I guess this is a good time to announce we are currently in the process of building a set for an interview with Elon. Will be finished next month and should be legendary. Elon - lmk if you're in

>>> when you meet a girl who is the same kind of retarded as you and so now you’re eating gyros on the beach together

and everyone disagreeing with E because “it’s the cheap part of Europe” …like dawg E includes the French Riviera, all the big Italian metros like Milan and Venice, and then there’s Istanbul which holy hell you can spend some money there let me tell you

there is nothing better in this universe than an airport beer literally nothing at all

Unpopular opinion: (I might get yelled at) You don’t want a 992 3RS. You think you do because of what you see on social media and the flexing all day long. For those that are familiar with the car, it’s actually a very boring car under 100mph. It is SO capable, that it needs to be pushed on a track to even get remotely close to what it can do. On normal roads and highways you don’t even get close to 50% of what the car can do. While this is true with many supercars, I feel there’s many others that can give you an amazing thrill without needed to push so hard. I stand by a 992 3RS under 100mph is a pretty boring car.

OMG, do you know how much of a flex this is?? 😭

Kate and I spent the weekend forest bathing. A cabin in deep woods, a river feeding the ocean, tides marking the day. We hiked, watched, listened, and smelled. We let the quiet settle. By Sunday morning, my resting heart rate dropped by 10%. The storms of the modern world were shedding. We were eating lunch inside while looking out onto the serene river, playing 20 questions. As we probed to discover what object the other had identified, we watched several flies struggle against the glass as they tried to get outside. It was beyond their intellectual capacity to understand the concept of glass and to improvise a plan to take an alternative route to get back where they belonged. In our normal gaze we look past the flies to the trees and the river. Kate and I wondered what else we miss moment to moment. Most of it, probably. We are powerful and weak, all-seeing and oblivious, free and trapped. The modern world is our glass. On Sunday morning I asked Kate to draw what she was feeling. She was reading a book and sketched onto the open page, which happened to be the dedication and read “sine qua non”, the one without whom, not. The quiet of the forest sharpened what I could notice. The flies on the window. Kate across the table. A dedication in a borrowed book that became, by accident, hers to me. Are all trapped behind glass we cannot see?