My name is Jaffry Jalal and I have nothing to sell you.

There is no “content” on this site. No high-value posts. No best practices. No how-tos, best-ofs, what-ifs. No critiques. No downloads. No `template literals`. No reusable components. No scalability. No adding to carts or bookmarking for later. No emojis. No selfies. No aspirational realness or press releases. No strategically-crafted life updates. No elevator pitches. No strat decks. No mission statement. No concept.

No, thanks.

This is like my personal homepage
on the interwebs.

Please welcome to my homepage
Click here
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This website is always under construction

One of my first websites was a CD review zine thing I maintained on Geocities. Like a classic tune let down by a bad music video, the dismal reviews I wrote were rivalled in mediocrity only by the naïve ’90s internet “aesthetic” of the site. [Editor’s note: THIS ISN’T HUMILITY, IT WAS INCONTROVERTIBLY TERRIBLE]

Then one week, while trying to recreate the visual look of Squarepusher’s Feed Me Weird Things for a review [THAT NO ONE WOULD READ], I discovered Adobe Photoshop on the Mac and I clicked my way into a new world of systems, standards, and sheep.

Jaffry is a designer who navigates the messy intersections of insight, ideas, and creativity with human-centred coffee runs.

From time to time, he refers to himself in the third person, which can be somewhat disorienting or sound like something really momentous is going to show itself. But inevitably does not. A mechanism primarily intended to maintain a healthy distance between his work and non-work self, Jaffry spends too much time on the web at home anyway.

Home-made Hypertext Products:

Sometime between the Asian financial crisis and the bust [THAT'S SOME SLICK TIMING], I started designing websites, Flash games, and interactive pieces under the moniker of ‘dullneon’. For fun and for money. It was a great way to earn cash to buy obscure books and rare CDs online to impress girls with.

Sadly, the girls weren’t impressed with my taste. Happily, prospective employers were.

For the past 18 years, I have worked as a creative in the guise of a web designer, art director, experience designer, and educator.

Once, at a job interview at an agency, I was asked what the greatest goals in my life were, to which I replied, Almost any­thing by Robbie Fowler. The creative director interviewing me didn’t laugh. Needless to say, I didn’t land the joke or the job.

People have trouble deciding if I am kidding. Or not.

I dislike the taste of papayas, prefer using pencils, and know the first eight digits of π.

To be honest, I was never a big proponent of the Oxford comma until I was persuaded otherwise by two former colleagues, a comic and a musician.

While I’m not against cloudy music streaming, I prefer buying music outright—fastidiously foldered FLAC files—if only to avoid the bifurcation of my existing collection.

Tragically, I listen to my high-fidelity digital music collection on a low-end Android phone because I like having a hand-held that can actually be used with one hand. There are some features I look for in a phone that haven’t quite made the leap to reality.

The Frankenfone 1818

  • 5.7” screen size
  • Android-iOS-BeOS hybrid operating system
  • 3 Back Cameras — Holga 120, Hasselblad 500C, and Horseman 4x5
  • Front-facing Anti-Selfie Auto-Taser Micro-Laser
  • Built-in Jack White guitar solo ringtones
  • Built-in Rajinikanth wallpaper library
  • Cat-powered Quantum Processor
  • SCSI-compatible connector optional
The Frankenphone 1818 is a magical, revolutionary device that will frankly change the world… starting in Frankfurt
The Frankenfone 1818
(SCSI-compatible connector not pictured)

[HARD TO TELL IF HE'S KIDDING OR DELUDED] I’ve always wanted a phone that could natively double up as a wireless Bluetooth mouse for any laptop. So until I can find some chumps on Kickstarter to pitch this to the future arrives, I’ll just get by with my OnePlus Nord.

Right now:

  • My phone has been offline for more than three hours.
  • My phone is on 80% battery.
  • Overusing the word staccato.
  • Clear sky outside my window here in Singapore. The temperature is 26°C, though it actually feels like 29°C.
  • Listening to M-State on repeat.
  • Have 12 unread emails waiting for me.

I’m a sucker for mailing lists. In my inbox, you’ll find unread mails from:

I recently finished reading nothing, by nobody.

I borrow/buy more books than I probably should. [HE WAS A BOOKWORM KID AND IT SHOWS] Every time I get a new book or ten, the unread books on my shelf always laugh at me. My e-books are much more polite and don’t do such things. Because when I can’t see them, I don’t remember they exist.

But the more I try to think back,
the more it all starts to unravel.

In case I forget,
I take lots of pictures.

My long-term memory is uploaded to the hard-drive commonly known as the internet. Visual memories on VSCO, music listening history on, people I know on a CardDav server, and so on. Once upon a memory when I had a stable IP address, I ran my own mail server. It wasn’t that hard [ACTUALLY IT WAS] though it was a lot of work. Probably even more work now with all that spam.

For unsolicited messages regarding pills, thrills, or Nigerian wills, please write to

That is Experiment #5322 [THIS NERDY REFERENCING IS EXHAUSTING] where I naively test if spam harvesting bots stop scraping after the first unobfuscated email address they detect. You, dear reader, can be the second mouse who gets the cheese.

You can mail me at, or fax me at work.

Sure, you can find me on LinkedIn, but the benefit of staying professionally connected with people smarter than me only very marginally outweighs the convulsing stream of crap the feed algorithm serves up.

Social media software can be such a pain in the ass.

(An obligatory XKCD comic)

(Please refer to the original, comic for the alt-tag hilarity)

I deleted Facebook and Instagram after they became an exhausting parade of product peddling, plasticised positivity, and political prattling. [ACTUALLY HIS ARTY PICTURES OF CATS AND SUNSETS AND RAINDROPS DIDN'T GET ANY LIKES] This newly excavated Quality Time™ enabled me to build this website where I have had a wonderful time talking at you.

This site was built with Tachyons, VanillaJS, and regular HTML5. Real-time data from Tasker and Weatherbit.

*I use and recommend Firefox.

I could talk all day about why we should all use Firefox, but I’m kinda in the middle of James May: Our Man in Japan right now. That’s right, the Quality Time™ saved from getting out of social media [WHICH COSTS NOTHING] is spent on streaming TV [WHICH COSTS MONEY]. Gotta live up to the paradoxical nature of the alter-ego moniker from time to time, yes?

So until next time…