“In the depths of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
Albert Camus
be your happiness, live your summer
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Loving sports, by definition, requires a certain suspension of disbelief and logic. We are all pouring our hearts and souls into cheering for men (and women) who do not care about us, who are not like us, who are not the type of people we would ever associate with (or even meet) in real life. We deify them because it is hard to find people to deify in the real world: Sports spans every age group, ethnic group, political persuasion, and all else that serves to divide us, separate us. We cheer for athletes because sports does not matter, not really. We cheer because sports is, ultimately, harmless.
It felt like a break, the moment when the tide crested, when we looked at the games, and their players, and ourselves, and wondered: Why in the world are we watching these awful people? It was a question impossible to answer.
I personally didn’t watch this load of crap that ESPN and LeBron pushed forth and am proud of that. Just when you think there’s one guy who might show some loyalty to not only his fanbase but to a devoted city and organization that has worshiped him for the last 7 years.
Nope, it’s just a business decision wrapped in a huge, unprecedented marketing campaign. Boo.
Bonus: Cavs owner Dan Gilbert tells us how he feels about this ridiculous and selfish debacle - in Comic Sans nonetheless! Awesome.
Hipster Dating (via leighalexander1)
Nailed it! Both hilarious and sad. Welcome to dating in Portland.
“Totally. We can have a discussion on how I do not believe in monogamy.”
Sometimes it’s just a circus of emotional retards who are more concerned with catching the band of the month than getting to know someone.
Keep Portland Closed Off. Heh.
Damn right, JP. Considering the fact that I’m not tough and can’t pretend to be tough, I opt for the gentleman route.
We do exist.
For me it’s all about balance. Because once football season returns you know what I’ll be doing every Sunday. One of my favorite metal bands will be in town next week and I’ll probably catch that show. Perhaps the morning after I’ll soothe my bangover with a nice outdoor brunch and a mimosa.
Balance :)
Rare 70’s Official BP Board Game (it’s the real thing, folks), promised all the ‘thrills of drilling’ offshore, with the first player to earn $120million being crowned the winner. Up to four would-be tycoons could compete at exploring for oil, building platforms and laying pipelines to their home countries. But BP Offshore Oil Strike players must also avoid the dreaded ‘hazard cards’, which state: ‘Blow-out! Rig damaged. Oil slick clean-up costs. Pay $1million.’
Ha. If only….
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Got my new Sperry top-siders on today with a fresh haircut, and this afternoon I’m headed back to Duchess for my initial suit fitting. Man time.
Mmm hmm, today’s gonna be ok.
