finding new ways to interrupt their workflows with dark patterns leading to greater services revenue? It all feels gross.

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And so every time I have to tell Apple “Not Now” when “No” should be a choice, or when I have to guess where to hover the mouse to reveal what should be a call to action, I get frustrated.

I could let those things keep bothering me. Or I can tell the latest design trends to go fuck themselves and build something stupid and silly and fun and delightful.

Does everyone remember Growl? It was a fantastic 3rd-party app notification framework for OS X that Apple aped Notification Center from. (It’s OK. Some apps are meant to be Sherlocked.)

The best part about Growl was the plethora of built-in and community-contributed skins. It was so geeky and personal, and you could make app notifications look like anything.

Last month, a reader came up with a better way to grab two-factor authentication codes from Messages.app, I started thinking about what other information might be hanging around in the bowels of macOS – just waiting to be explored.

I eventually stumbled upon the SQLite database that holds app notifications. To my surprise, all the contents of your notifications are open and readable. And that’s when Growl came to mind. Could I build my own poor-mans Notification Center with different skins and themes?

It turns out, yes.

Could I layer on some extra features, too? Yep.

Say hello to Roar.

Roar is a little Mac app that watches your Notification Center database. When new ones arrive, it takes over and displays them with one of five ridiculous skins.

Bezel

The first is a straight-up reimplementation of Growl’s old in-your-face Bezel style.

Music Video

Growl’s Music Video display style was my absolute favorite for the longest time.

Macintosh

This style displays a classic Macintosh window – complete with the best freeware version of Chicago I was able to find with a quick Google search.

iTunes Widget

When I showed Mario Guzman what I was up to with this project, his immediate reaction was to offer a skin based on his pixel-perfect Music Widget.

Winamp

Finally, if you grew up in the 90s, how can you say “no” to an animated Winamp skin?

But wait, there’s more

My original complaint in 240 Invisible Pixels was how difficult it is to interact with notifications on recent versions of macOS, given their hidden buttons and tiny click targets. What if we take the mouse pointer out of the equation and make common notification actions keyboard-driven?

When I need to interact with a notification, I typically do one of four things:

1. Open the associated app
2. Copy a two-factor auth code
3. Open a URL in the notification
4. Copy the notification’s contents

Roar lets you do all of these things with a global keyboard shortcut. You can press the hotkey to reveal a menu with four choices when a notification arrives.

Press ⌘1 – 4 to select an action (or Escape to dismiss) and run it against the most recent notification.

⌘1 will activate the app associated with the notification. Basically, the same behavior as clicking a notification.

⌘2 will copy the first two-factor auth code it can find. In the screenshot above, that action is gray to indicate that no code was found in advance.

⌘3 copies the contents of the notification to your clipboard.

⌘4 Will open any URLs in the notification in your default browser.

Don’t take this seriously

Everything shown above works. The code is on GitHub, and I’ve made a notarized build available if you’d like to try Roar.

That said, because the app relies on scraping your notifications from Apple’s database, Roar is at the mercy of how often the system saves notifications to disk. In my testing, that delay varies. Sometimes Roar will appear immediately after the original notification. Other times it may be ten seconds.

Is Roar meant to be an actual Notification Center replacement? No. Of course not. This all just started as a thought experiment and turned into a fun diversion over a holiday break from work.

Back in June, I posted a completely un-serious post that described a ridiculous Rube Goldberg approach to grabbing two-factor authentication codes from your text messages on macOS using Keyboard Maestro (for those of us who don’t use Safari).

How dumb was it? Let’s just say that it relied on taking a screenshot of Notifcation Center and parsing the code out of the image.

A joke, yes, but also a fun distraction one evening.

To my surprise, very nice reader @ajorpheus provided a real solution in the comment section earlier today.

Their solution is to grab the most recent text from Messsages.app’s actual SQLite database and parse the token from that. Not only is this way, way faster – it’s much more error-proof as well.

Here’s the shell script they provided:

sqlite3 "$HOME/Library/Messages/chat.db"   "select text from message order by date desc limit 1" | perl -lpe "s/.* (\d+) .*/\1/g"

With that, it’s just a matter of dropping the script into a Keyboard Maestro macro like this:

Besides the script itself, all I added was a step to copy the extracted 2FA token to the system clipboard and another to display the token in a system notification so you can confirm the macro ran (and worked?) before pasting.

