I know what I want for my birthday.

I want people to be as excited about something–anything–as I am. I want to have a good idea and talk to a dozen people about how possible it is. I want us to throw ideas around, think about plans, figure out what we already have and what we would need, and how we could get it.

It’s been such a long time. I have so many ideas, so many dreams, and no one else has any enthusiasm for any of them. Just for a few hours, I’d like to have my friends at least pretend to be interested in something.

While it’s really tempting to blame local culture… I think it’s local culture. Houston is far more committed to its problems than it is to solving them.

For Christmas… I want us to actually do something.

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