I just got out of a cold shower. It was my second shower in five minutes.

During shower one the water was hot. I kept looking at the hot water nob wanting to turn it off. I used to take cold showers because I was desperate to replace the depressing chemicals in my body with ones that didn’t believe that one funny look from one person meant the entire world hated me and that my life was meaningless.

Anyway. I got out of the hot shower. Looked at the shower who was taunting me, “fucking pussy.”

So I went back and put that icy water on my face and let my testis/heart hop up a few inches.

I did the same thing when that cute girl sized my shoes that one time. As soon as I left I heard the world saying, “fucking pussy.” And so I went back and prove it wrong. She gave me her number and I never talked to her again.

I did the same thing with a waitress (and talked to her again).

The same thing with this blog. I thought you stopped caring what I was thinking. Maybe you did. But I’m not going to be a fucking pussy about it.

I did the same thing with working out. Blah, out of shape. Good thing my body is giving me a second chance to move it (move it).

I did the same thing with StartupBros. Will and I have tried 7 (more?) businesses together and nothing has worked. We didn’t want to be fucking pussies though, so we started something new. Now it’s working like a charm. I hope somebody calls it an overnight success one day (or says, “These guys came out of nowhere!”, that’s a good one, too. On second thought, though, I really just hope you try Input Deprivation – it’ll reset your relationship with information for the rest of the year.)

Jaws gave me 1000 chances. Ever since I said, “I like movies” people have been amazed, “You haven’t seen jaws!?” I saw jaws, and it was amazing (better than that waitress even).

With a lot of things you’re actually taking the 1,000,000th chance, not the 2nd. We get a lot of chances.

It really doesn’t matter what chance it is. It only matters that you take the one in front of you right now.

That’s one of the advantages of being alive – the dead don’t get to take chances. (Then we probably can’t care about chances anyway, but that’s another story.)