You can download the macro here.

Please note: The Messages.app database is a protected file on your system. For Keyboard Maestro to access it, you’ll need to grant the app Full Disk Access in System Preferences → Security & Privacy → Privacy.

(Remember to scroll slowly through that list when looking for Keyboard Maestro. It’s been how many years and still none of the Privacy sections sort their lists alphabetically?)

And big thanks to @ajorpheus for coming up with a better way to turn a dumb idea into something useful and reliable.

Here’s the thing.

When I tell people, “I started my app business in 2007”, that’s not true. I never meant to start a business – it just happened. Because if I had sat down one afternoon and thought, “I’m going to begin selling software online today,” I sure as hell wouldn’t have intentionally named my company Click On Tyler.

For fourteen years, I’ve hated that name.

I began learning Objective-C and Cocoa in 2003. I tinkered around with tiny little projects for a few years. And then, in early 2007, I had the idea for VirtualHostX because I needed it for my day job as a web developer. When I finished the app in August, I had to put it up for sale somewhere.

Back up.

Two years before that, I was on my lunch break browsing recently expired domain names (I’m a nerd) and saw clickontyler.com was available. There weren’t touch screens back then – everything you did with a computer involved clicking. (That’s not true, but you know what I mean.) The domain name sounded fun, so I bought it. Nothing ever came of the website other than an awful About Me-style page.

So when I needed a place to sell VirtualHostX, clickontyler.com was the only website I had up and running. I put the app on the front page next to a PayPal button.

That was it. The name stuck. 50,000 customers. For a few years, my full-time job. And I’ve secretly despised it every day.

In fourteen years, I never even decided if the “On” in Click On Tyler should use capital or lowercase oh. And putting my first name into a company name (unintentionally or not) has always made me feel like my branding is one-step-removed from a solo divorce attorney calling themselves the First Name Group, PLLC. Every time I spoke “click on tyler” out loud to someone, I’d cringe a little bit.

Honestly, Apple ditching Intel CPUs and transitioning to their own chips is the best thing that could have happened to me.

What I mean is, the migration to Apple Silicon killed off VirtualHostX because of its dependency on VirtualBox (made by Oracle). I looked into every technical avenue I could think of to keep the app alive, but there’s no path forward that makes business sense for me.

I spent much of 2021 thinking about what I do now that VirtualHostX has reached its end of life. And I realized, holy crap, despite VHX being what I thought of as my flagship product, I have six other Mac apps that fall outside my original niche of web developer-focused software.

It was my wife who finally said, “Sunset VHX and focus on the rest. Start over.”

As usual, she was right.

And that’s what I did this Summer. I paused and took time to start over with a company name I actually like and that I hope carries me forward another fourteen years or longer.

Retina Studio

Hello.

Have you ever triple tapped the back of your iPhone? No?

I wish I could remember who on Twitter pointed out this Accessibility feature, but I wanted to highlight it here and how I use this gesture because it’s such a fun shortcut for automation nerds.

Watch this.

At any time, from any app, whenever I need to remember something, I can tap the back of my phone three times. An input dialog will appear, wait for me to type in what I need to do, and file away those items into OmniFocus for later. I never have to leave the app I’m currently using or even launch OmniFocus at all.

Here’s how.

Settings.app → Accessibility → Touch → Back Tap

From here, iOS lets you assign actions to two different gestures: double tap or triple tap. You tap the back of your phone with a finger in quick succession, just like you would double click a mouse button.

Options include helpful system commands like

• Open Camera
• Lock Screen
• Lock Rotation
• Take a Screenshot
• Turn on the Flashlight

as well as enabling iOS’s many Accessibilty affordances and, for our purposes, running a Shortcut.

(I’ll go ahead and add here that I only use the triple tap option because I found double tapping is too easily accidentally triggered during my normal day-to-day phone usage.)

If you have a Shortcut that you use frequently or want immediate access to, these tap gestures are a fantastic way to launch it.

As for my task capturing Shortcut, it’s pretty simple.

