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Notes from “I’m Feeling Lucky”

I found [this book](http://www.amazon.com/Im-Feeling-Lucky-Confessions-ebook/dp/B004X7SYQI) fascinating, as it not only contains stories from the earliest days of Google, but does so from the perspective of someone in a creative role–[Doug Edwards](http://xooglers.blogspot.com/), Google’s first head of marketing and a person who helped set the tone of Google’s design and communication.

His insights are remarkably similar to what it’s like to design products there today–both the good and the bad. Fortunately, having Doug’s stories to draw on really help me understand the culture better and hopefully improve my work. I only wish I had read this book (and [his blog](http://xooglers.blogspot.com/)) 6 years ago!


*Notes and quotes* (with Kindle locations)

“Your greatest impact as an engineer comes through hiring someone who is as good as you or better,” he exhorted everyone who would listen, “because over the next year, they double your productivity. There’s nothing else you can do to double your productivity. Even if you’re a genius, that’s extremely unlikely to happen.” – 776

“That’s because marketing likes to lie,” Larry let slip. He smiled when he said it, but I sensed we were being held to account for everything engineers hated about the nonquantifiable world, with its corrupted communications and frequent flyer programs. God help anyone who offered a marketing opinion as if it were a scientific fact. – 815

“Let’s do a gap analysis,” I used to say at the Merc. “What’s the unmet need? Where’s the market opportunity? How much share can we gain?” Engineers hate that kind of thinking. If you’re an engineer with a brilliant idea, seeing it dumbed down or abandoned because it doesn’t test well is like watching a bully pull the wings off a butterfly. The right thing to do is build it regardless, to prove that you can and because building cool things is—well, you end up with cool things. – 1055

Google’s official office dress code was “You must wear clothes.” – 1620

A week later we changed the label back to “cached” and I plotted three new data points on my Google graph: Nothing was final until Larry said it was. Larry communicated directly to the people who could implement his decisions. Larry erased what he had etched in stone if the walls crumbled around him. – 1792

The madness was not without method. Not only did Larry and Sergey’s hyperbolic proposals force us to reason more tightly, but starting at the ideological antipodes exploited the full value of the intelligence in the room. After Larry or Sergey made one of their outrageous suggestions, nothing that followed would seem inconceivable. – 1945

Larry even hated the stiff black cardboard that agencies used to present creative campaigns—each concept perfectly center-mounted to convey greater gravitas. To Larry, a good idea was self-evident, even if scrawled on a wrinkled napkin in blotchy ballpoint. Ad agencies, he hinted, were full of bumbling simpletons and evil dissemblers. – 2495

“‘An order of magnitude is qualitative, not quantitative.’ When you go up by an order of magnitude, the problem is different enough that it demands different solutions. It’s discontinuous.” – 3008

If you want to make a killing trading tech stocks, find a friend in the t-shirt business between San Francisco and San Jose and ask to be alerted any time a rush order gets placed. – 3150

“Larry and Sergey had certain things they wanted worked on,” Gmail creator Paul Bucheit explained, “and there were these standing groups that were making up their own things and not doing whatever it was Larry and Sergey wanted.” – 3984

“So … what I underestimated,” he went on, “is that managers always make judgment calls. They have to in order to function. If you’re in a highly technical area, you can’t make good judgment calls if you’re not highly technical yourself. We changed at that point our strategy for hiring managers—away from coordination to saying that what matters most is technical leadership.” – 3994

Part of the power of Google’s brand was the cluelessly geek chic it projected, as though a site serving millions of users around the globe were being run by a handful of nerds who didn’t know any better than to put whatever struck their fancy on the homepage. I think I had a pretty good ear for that nerd voice and was able to channel it into the communications I crafted, but I also know that I always wanted to smooth out the rough edges and make things flow a little more nicely across the screen. It was the English major in me. Sand down too many protruding bits, though, and you end up with a perfect sphere that’s not terribly interesting. – 4322

> Does design do the same thing?

When users posted multiple correct translations, they earned editorial power to overwrite awkward or incorrect submissions made by others. – 4502

My role still had value, because I worked on the language that went into the product itself. But thinking about how users perceived the product, and the company as a whole, was a low priority. The product would speak for itself, so what mattered most was the technology and the cool things that could be done with it. – 4940

The day after the deal went live, John Bauer added code that boldfaced the keyword a user had searched for when it appeared in an ad, making it obvious that the ad was relevant. That single improvement increased clickthrough rates by four hundred percent. One engineer. One change. Four hundred percent. – 5296

For the rest, they gave the okay to go ahead. I quietly rejoiced. I had sold a branding campaign from the nation’s hottest ad agency to two guys who hated anything to do with marketing. It had taken four years, but I had figured out a way to work the system. – 6155

When I first arrived at Google, I felt strongly about things and was often wrong. Fortunately, Larry and Sergey ignored my ideas. I had learned from that experience. Now I felt strongly about things and was often right. Unfortunately, my ideas were still being ignored. I wasn’t sure which slight was more painful, but I suspected it was the latter. – 6340

To launch a radically new product from an established company, Paul asserted, you needed someone who not only believed in it but also was able to make the organization “do the right stuff.” – 6359

Cycling the Stelvio

So far, I have mostly constrained my European cycling targets to those within Switzerland (of which there are plenty, to be sure). But when a friend suggested we ride the [Stelvio Pass](http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stelvio_Pass) in Italy, Europe’s 5th-highest paved road and the 2nd-highest pass, it was like a new world opened up–cycling in another country on a day trip. I couldn’t join him then but vowed to do it before I left.

