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Squared Eye Notebook: Can you Grok it? →
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When’s the next Grok you ask? Well that’s a hot little question. We’re asking ourselves that same question now, but I’d be surprised if we’ll be able to wait a whole year till the next one. There is a rumor that we may throw the next one in Brooklyn somewhere near The Beer Table, but I can’t confirm that.
I heard about Grok on Twitter that day it happened and was quite intrigued....
With some exceptions, what some call a pessimist, I call a realist; and I call myself that. I love a good bit of advice from another realist because I can trust it much easier. Bill Withers comes off as a realist in tis short trailer and says,
It’s okay to head out to wonderful, but on your way to wonderful you gonna have to pass through alright. And when you get to alright, take a good...
Striving
[EDIT] Exposure is overrated. I just want to do good work.
Being normal will always be easier on your heart, mind, and body. I don’t want to be normal, and I’m trying to become more OK with putting myself through the toughness that is exposure.
Do, fail, revise. Do, fail, revise. Succeed.
– That Was Me
You reflect what you want, not who you want to be.
– Erwin McManus
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Mom's Birthday
My mother’s turning 49 years old on Monday. She’s mentioned wanting to run a marathon when she’s 50 years old. I’m no expert, but it seems necessary to start training in the 49th year. More recently than she told us her dream to run a marathon, she has quit that dream and decided to be an “admirer of runners” instead. As her first son, or, just as someone who...
March 2011
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January 2011
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Reach out to your heros. You’ll find that most of them are really cool people....
– Noah Stokes, or @motherfuton, via Es Bueno
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A solution will only be as strong as the problem you find. Find a problem,...
Tonight I'm
falling asleep to the pouring rain plus Sigur Rós next to my bride and the dog at our waist. This is just about perfect, aside from my wandering mind that reminds me of how our comforter got so dirty…the dog. But, at least he’s sleeping right now.