My friend’s company, doing video trivia—now in a widget:

P-Thugg and Dave 1 make sweet, sweet music at Daryl Hall’s house.

This is a multipart post, in N stages. Kicking it off with the obvious:

• Krissy

A friend of mine used to ask me every day, “What was the best thing that happened to you today?” I love that question. Unlike the more pedestrian “how are you? or “how was your day?" it forces the person answering to think about a specific event, the entire day, and in a positive context. Even the worst of days, there’s something good—however small—that happens.

I took issue with the question for a while, because I thought it was too passive, the “happened to you” part leaving out self-determination, as if the person to whom the question was directed was an observer or passenger.

Today, after tweeting about sad pandas in the inner sunset, I recalled another panda and saw the question differently. Instead of being passive, it can be interpreted as very personal, an individual observation. Taken in pieces, “What was the best thing that happened?” and then further distinguishing the answer from an abstract sense by explicitly asking “to you.” The answer is then not small talk, scripted or someone else’s. It’s their own.

Sleepy. Looking forward to a reprise of this morning, waking up before the sun came up, the world outside was still and the light perfect. 100 crunches, 20 (sad, I know) pushups, then a motorcycle ride to MC for bouldering, flailing on the dozenth v1 without resting, then to Cento where I ended up pairing Blue Bottle with a talk with The Ex over refinances and mortgages. That part unfortunately will be reprised, I’m afraid not for the last time, either.

Looking forward to climbing with Case, Libby and Xis this week. 2nd year in a row I’ve failed to get lead cert in the gym over the summer. Think it’s because I’m so fat.

• Bon Iver playing with the entire crowd singing The Wolves

• Rodrigo y Gabriela. Doing anything. They could just sit there and their level of awesome would be greater than 95% of everything else on the planet.

• Noodles at Hotei

• Cowboy hats *

• Climbing King’s Mountain Road with the homies

• The Hetch Hetchy terminus. A Greco-Roman temple in San Mateo? Lolwut?

• Lolwut

• The Long Now Foundation

• particularly when paired with boots.

There are times when I wish you could favorite something multiple times. Legos! NES! Contra! Rrrreverting to childhood momentarily.

(via FFFFOUND!)

The best part of the day was before the city woke up, Potrero silent, the air smelled like North Dakota. Black-clad commuters huddled at the Muni stop on 17th and De Haro, cars and trucks meekly stuttered their way towards the Mission.

Uncertainty isn’t great.

Burning a CD of wedding photos for Steve and Kendal, the numbering looked funny—newer photos were before older photos. I realized the camera had rolled over on the image counter, and had started back at zero. I’ve had that camera since mid-December of last year, so it works out to about 11,000 photos total this year. Add another couple thousand from other cameras, and my average is approximately 50 photos/day, or a couple rolls of film. That’s crazy.