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This might be a very guitar circle-style post, and for that I apologize in advance. Before we get deep into it, though, I need to throw a little personal context out there.
Last Wednesday, I got shit-hammered during the day because, well, I don’t really know why. I was probably just generally depressed. I ended up having about 12–14 beers across the course of probably 11:50am until 4pm, and I was pretty out of it. No bueno.
As a result, I decided I should double down on going to the gym and being a more functional adult, and in good news, I’ve been to the gym 5 times in the last 7 days. Nice.
Well, yesterday at the gym I listened to Brene Brown and Melinda Gates on “the moment of lift.” In general I like Brene Brown, and I once quoted her in a favorite post of mine about the second act of life, but admittedly sometimes she can be a little tedious. The devil on my left shoulder thinks she is a huge force among bored suburban housewives — the same demo that eventually comes to believe Fauci is an actor — and not much else, but I think it’s probably bigger and broader than that.
So, this podcast episode is pretty good, and there’s a few stories about how Bill and Melinda met, including drinks in Bellevue (WA) Town Center and a dinner in NYC. Meet cute! Billionaires! I digress.
