The Kiss

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  “Ryabovitch pulled the bed-clothes over his head, curled himself up in bed, and tried to gather together the floating images in his mind and to combine them into one whole. But nothing came of it. He soon fell asleep, and his last thought was that someone had caressed him and made him happy—that something extraordinary, foolish, but joyful and delightful, had come into his life. The thought did not leave him even in his sleep. When he woke up the sensations of oil on his neck and the chill of peppermint about his lips had gone, but joy flooded his heart just as the day before.” The Kiss By Anton Chekhov (1860–1904)

Today I Am Realizing . . .

 . . . that YouTube is now eleven years old? Eleven! Well, "happy birthday," YouTube!

Ever since Max took us 20 minutes into the future, we've not looked back. Amazing how something gets fixed into a culture until one day, your just sitting there in a big green chair minding your own business eating a Swiss Cake Roll and watching CrossFit videos (hypothetically speaking, of course--who does that?) when it sneaks up on you, "when did you get here?"

Feels like its always been here. YouTube is such a major fixture of the internet that it's difficult to imagine what life was like before YouTube. Nearly everything's there from user content to corporations.

If I have to explain YouTube, then I feel even stranger. 

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