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Leaving Nola

A local Hornet's fan is still upset about Chris Paul leaving New Orleans and going play for the Los Angeles Clippers. Being bitter about a player leaving his original team is a battle you'll never win. Chris Paul was under contract to play for the Hornets, once the contract is up, it's completely his choice on where he goes. An analogy I can use is these offshore workers that start at one job, and 3 years later they have 4 other jobs on their resume. Loyalty goes out of the window when it's to better yourself.

Chris Paul understood that a bigger market would benefit him in the peak years of his career. It was bittersweet because he would've preferred it happen in New Orleans. But fast forward years later, and the Pelicans are no closer to a ring than they were when he left—and Anthony Davis is a superstar in the making that has zero relevance to the media. Nobody knows who he is. A small market like Nola is doing nothing for Anthony. If you take away the emotions and think logical about why he left, it'll make perfect sense for you.

Chris Paul, at this point in his career, is playing on an elite team with complete dominance in almost every category—and it's STILL a chance he won't make it to the finals. That doesn't leave much room for argument when it comes to staying with a shaky Pelican team.

House of Cards

Last year, Netflix released House of Cards, a TV series starring Kevin Spacey as Frank Underwood, a congressman who weaves his way through the ranks. Season One consisted of 13 episodes landing on Netflix all at once, without the typical weekly buildup that most television shows use to their advantage. These episodes didn't even have titles; they were listed as Chapter 1 through 13, giving me a familiar route to travel—like a book. No episode was more important than the next one, and no episode title distracted me from the only title that was important: House of Cards.

I just finished Season Two, which also had 13 episodes (Chapters 14 through 26), and even though it lacked the same intensity that Season One had, it still raised the bar for what original content should look like—and I walked away satisfied with the story progression.

I'm a huge fan of the way Netflix is handling their shows. With Season One, I watched all 13 hours during one weekend, but with Season Two, I watched them occasionally over two months. However I wanted to consume the story of a corrupted White House, the choice was mine. I'm just glad we're getting these kind of options.


With so much going on out there, and with the pressure of becoming more popular than your original self, take a step back and reflect on what's truely important.

The urgent desire for a successful business, and the fear of losing business, drives a good person to do sleazy things.

As a writer, I could easily get caught up in the numbers. It's easy to be brainwashed by the play counts, purchases, site views, likes—the list goes on. But I'd like to stand my ground now, and let everyone that visits my site know that I'm not chasing the attention. I only want you. I write and record with only one person in mind. If I can capture just one person's heart with something I create, then I feel like I succeeded.

Leo Babauta:

What if, instead, you had confidence in your business? You created something of value and believed it would help people? You made its value and how much it helps people your metrics.

[...] All you’d do is create great things, and people would spread the word for you. You’d opt for simplicity and trustworthiness.

You build confidence by putting everything you have into what you’re building. By listening to people and seeing whether what you’re doing is helping, resonating. Adjusting if needed. Those who don’t come to you … you let go. What you’re building isn’t for everyone.

The minute I start trying to appeal to the masses, that'll be the day I betray that one person I'm aiming for. I always believed in sincerity—and I think that me focusing on a single person, rather than an entire audience, has helped me keep a voice that is personable. I hope that you can appreciate the route that I'm taking with my creations.

2014 NBA Playoff Preview

After 82 regular season games, the playoffs are finally about to start. 16 teams (8 from Eastern Conference and 8 from the Western Conference) are ready to duke it out to the finish line, and only one will be crowned as the champion. In the East, there's the Pacers and the Heat, the only two teams that are in discussion for making it out alive. The other 6 are just innocent bystanders. In the West, more than half of the teams are capable of making a run for the title. The Spurs, Thunder, and Clippers are the more dominant teams out of the 8, but the other 5 are no push-overs. As each series unfolds, who has what it takes to survive?

Now, before we go any further, I must warn you: you'll see a lot of people jumping on and off of bandwagons as the playoffs wind down. The team that's beginning to stink it up, their fans will move on from them to find a new, more interesting team that's actually winning. This isn't odd, all of your friends are doing it. It's not respected at all, but it happens. Loyalty goes out the window when a person's pick is concerned. They want to be a winner, and they want to root for the team that's winning now. The casual fan has no idea what it feels like to follow a team to the end, and then become heartbroken when things don't go as planned.

Clippers Preview

I watched all 82 games from the Clippers this season, and I witnessed a team that went from being one dimensional, to a team that evolved into a well versatile group that knows how to spread the ball around, not limiting themselves to just pick-and-rolls with Chris Paul.

The Clippers went through injury after injury and never flinched. I was very impressed by this. After being without Chris Paul for nearly two months, of course he was missed, but they won games just fine without him. J.J. Redick missed more than half the season due to back issues. The injury list goes on, but the point is, for a team that had as many injuries as the Clippers had, the fact that they ended the regular season as the number 3 seed says it all. Depth and chemistry really worked in their favor this year.

But what the Clippers did in the regular season with all of their accomplishments is now irrelevant. The regular season is over, and now, the playoffs are here. This is where everything they worked towards begins to matter. All of those games they played are now considered warm ups. The real games are here, the pressure is on, now the question is, will they let that pressure make them a champion, or will they crack under that pressure and go home?

Chris Paul, for the first time in his NBA career, has no excuses. This is the best team he's ever played with, and they actually have a chance to win it all this year. The Clippers are deep, with lights-out shooters, and a center in Deandre Jordan that has a chance to win Defensive Player of the Year. Paul also has help with a dominant sidekick in Blake Griffin, who now is more than just a dunker. Add all this up with the fact that the Clippers now have Doc Rivers, a head coach that puts them in the best position to win each game—and you have the recipe for success.

I believe in this team, but what I think, or what anyone else thinks doesn't matter anymore. The only thing that matters is what happens on the court. They have to go out and prove to the world that they are champions.

Woman Crush Wednesday

Once upon a time, there was a girl named Fragile. She was a beautiful girl, but she wasn't sure. So, on those uncertain days, she would take pictures of herself for the world to approve. Some days, everyone would cheer and scream and remind her of how pretty she was. But other days, there was nothing. She would hear crickets, and sometimes the crickets would even laugh at the embarrassed girl. And anytime the crickets laughed, that was considered a bad day.

Every Wednesday, she would wake up early, put on her makeup and then stare at the phone. No matter how long it took, she waited. After an hour of silence, there it was. The kitchen table vibrated from the alert on the screen, the phone lit up with excitement, and she glimpsed at it with a confident smile. Across the screen it read "#WCW", the code that reminded her the one thing she needed to hear: she mattered. Woman Crush Wednesday. Only the important girls got these, and she knew that without a doubt that she was important. She had to be. If her name wasn't attached to a #WCW, did she really exist?