Of course, at 2757 meters (9045 feet) elevation, time was running short before the weather changed. The Stelvio is usually only open from mid-June to late September, blocked by snow the rest of the year. There is [an annual motor-free day](http://www.stelviobike.it/) as well, where cyclists take over all three summit roads. So when yesterday’s forecast for that event was clear and dry, I snuck out of the house early to pursue my goal.

I caught a train in pre-dawn darkness to Zernez, in the [Engadin region](http://www.engadin.stmoritz.ch/sommer/en/) of the Alps. The bike car was full of riders and machines; mostly mountain bikers heading for the single Swiss National Park. They boarded another bus while I started riding up the Ofenpass, my 700m “warm-up” climb. I could see my breath as I climbed in the cool morning air, which quickly heated up when I crested and descended into the town of Santa Maria.

I crossed the border with nary a glance from the customs officers, and continued descending into the town of Prato, the traditional start of the Stelvio climb. From there it was 25 kilometers and 1800 meters to the top. The organization had set up a little departure celebration with food and drinks, something they repeated at a few places up the climb and which was very welcome.

The climb started well, with shaded roads and steady gradients. I spotted the first of 48 countdown signs at the apex of the first of 48 switchbacks. Soon, however, we left the trees and shade behind and the switchbacks began in earnest, snaking their way straight up the mountain.

The views were incredible.

I met up with another friendly rider, even taller and bigger than me, and we rode most of the climb together. Near the top I was cramping frequently but managed to just hold it together until the summit. We enjoyed the view and the (thin) air while recovering with Cokes and sausage sandwiches (yes, even for me–3 hours of climbing does that to you).

Then it was time for our well-deserved reward: the downhill. I was headed back into Switzerland via the Santa Maria route, as was my friend. We finally got our revenge on the flyweights as we cruised effortlessly past them on the barren, moon-like upper slopes of the descent.

The amazing thing was that since most riders had already finished their climb, but the roads were not yet open for cars (they opened at 4pm; we started the descent at 3:30), we had a completely free path. It felt like it must in the Giro or Tour, with pristine mountain passes blocked off for your personal use. Not until the very bottom did we encounter the first few cars, after 30 minutes of free and clear descending.

Back in Santa Maria, my friend offered a ride in his big Mercedes van back to Zernez, which I gratefully accepted. That saved me another 700 meters of climbing and 90 minutes of riding. I spun out my legs for 7km to the town of Susch, and hopped on the next train.

I made it back to Zurich just before the skies opened up and rain cooled down the air. I think it even snowed on the Stelvio. And here’s what it looked like at 4pm today:

I’m glad I got my chance to suffer on the Stelvio.

Here are the video highlights (the long descent starts at 27:04):

The route map:

And all my photos from this epic day:

Bob Bike Shop

Awesome: there’s [an](http://www.bobshop.de/index.php?lang=1&tpl=&_artperpage=96&lang=1&force_sid=0f47494cf0edd19f624db4ebdc508894&cl=alist&searchparam=&cnid=2175fba2e3894b416b3fe8d0be2fef6a) [entire](http://www.bobshop.de/index.php?lang=1&tpl=&_artperpage=96&lang=1&force_sid=0f47494cf0edd19f624db4ebdc508894&cl=alist&searchparam=&cnid=29b6c91e5f4dbf217bd1f7be40d4d6e6) [range](http://www.bobshop.de/index.php?lang=1&tpl=&_artperpage=96&lang=1&force_sid=0f47494cf0edd19f624db4ebdc508894&cl=alist&searchparam=&cnid=32deb969b8c87820adfd86d740bcd76e) of cycling clothing with my name all over it.

Christmas is coming, folks…

A Swiss state of mind

Only a few of these resonate so far! You know you’ve been in Switzerland too long when..

I like California winters better when they don’t happen during Swiss summers. Wet and cold in late July!

15 seconds of fame

An Italian TV station came to Zurich to see the office and a coworker pulled me in to be interviewed. Check me out at 1:12:

Doing new things

> See, I am doing a new thing!
Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
I am making a way in the wilderness
and streams in the wasteland.

I guess all sorts of design [feel the same way](http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Isaiah+43&version=TNIV).

Doldertrail

Just found [this](http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SC43MERAJFA) 10 minutes from my house.

Uh oh.

Giro a Milano

It’s a special treat to be able to leave your house at 9am, travel to another country, watch the world’s greatest cyclist win the most difficult Grand Tour in recent memory in one of Europe’s most picturesque cities, and be home to sleep in your own bed that night.




Literally Unbelievable

I still remember the exact moment I realized that I didn’t have to believe everything I read in books; that some things that are printed are not actually true (it was embarrassingly late, I’m afraid).

Apparently [some people have yet to make that leap](http://literallyunbelievable.tumblr.com/).