James Harden is the Sisyphus of basketball. After an entire regular season of manipulating the rules he faces divine retribution for his deception as he approaches the summit, and is compelled to begin again at the base of the mountain
Oh my. The wet spot left behind by Harden was either not cleaned and/or improperly so. Dean Wade wipes out seconds later and the Pistons get a crucial wide open layup as a result.
it would seem that the value of the raw chicken comes from its potential. a raw chicken's destiny has not yet been written, whereas a rotisserie chicken's fate is sealed.
He moves through a realm not made for him, where order has replaced nature. A world that mirrors the shape of creation but improperly. The mechanisms hum like wind streams without souls, precise but hollow, lacking spirit. Where am I, he wonders.
Sometimes, I understand him.
Learned today the word “sanguine” exists in both French and English, both originating from the Latin “sanguis,” yet mean totally different things. Things don’t get much more interesting honestly
I like exercise names like “Romanian deadlift” or “Bulgarian split squat.” The addition of an Eastern European country adds a certain gravitas. I’m gonna invent something called the “Moldovan pushup”
Was the lead on a job last week so rented a car and drove everyone to the job site every day. Day 1 my Spotify automatically came on over Carplay and I turned it off. Coworkers said let it play after I asked if they were sure. They didn’t ask me to turn it on the rest of the week