Open source
MIT licensed, Rust and Tauri underneath, installers for Windows, macOS and Linux, and nothing that sends anything anywhere. The code is public because the decisions inside it are the part worth reading — including the builds that were dropped, and why. This list grows.
A LAN intercom. Hold a key, and the people you choose hear you.
A push-to-talk intercom for a local network — no internet, no accounts, no server. Opus over UDP, discovery by mDNS, packets sealed with ChaCha20-Poly1305.
A focus timer you drive from a terminal.
A Pomodoro timer whose interface is a command line, whose clock is a Rust state machine, and whose window drifts with the season.
These are claims the repositories back up. If any of them reads as marketing, the code is right there.
Every README records why something was chosen and what it cost — including the builds that were dropped and why. A decision without its reason is unmaintainable the moment the person who made it leaves.
A shortcut that did not bind is listed. A packet that fails to authenticate produces a visible room code mismatch. An installer that could not add its firewall rule is not shipped at all. The recurring question is never “does it work” but “how would you know if it did not”.
Installers measured in single-digit megabytes are not an accident of tooling. They are what is left after cutting 42 MB of audio down to its loop point and declining a bundle format that had to carry its own browser engine.
No accounts, no telemetry, no sync, no analytics. What speaks to the network speaks only to your own LAN; the rest opens no socket at all. Data lives in one file on the machine, and deleting it returns the app to a first start.
MIT, all of it. Fork it, ship it, put it on the machines in your workshop — no attribution required and nothing to ask us. If you are weighing whether we are the right people to build something for you, read the commit history rather than this page.
