Starting off this week with the feels. Coming off a great weekend in DC with the fellas, I’m looking back at this day last year – August 8th, 2015. Still I’d say that it was best weekend of my life. Me, Osama, Uzair. I remember the day vividly – brunching with our girl Vicky in Cupertino, cruising in our rented Audi A4 along California State Route 1, then dragging these guys to experience Emily’s D+evolution with me in Santa Cruz. We had no phone signal along the coastal highway, so our weekend anthem was the radio’s latest hit at the time – Taylor Swift’s “Bad Blood”. As I sit in my cubicle right now, it’s hard to believe this all even happened. A year back I remember thinking that graduation would mark the end of our clownery, but as seen here in this pic, gazing into the Pacific with my boy Jose Loyal, it merely marked the beginning of it.