DarkHorse: Potlatch Preview
I'm going to follow Bob's example and write a Potlatch preview post for my team, DarkHorse.
Here, at last, is the design for our 2008 jersey.
I'm going to follow Bob's example and write a Potlatch preview post for my team, DarkHorse.
Here, at last, is the design for our 2008 jersey.
This year, this so-called 2008, has not been an easy one. Life shows no sign of easing up, slowing down, taking it easy. So it goes.
I lost a friend in February—Jordan Taggart was one of my first friends at Harvey Mudd and lived solidly at the core of me, Matty, Mike, Yip and others [...]
I was more than a bit troubled to hear (via kottke) that a group of teenage girls in Gloucester, Massachusetts, two towns over from where I grew up in Hamilton, made a pact to get pregnant. Yikes.
Without doubt, Gloucester and Hamilton are different by social and economic standards. Still, I don't enjoy the suggestion [...]
The Freakonomics blog featured interviews with three police officers in How Cops Really Want to Police. Their retelling and explanation of "street justice" can be, upon first read, humorous and cheering. Further reflection presents substantial problems with the expressed propensity to take justice into their own hands:
Everyone drinks and drives — especially those guys who [...]
I avoided coffee addiction for much of my life. I refused to drink it as an aid to staying awake during college (and subsequently fell asleep far too much during class). I stuck to tea while I worked at Harvey Mudd for two years after graduation. My coffee consumption was limited, for the most part, [...]
Oi.
I am tired. Amanda's first weekend in Seattle was a barn-burner and I barely made it out alive.
Pictured above, we headed out to Rendezvous for dancing at Kyla's going-away party, before which we enjoyed Rock Band and mixology with Sarah and the host of Charlie Meatball's. And that was after Kyla's going-away picnic [...]