I made my first #hyperlapse! (at Sproul Plaza)



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We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?

Rest in peace.

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started making an egg-sausage scramble but ended up with a vegan tofu scramble

Today my roommate and I watched The Departed

Me: “Now that was a brilliant film. Did you see that—-“

Roommate: “That was the worst film I have ever saw in my entire life.”