1. It prompts for input
2. Splits what you enter into individual lines
3. And creates a new OmniFocus task from each one

You can download the Shortcut here.

My wife and I were living in California in 2008 – most of our family back in Tennessee. I arrived home after work one day, and she said, “Your mom called me. She told me not to tell you anything, but we need to talk.”

My grandmother was 84 at the time and had been forgetting things for a few years. Those lapses in memory or the occasional odd behavior led to doctor visits. Which led to specialists. And then, a week before my mom’s phone call to my wife, an official diagnosis of Alzheimer’s.

From my mother’s perspective, this diagnosis – this disease – was shameful and needed to be hidden. As much as we eventually fought over her not telling my grandmother, and as much as I don’t think I’ll ever forgive the final decision never to tell, I can understand that it wasn’t just her. That entire generation viewed anything related to mental health as a stigma. And whether or not the affected person was her mother or her son, the stigma remained and was not to be discussed.

My mom’s intentions were to tell no one – not me, my sister, family friends, not even my grandmother herself.

(The doctor didn’t tell my grandmother either. Why a physician would deliver a diagnosis like this to the child of the patient and not the patient themselves is unconscionable and borderline malpractice, in my opinion.)

So why did she call my wife to share the news at all? Because at the time, my wife worked for the Northern California chapter of the Alzheimer’s Association. And when something like this becomes real, it becomes real, really fast. You need help. To cope, to plan, to prepare. You need advice on the next steps and the myriad of medical decisions suddenly just over the horizon.

And that’s exactly what the amazing people at the Alzheimer’s Association are for. In addition to advocating for and advancing the medical science of this disease, they are there to provide support and guidance for the families and caretakers of people living with Alzheimer’s.

Situations like these are never easy on the person’s family – no matter the medical condition. But Alzheimer’s is particularly vile because at some point, the person living with this disease…disappears. And other than the occasional fleeting glimpse of their old selves, the person that family loved and now has to take care of, is gone. It’s fucking cruel to witness the story play out over the remaining years. In my grandmother’s case, it took eleven.

My grandmother passed away in August of 2019 at ninety-five years young. Why am I writing this post now? Two years later? Before I get to that, let me tell you about her.

Her name was Bettye. This is her.

This is also her. (She’s the one climbing the wall.)

This is the first time she met my son.

And this was the last time she met him. And goddam if her eyes didn’t light up when he walked in the room – even if she couldn’t remember his name any longer.

This is a video of her using an iPad for the first time. As she swiped through those photos and intuitively, without anyone teaching her, pinched to zoom in, she out-of-the-blue remarked

You know that man in California invented this. He made all these things himself. Can you believe that?

And these were her dance moves.

She joyfully and fearlessly lived through more tragedies than I care to think about and had a wicked collection of one-liners that could knock you backward out of your shoes. When Trump was elected, she never once spoke his name — only referring to him as “That Man.”

My brother-in-law was the first of her grandkids to disappear, which made sense because he was the last to join the family. She never forgot my name or my sister’s. But near the end, you could hear the uncertainty and delay around my wife’s.

I don’t know how much she understood about herself, but the most challenging part wasn’t the end for me. It was the middle years when it was evident in her eyes that she still knew enough to know something was wrong inside her brain but didn’t know what or why. I can only imagine the panic she must have felt.

I said goodbye to her three years before her death. I had emotionally accepted that the person I loved was no longer there. That didn’t mean I stopped caring, or visiting, or checking in. Or letting my kids, her great-grandchildren, develop their own relationships and memories with her while they could in their short time together.

But it did mean that when I woke up at 6 am to the news of her passing in a text message from my mother – after a weeks-long agonizing final decline – I was at peace as much as I hoped she was.

She lived a difficult life, and yet met it with such apparent gratitude. She deserved much better than the way it ended.

But back to the reason for this blog post. I write about my grandmother this evening because my wife is working for the Alzheimer’s Association again – an organization that she loves and is dear to our family. This time, here in Tennessee.

She, her coworkers, and everyone at the association work tirelessly to one day see a world without this disease. It’s not an impossible goal at all. The first survivor of Alzheimer’s is likely out there right now – growing up.

