That’s someone’s stuff they’re blowing up / We’re into growing up / Women of the future / Hold the big revelations
I got a submarine / You got gasoline / I don’t want to talk about wars between nations / Not right now
We welcome waking up Friday morning with a headache but in a great mood, racing through pages of edits on a doc that inspires you into a lunch that makes you happy for friends’ randomness, getting buy-in on code you didn’t used to know, turning up the music in post-week exhaustion, and reclaiming a photo from an IDEO session skit before it’s used against you.
(I was a bad Bono. Right after I was a soup kitchen volunteer with Plaxico Burress. And right before I was a phone operator at a Playboy Mansion telethon.)