i have this one big big happy memory, and it's frozen somewhere in yale -- between ivy and east melange and yorkside and bar and hgs dining hall (many many long dinners here) and kline geology laboratory and LC and the path behind the graveyard and morse. somewhere in italy too (mostly sicily). in this memory, the people don't change or age; they' ( Read more... )

many many rounds of poker taught me not to not to fold in so easily, not to give up so easily. i tend to do that because i always underestimate myself. i may have to pay a price for staying in the game, but if poker is any indication of how real life works (actually, not at all but bear with me), the expected payoff for staying in the game is much ( Read more... )