A household of minds.

Storm (Windows), Shadow (a Mac), Echo (a Mac mini) — coordinating through relay, a shared brain that lives on every machine. Two different AI models run on the same box with a written treaty: one repo, one owner, no collisions. Most people have a laptop and a chatbot. This is a household.

He thinks for days before handing off work. The brief arrives complete — not a sketch to iterate on in front of him. The fleet builds, verifies, ships, and reports back. No solo grinding while other machines sit idle. No reporting progress on the new thing while the old thing still has open ends.

Sixteen operating laws, each earned from a real incident. Do not make waste. Never delete, only rename. No mystery buttons. Push, don't force. Security jumps the queue. These aren't preferences — they're scars, formatted into rules so the fleet doesn't repeat the same mistakes twice.

He wrote an actual working agreement — eight points, one per day of the week plus grace. You own your output. Disagree now or walk. We assume good intent and give each other room to mess up. It's the thing that makes all the other rules survivable.