”Whoever invented “spring forward” as a time keeping concept should be shot. You owe me a couple dozen hours.”
This week I have to be honest, I did very little media consumption. 451 more words
Time is a figure eight, at its center the city of Deja Vu.
The Olympics are over, and we’ve bid farewell to Sochi. In two and a half years we’ll reconvene in Rio for the 2016 Summer Olympics by which time Bob Costas should have bionic eye implants so as to guard against the disaster that was his pinkeye. 597 more words
And me I forgot it was tomorrow. I forgot my blog’s anniversary. You know it’ll make me pay for that. In all seriousness, I cannot fathom that it has been a year since I began this project. 95 more words