When it’s nice out, I run in short shorts, no shirt, and a watch. Most people don’t care, but there are some raised eyebrows and even some shouts from cars or punk kids across the street trying to impress their friends. Most are questioning my sexuality.
Now that we’re in short shorts / no shirt season, I expect the usual looks, but have noticed a friendlier tone from people, and I think I know why – The Pink Watch
I bought a pink watch about 6 months ago because it was a little cheaper than the others and have been wearing it ever since.
You’d think that because these people are questioning my sexuality, by adding the pink watch I’d receive MORE comments. However, it’s been the exact opposite.
The pink watch removes all doubt that I’m gay to these people. It’s essentially my gay flag that I’m flying while I run, and in this day and age, you do not harass gay people for being gay (or ideally anyone for being anything).
My point being this – yelling Fag! to a straight person usually won’t result in much. But yelling Fag! to a gay person could become way bigger.
My theory is that the usual hecklers have learned this in recent years and changed their behavior. If they saw me in short shorts, it wouldn’t cross their mind that I’m actually gay. But the pink watch makes them think twice, and they decide to not say anything
So by appearing more gay, I actually get less gay comments.
Emlamb showed this to me and asked if I thought it was as stupid as she did. The backstory is this:
This girl qualifies for the 400m hurdles finals in her college conference meet.
She tears Achillies like 100 meters into the final.
She finishes the race scoring one point for her team.
Everyone calls her a hero for finishing.
There are two sides to this argument.
She’s a hero
She tore her Achilles and ran through the pain to score the point. She’s the female version of Derek Redmond.
She’s a dumbass
She ran 300 meters on a torn Achillies and probably risked doing more serious / permanent damage to herself than she already did.
What do I think?
I’m torn (Ba-dum Tss!). I understand finishing because you’ve been so set on doing that, but hypothetically, if the doctor was like “You would’ve been fine had you stopped, but now you’ll never be able to walk again for the rest of your life”, she’d probably have said “Okay, fuck the point, I’m stopping.”
I don’t know the actual odds of that happening (she had surgery and is fine). The point seems important now, but in the grand scheme, swallow your pride and walk it out.
I don’t know why my “real” name is Samuel. When I fill out my name for a flight ticket, I have to write Samuel so that it matches my license, but for everything else in my life, I’m Sam.
Whenever you’re trying to think of whether something makes sense or not, try explaining it to an alien:
So when someone is born we give them a name, but then we like never actually call them by that name, we call them some shorter version of that name. Like absolutely no one acknowledges that real version of the name, but on legal documents, like the most important things out there, we call them by the name that no one calls them. We easily could have just named them the short name in the first place to avoid all this confusion and have just like, one version, but fuck that.
Drew Mackin is the only person who consistently calls me Samuel. To everyone else on the planet I’m Sam.
My children will have one name. Since I’m a man of efficiency, I’ll leave as little room for error as possible, their names are just going to be one single letter.
A Stortz – first one right out of the womb (I initially spelled it whoom, whoopsies.)
Getting the #1 overall pick last night was reward for our patience and a sign that the process is turning into progress. It took 3 long years. With players like Ben Simmons (19), Joel Embiid (22), Jahlil Okafor (20), Dario Saric (22), and Nerlens Noel (22), we have a REAL shot at being GREAT.
Of course it may not work out, but I’d much rather be where we are now (coming off a 10-72 seasons with those players), than the Sixers of 5 years ago who went 41-41, got the 7 seed, and lost in the first round. We could have stayed in that cycle, and it would have sucked.
For Hinkie fans, it’s bittersweet. He set us up to be where we are but he won’t reap much of the credit / reward when the Process pays off. When the Sixers win it all, Hinkie will be a largely glossed-over name, but the die-hards and knowledgeable NBA fans will realize that the Process worked.
There was a 5k this morning that I was undecided about running. Whether I ran or not hinged on how my Saturday went.
Here’s the series of events beginning Saturday morning:
>7 mile run >Meet Tom and Jordan for bowling >Bowl 10 games while casually drinking >Go home >Get dinner with Rob >Start power hour with Rob and Abud >Puke 6 beers in >Go out for one drink >Get a slice of pizza >Get in bed by 12:00 >Wake up at 5:30 (couldn’t sleep)
I drove to Wawa for a coffee and some Saltines then headed over to the race. I was a little dehydrated and pooped four times before the start, but other than that felt okay.
The race started and me and one bro were out fast-ish. For the next 1.5 miles this guy would stay 5 meters behind me, but I threw in a surge up a hill and he broke. I finished in 17:00 exactly with second being 17:48.
I guess this goes to show that I have no idea what I’m doing the day before a race. Personally I think the power-hour puke was my savior.
Would I have really run 16:30 or faster had I done nothing yesterday? I don’t know, I don’t think so, but it’s possible!
Maybe I can have my cake and eat it too, just get hammered before every race and still do well somehow. Might have to try it again next time!
On the (extremely long) list of movies I’ve never seen was Scarface. So last night, I passed on the drinking, or bowling, or whatever else, and decided to knock Scarface off the list.
A solid 6/10.
Tony Montana just doesn’t take shit from anyone which is why it’s entertaining, but for being just under 3 hours I was hoping for a bit more to actually happen. His rise to power is decently exciting, but his relationship with his wife and friends all seem so under-developed.
The incestual relationship with his sister was weird, and I don’t even know what happened at the end. They mentioned the Diaz Brothers a few times, so I assume that’s who killed him, but it was completely unclear. I just looked it up and it was Sosa’s people, not the Diaz Bros. Poorly explained.
The bro with the shotgun and glasses was hysterically bad.
I’m glad I watched it since it’s considered a “classic”, but I don’t know why it’s considered a classic and I definitely wouldn’t say it’s a “good” movie.
Also, the 80’s soundtrack, specifically Push It To the Limit, seemed like a joke. I guess that’s the 2016-me talking. But seriously, listen for 30 seconds and tell me it’s not like a Team America Parody.
It’s Day 3 of the conference and I have 30 minutes until my next session! Figured I’d sneak in a blog with a short recap.
If you watch Silicon Valley, all I can say is that it is 100% spot on. These tech people are exactly as the show depicts. Everyone’s got their phone, laptop, anti-social-ness, etc. on full display. To be fair, people are actually pretty friendly, but it’s a very real depiction of the show.
Jess and I went to the Phillies Braves game yesterday which turned out to be really good. The ball park was pretty empty and Jess biffed a foul-ball grab by about 3 inches and the guy next us to got it. The Phils held on in the ninth in a thrilling finish.
We came back from the game and headed to the conference-sponsored concert featuring Stevie Wonder. We showed up late but the drinks were free and Stevie was going HAM. Stevie wrapped up the concert with some subtle anti-Trump talk so I started chanting “MA-GA! MA-GA!” and got kicked out of the concert. Just kidding about that last part.
Attending sessions and talking to people makes me feel like I know what I’m doing and am valuable to my company. Whether that’s true or not, who knows, but at least I FEEL that way.
My recommendation is to always travel if possible. I’m very lucky that I have the opportunity to do so so often, but my word to others would be to never turn down the chance to go somewhere. These four days in Atlanta for this conference are way more unique and character building than the four days I would have spent in the office.