Harrell on friendship, which he claims to be rather bad at:

If I can’t have friends, and I can’t just give up on friendship, then can’t I at least — please — learn better to recognize the point at which I should stop throwing good money after bad?

It happens to me every time, man. Things go very well for a while. But then they turn sour, and then they suck. And eventually I reach a point where I just have to say “This isn’t going to work, give up on this, try to forget this and move on.” But I always seem to do it about a month after I should have done it in the first place.

A month? Some of us do it for years or decades. Harrell—you might be a more prudent emotional investor than you think.

I'm good at friendship, because I share who I am relatively easily, and I can be extraordinarily open with people from the get-go. And I'm fiercely loyal.

I've been hard on my friends for the past year or two, because I've been so unhappy; that's hard for people to watch. But after years of making deposits, it's not a horrible thing to withdraw from a handful of accounts for a period of time.

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Why did I remember to go to Harrell's blog, though I haven't been there for a while? Ah, yes: today's tweet from him:I'm doing my part to take us into a post-racist century by trying to bone as many bi-racial chicks as possible.

It reminds me of something Professor Fractal once said, back when he was single: "Not only do I think the races should be mixed, but I want to mix them personally. I doubt he remembers saying it, either. I should remind him, maybe via one of his students, or his wife (who would get a good laugh out of it).

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My father once told me that the most important things in life are friendship, money, and sex. Before you jump all over that, let me just point out that the man knew what he wanted; many people, after all, don't.

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The question is: to what degree—or when—is it a virtue to hide it?

Very often, it is. But when it isn't, it really isn't.

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