Next week our families are walking in memory of my grandmother to raise awareness and maybe even a little money to support Alzheimer’s care, research, and advocacy. It’s a worthy cause, and I would be incredibly grateful if you’d consider donating.

Love you, Memaw. This much.

Trains are awesome. When I lived in San Francisco, commuting down the peninsula every morning via Caltrain was (when on time) a delight compared to my Nashville commute today.

The train cars were this weird microcosm of Silicon Valley tech workers. Young college grads commuting to Palo Alto. Graybeards hopping off in Mountain View or one of the San Jose stops. And middle managers dressed up to look important.

A passenger sitting next to me in 2008 pulled this strange, angled, white slab of plastic with a screen I had never seen before out of their backpack. It was the first time I saw a Kindle in real life.

As a kid who grew up in the suburbs, for forty-five minutes each way, to work and then back home every day, I’d plug my Verizon USB dongle into my Mac, have just enough bandwidth to browse the web, and legit feel like I was living in the future.

Most commutes had a few regulars I’d recognize, but always something or someone new. One day there was a fight that ended in the conductor physically throwing two men off the car. Or the time a woman a row ahead of me began sobbing during an unexpected stop when word reached us that a suicide on the track was the cause of the delay.

But the story I’m reminded of today is the one about the only actual Apple leak I ever personally heard. I hadn’t thought of it in years until Jason Snell and Gruber briefly discussed how a hardware rumor could begin from a supply chain leak.

Listen:

I was commuting home on the train in August 2009. The section of the car I was sitting in was a pod of four seats – two rows of two facing each other. The seat next to me was empty, but across was a young woman and a man probably in his late 30s who very clearly didn’t know each other.

It was one of those awkward moments in an otherwise mostly-quiet car where one person will just. not. stop. talking. And this guy was going on and on about the electronics company he worked for and all the patents they had.

I was on my laptop – probably working on some failed app idea. The woman alternated between reading a book and doing anything else to not listen to him.

But what caught my ear was when he started talking about audio processing and microphones. It was something along the lines of…

Yeah, we made a new way to cancel out noise you don’t want to hear using extra microphones. In fact, you know what? Apple is using our stuff in the next iPhone. They’re gonna put a second mic on the back of the phone to get rid of background noise when you’re talking to someone.

It turns out the guy wasn’t lying. From Apple’s press release the following June announcing iPhone 4:

iPhone 4 features a second microphone and advanced software to suppress unwanted background noise for improved call quality when in loud places.

Like I said above, I hadn’t thought about this conversation in years. But a quick search shows that the guy must have worked for Audience – based out of Mountain View – which was my Caltrain station every day.

From Wikipedia:

Audience was the first company to have reverse-engineered the human hearing system and model its processes onto a chip, enabling computers and mobile devices to use the same kind of “auditory intelligence” that humans employ. By using this technology in conjunction with two or more microphones, background noise is suppressed, improving the quality of the remaining voice and reducing distraction for the listener. By using this technology in conjunction with two or more microphones, background noise is suppressed, improving the quality of the remaining voice and reducing distraction for the listener.

So that’s my one leak story. It’s not as exciting as finding a prototype in a bar, but I did manage to overhear how the new iPhone was going to listen.

There aren’t enough adjectives in the world to describe her giant-sized personality. So I’ll just say happy number six to the strongest girl I know.

I love our new world of always-on technology because it can provide empirical, digital evidence that validates the squishy, fuzzy experience of being human. It can prove you’re not crazy. That there is a reason for feeling the way you’re feeling.

I don’t have a good segue into this next paragraph, but one of the things I hate most about myself is I don’t think fast enough on my feet. It’s why I prepare so meticulously when I know in advance that I need to make an important point or defend my position. When an argument becomes heated, when I’m unexpectedly challenged without supporting evidence ready and within reach, I go full Costanza.

Given an hour to craft my argument, I can eviscerate the other side in a scathing email that makes my case. But on the fly, I fumble and back down in the face of a more aggressive opponent.

That doesn’t happen often, but it did today. And I could feel my body reacting, fumbling, and shutting down in real-time as it always does. Fight or flight? I noped right out of there. I packed up my bag and went home for the day.

The difference this time, since the last occurrence, is I was wearing my watch.

Were the stress and my body’s reaction real? Or imagined? (Does it matter?)

