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Subjugating the Wild Animal

I'm staying with a friend of mine who is a very successful executive. He used to work from home before getting a huge contract at a Fortune 100 company, so he's not in his home office any more. He invited me to stay here, and so I'm sleeping in the office of an incredibly successful executive, investor, director of some large public companies, and otherwise incredibly prolific and brilliant guy.

It's 99% pleasant. We get to have brilliant conversations about money, strategy, investing, history, governance, travel, and so on in the evenings and weekends. I normally don't like chaos, but the home office is the most wonderful blend of chaos I've ever worked in. It's stacked with stuff - a couple of iPads, old discarded smartphones and Blackberries, a wireless printer, luggage, filing trays, tables. On the top shelf out of reach is a gigantic Grey Goose bottle, a painting of Buddha, and some sort of ornate chest.

The 1% of unpleasantness? My friend has a gigantic wolfhound. In the morning, someone picks up his dog and cares for it during the day, and the dog comes back at night.

It's a beautiful dog. But it doesn't respect anyone except my friend, and it wants to jump all over me or whoever else is nearby. He's clawed the hell out of my arms and I've got cuts on them. I need to study basic dog survival techniques post-haste because it's a little ridiculous.

This dog could cause massive problems for anyone. It's huge. It's enormous, with tons of weight and power and energy. And it's a hyper dog that doesn't like being inside, and we're on the 16th floor of a highrise.

Eleven Days of Testing my Tastebuds

On Runner's Ravings

By Steven Chaffin, Jr.

Good morning, fellow herbivores! The vegan life continues, and I am overjoyed to be on this journey. Many people think that this is a masochistic, unnecessarily difficult challenge. “You’ve really gone overboard now,” they say. They fail to realize that this is the happiest, and most adventurous I’ve ever been with my diet.

The more I venture into my dining halls and restaurants, the more I explore. This journey stems from my ever-growing need to increase the variety of foods at my disposal, to maintain my health and sanity. As I said, I am pleased with my diet, but if I do not introduce more protein- and calcium-rich foods, my body will take a beating. I chose, finally, to be the awkward man in a line of carnivores that orders “the vegetarian option” shamelessly.

Take a look at my diet from yesterday.

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