QOTD
"Nobody gets up to get a beer during a fight."
- Don Cherry on hockey fights, source: Why the Red Wings Don't Fight
Huzzah!

Great name: Dr. Larry Brilliant.
Well, pretty good.
I just imagine Dr. Larry's birth. The doctor hands the swaddled newborn to his mother, "What are you going to name your son, Mrs. Brilliant?"
"Um, I like the name Larry, actually."
"Larry. Really? Larry. Hmm."

Anyway, Dr. Brilliant is a Google (well, now ex-Google) genius who's starting some $100M do-gooder fund to "raise awareness" on 5 issues: climate change, water scarcity, pandemics, nuclear proliferation, and conflict in the Middle East.

QOTD
"We have, I think, five to 10 years to get ahead of these problems."
- Not Larry Brilliant, but some guy working with him, source: link
5-10 years, huh. Maybe Larry's not so brilliant after all.
Nothing warms my cockles like geniuses doing dumb things.

Great night last night... karate practice with the big boys, then mini-burgers at the Buffalo Wild Wings reading my (excellent) investment book. On one of their littlest (of many) TV's, they were showing a replay of a 1989 Bull playoff game against Cleveland. 20 years ago. Sigh. It was the game where Michael Jordan hit the buzzer beater over Craig Ehlo. It was MJ's most important shot as a pro to that point and the first, of many, important Bull playoff victories.

I looked around and wondered what percentage of the patrons had any memory of the game... or the Bull 1990's experience. And Michael Jordan. I wondered if they had an inkling of what they missed. Michael Jordan. The best basketball team of all time. Shoot, the best sports fan experience of all time.

I swigged my beer, smiled, and then wondered if maybe I'm just a sentimental, doddering fool.
Probably a little of both, eh.
silent sunday... yow, bill

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