Matt Webb writes about seizing the remote work hill:

So an ice cream van that pulls up, jingling out the MIDI version of Josh Wink’s Higher State of Consciousness at 11am, everyone on the street downing tools and heading out for a caffeine hit and to catch up with friends?

My workplace has not changed at all due the pandemic—it’s still just me and the machines in our underground church bunker—but I would welcome the chance to punctuate my day like this with all the other hidden toilers. As it stands, most days I don’t lay non-Zoom eyes on a single soul.

Postscript: Jeff Douglas (yes, That Jeff Douglas), once had a Piaggio Ape set up as a mobile espresso shop in Toronto; Machine Mobile gave up the ghost in 2018. That would have been perfect for this remit.