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So I needed to take a drive to clear my head, and I chose a good night to do it. An electrical storm was in the works, causing the sky to change from a shroud of darkness to an incredible array of massive clouds backlit by the lightning behind them. What surprised me even more was the utter frequency of the effects. And the whole thing was experienced amidst the sounds of the Wipeout Fusion soundtrack. The event was fairly awe-inspiring—like a divine fireworks display.

Some experiences are too gamut-encompassing for attempts at describing them adequately. This weekend was one of those times.

Life is an adventure.

Garnett. Allen. Pierce.

Three of my favorite players during the modern era achieved their dream this week when the Boston Celtics won the NBA Championship. Before the season began I declared that I was rooting for this team to go all the way, and that my anticipation for the coming season was higher than it had been since the Jordan Era. Tuesday night, it all came together. Lifelong Celtic fan Bill Simmons said everything as well as it could be said.

Congratulations to the Big Three. You guys were a ton of fun to root for, and you might just be good enough to do this again next season.