“Tomorrow, as part of a double date, I am going to see High School Musical: On Ice. I’m mostly (okay, completely) going for for the company of my friends than anything else, but let’s go over that previous sentence again: I am going to see High School Musical. On motherfucking ice. Seriously, how old am I again? What gender am I?”
—ernie hsieh, little, yellow, different, explaining how every very smart people can end up in very silly places when friendship, love and real life are allowed to bloom (translation: it ain’t web 2.0 all the time, no matter what anyone tells you).
“Tomorrow, as part of a double date, I am going to see High School Musical: On Ice. I’m mostly (okay, completely) going for for the company of my friends than anything else, but let’s go over that previous sentence again: I am going to see High School Musical. On motherfucking ice. Seriously, how old am I again? What gender am I?”
—ernie hsieh, little, yellow, different, explaining how every very smart people can end up in very silly places when friendship, love and real life are allowed to bloom (translation: it ain’t web 2.0 all the time, no matter what anyone tells you).