A Very, Large, Boyfriend
How beautiful is this scene where Scott and Boof walk home? So beautiful, it is the first non-music video to be given the distinction of today’s daily dose of passion. The action picks up around 1:08 in.
Category: Musings
How beautiful is this scene where Scott and Boof walk home? So beautiful, it is the first non-music video to be given the distinction of today’s daily dose of passion. The action picks up around 1:08 in.
Category: Musings
Who is the better golfer?
Who will get us first?
Who was the best lawyer?
Must've been all that chocolate milk he consumed the last few years
Al Horford headed to his first NBA Finals at age 35. In no small part because Horford, at age 35, is still damn good.
By the time you get this issue of Release and read (if you do read) this little essay of mine, I will have celebrated my fortieth birthday. In my mid- to late-twenties, I had some romantic, highly exaggerated notions about an early death – taking off at thirty-three – joining the company of Mozart, Foster, Jesus, and other immortals who checked out in their early thirties. But this was a party I didn’t get an invitation to – a gang I didn’t belong in (me not being a genius and all). So, in Chicago I had my own party – celebrating the fun of being alive as opposed to the mystique of having an untimely death.
– Rich Mullins,killed in a car crash at 41 years old
But when I leave I want to go out like Elijah
With a whirlwind to fuel my chariot of fire
And when I look back on the stars
It’ll be like a candlelight in Central Park
And it won’t break my heart to say goodbye.