"I wish there was a way to know you’re in the good old days before you’ve actually left them."
— Andy Bernard / Ed Helms (from The Office)
Taking a weekend trip with some high school buddies up to SF. Words cannot describe how excited I am. We’ve been talking about this for months, and I was thrilled when we were able to align our busy schedules and settle for this weekend.
Looking forward to whatever adventures await us!
No seconds by Henry Hargreaves.
Recreated photographs of last meals.
How the NBA’s aggressive new defensive strategy — packing the paint — has forced coaches to reimagine scoring. Plus: the Cavs’ pitiful D, in praise of pregame intros, and what happens when shooters get cranky.
Interesting analysis on the evolution of NBA defensive schemes.
How the N.R.A crushed background checks.
An outstanding op-ed piece by Gabrielle Giffords. A sad day in American politics - those 45 senators who voted against the measures need to take a step back and really think about what they’ve done.
The NRA won this one, but this is merely the first round. Game on.
This guy would rather look at his phone than take a picture with Kevin freakin’ Durant. Sad, sad times.
Fear that I have fallen back to routine. Fear that complacency has taken a stranglehold upon me - 3 months have passed and I am no closer to deciding my future path; Tomorrow will become Today will become Yesterday will become 6 Months Ago. June beckons, beckons with a wry, mocking smile.
These halcyon days of youth will soon part and give way to a sea of uncertainty. What if June comes and I still have no answer? Was it a mistake to leave that full-time job?
No, I must take control of my destiny, banish these corrosive thoughts that poison the well of achievement.
And so I trudge toward the unknown, yet with unbridled ambition and renewed fervor.
TDLR: I should probably spend less time on Facebook
|Me:||I'm on spring break.|
|Everyone I interacted with last week:||Oh you mean eternal spring break?|
My Wife’s Fight With Breast Cancer
one of the saddest and most beautiful photo essays I’ve ever seen.
The Battle We Didn’t Choose. The only war worth fighting for.
That was incredible.