Well, some people think that the "desire to win" plays a major roll - like, if you try harder than everyone else, you'll win.

Well, there's desire to win, or competitive spirit or whatever. And there's the drive to take what you're given and put in the hard work of training to do it. But it's ridiculous to pretend that those two on their own will get you there. (Or that if you're born with the freaky talent, the drive and training probably come easier as well.)

Hey, if you unfriend someone on Facebook, do they get notified?

(no one here--someone from my home town, who turns out to be a jackass politically)

No, they don't. Unfriend away!

This seems unfair. They're testing this kid on a bunch of standard strength tests, but the standards for the tests start at age 6, and he's only 3. So they're telling what percentile he falls in for six-year-olds, but also have another three-year-old boy there doing the same tests as a control. The other three-year-old can't even do some of them, like chin-ups and sit-ups, and it just seems unfair to put him next to this super-strong kid for comparison.

Perkins, you may show up on their "people you may know" list, but that's it.

Well, some people think that the "desire to win" plays a major roll - like, if you try harder than everyone else, you'll win. I mean, there are people who place way too much importance on this....

I think it's both, at the really elite levels. You have to have the physical body to do whatever, and the mental desire to work as hard as you need to.

No, they don't. Unfriend away!

I was actually hoping he would, because he is that big an asshole.

Oh well.

Reading the reviews of my company at glassdoor.com is both depressing and hi-larious.

My favorite so far: "no diversity, all male white run - it's like working for a republican convention."

Hey, if you unfriend someone on Facebook, do they get notified?

Oh my lord. One of my high school classmates had a campout last weekend for our 20 year reunion. I skipped it, because I loathe (1) camping, (2) reunions, and (3) the woman who hosted it.

But she friended me on Facebook, and in looking at her picture, I wouldn't recognize her as my classmate if I bumped into her on the street. Not at all. Which, I know, it's been 2 decades. People change. Plastic surgery is had and obessive exercising is engaged in. But still. I'm stunned at how unrecognizable she is.

So then I looked at some of the pictures she posted of the campout -- everyone there was a classmate, and I'd bet I recognized maybe 1/3 of them. It's a little freaky to think they changed, physically, that much. Because while I've gotten fatter, I still look pretty much the same as I did 20 years ago.

At least, *I* think I do. Maybe all of the classmates who I don't recognize would look at me and say, "Who?" Weird.

Well, Usain obviously trains like a mofo, and Lance Armstrong is driven beyond belief, but we saw Bolt win when it looked like he wasn't trying as hard as everyone else.

And I seem to remember shameful things about his diet during the Olympics--things that would shame me when I'm trying to get fighting fit, but that obviously weren't as much as a factor for his amazing metabolism.

A guy I went to high school with was almost unrecognizable after one year. He had gained a bunch of weight and lost most of his hair.