A 161 bpm heart rate during a contentious conference call sure seems to validate how I felt.

To me, that’s fascinating. The direct connection between a piece of aluminum strapped to your wrist and the emotions overwhelming your brain. A tenuous but verifiable link between digital and analog. An opportunity to recognize something tangible and make a change.

So when I arrived home today, I silenced and shut down every device and scheduled some vacation time for next week. In my out-of-office auto-reply, I even lied and said that I would be away without access to the internet or a cell phone.

Later, after sunset, I held my daughter’s hand and walked around our backyard in the pitch black for an hour. Me in my house shoes. Her with bare feet. We talked about the usual things that are top-of-mind to a six-year-old.

Why is it cold at nighttime but not really when it’s Summer?

Can wolves hear me with their long ears if I howl quiet?

What was that noise?

Where do bees go when it’s dark?

Where do ants live?

If I get a flashlight, will that scare away the lightning bugs or make them come closer?

A few weeks ago I built a niche little app idea dubbed MeetingBuddy. You choose a target app from a pre-defined list (or pick any app on your Mac) and a time interval and MeetingBuddy starts screenshotting that app’s windows.

Each recording session goes into its own folder

where all of the screenshots are organized by date. But! while this is all going on, MeetingBuddy is also OCR-ing any text found in the screenshots and storing that alongside each image in a sidecar file.

You end up with a folder of recordings for each session. Images and their corresponding text contents.

Why is this useful? Honestly, I’m not exactly sure that it is just yet. But here’s what I’ve been using it for.

1. I’ll start a recording session when I’m doing research. As I browse the web and look through source material, MeetingBuddy is like an assistant taking searchable notes of everything I see. You’ve always been able to search your browser history, but this lets you (to a limited degree) search the contents of your browser history during those periods of focused research as well.

(This all ties back to my Amnesia app idea, which COVID sorta derailed. Maybe I’ll get around to finishing that, too, one day. You can hear me talk about Amnesia on this podcast.)

2. The reason MeetingBuddy is called MeetingBuddy is because I originally intended for it to help me remember online meetings better. And it does! At work, we’re rarely on camera during our video calls, but we share designs and slide decks constantly. I used to scramble to screenshot the video window when I wanted to remember something. Now it’s automatic. At the end of the day when I’m collating my notes from earlier, I can save any worthwhile screenshots and discard the rest.

And whether you keep the screenshots and text files in folders on your Mac, or if you dump them into a digital brain like DEVONthink, it’s super easy to search and cross-reference the text of what was on screen with the full image.

I don’t yet know if MeetingBuddy will go anywhere, but if nothing else, it’s given me an excuse to learn some new macOS APIs I hadn’t dealt with before.

Here’s a demo:

And if you’d like to try MeetingBuddy, you can download it here. I can’t even begin to describe how completely unpolished it is. I haven’t run it on any Mac other than my own, but it should work. Probably. (And, suffice to say, MeetingBuddy collects zero information about what you record. All text processing and image capture is done locally on your Mac.)

Last March, I released Three Things Today. It’s a one-trick-pony Mac app that lets you schedule out your three main goals for each day on a calendar. It’s built around my two basic assumptions for getting work done:

1. There is only enough time to do three significant things each day. One goal in the morning, one after lunch, and another near the end of the day.
2. Your day will never go as planned, fires will happens, things will be delayed or droppped entirely. That’s OK. Accept that reality, plan for it to happen, don’t punish yourself.

Anyway, you can read more about the app and how it operates under those two assumptions.

The point of today’s post is that while I’ve been using Three Things myself for a year now, a very nice person was kind enough to email me last week and let me know that the version posted online had expired. My bad.

Here’s an updated build.

Also, this new version comes with an experimental new feature: iCalendar syncing!

You can add a public iCalendar (.ics) feed to Three Things, and it will display all day events / tasks within the app.

Why is this useful? For me, I’ve subscribed Three Things to the calendar feeds for my Trello boards that I track my software projects with. Most of my Trello cards (tasks) are undated, but in the rare case one has a due date, it will automatically appear in Three Things. More importantly, Three Things will enforce rule #1 and make sure I don’t overcommit myself on that day accidentally.