Supertramp on the brain
I just realized I love Supertramp and always have. WTF. What else do Ilove that I don’t know that I do?
— John Tolva (@Immerito) March 21, 2012
Really the only way to get this out of my head was to mess with it.
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Answer: barely, with a few modifications.
Some behind-the-scenes of my work life.
The All Iowa Lawn Tennis Club!
"Before we rolled out through the gate, I’d tell myself that I didn’t need to worry, because I was already dead. The only thing that mattered was that I did my best to make sure everyone else came back alive."
"The problem wasn’t that Sisyphus had to roll his boulder up a hill forever; it’s that he had to roll it alone."
Same with me, clowns, same with me.
I'm here for the needless politicization of tennis versus pickeball.
Biomimicry meet reclaimed waste product.
"Cities are where we see each other. People who don’t want to see hate that."