- $DECK - Whether he's in court defending himself or out on the town with Gronk after a Sunday victory, Tom sure does enjoy wearing his UGG boots.
I don’t understand people who say they don’t want to retire. Especially those who have the means to and just don’t. If I had the choice I would have retired yesterday. Now, when I say retire, what I really mean is having the freedom to be able to do whatever I want, whenever I want, without worry of financial burden
I love coming up with new ideas.
I come up with them on a daily basis to train the idea muscle—I picked up this trick from James Altucher. Sometimes they just pop into my head and I write them down somewhere. When I practice meditation and mindfulness the ideas come spewing out until my brain is empty—this is a new concept for me.
Last week I passed 100,000 followers on Twitter. Kind of cool—I guess.
This number is about as meaningless as Dow 25,000. But, humans love round numbers and milestones so I asked my wife if we could get balloons—you know, like the famous Instagrammers do when they hit big follower counts.
She vetoed me. Be humble she said. Touché. I didn’t actually want balloons, I wanted a steak. Imagine being so narcissistic that you want balloons to celebrate yourself.
This is the title of the TV show. The entire premise of the show is to put teenagers and college kids inside of a 1995 Honda Civic and drop them off in the middle of a city they’ve never been to before. They will be given a MapQuest printout to see if they can follow the directions to the finish line before time expires.
The rules are simple:
I got hit with a random drug test at work yesterday. The last time it happened was the day before my bachelor party—nice timing.
In my line of work it makes sense to drug test since people’s lives are potentially on the line if I make critical mistakes. What doesn’t make sense though is how the company’s drug policy aligns with reality. Let me explain.