Artificial Intelligence
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Morning Fluff: When a group of Chinese cyclists came across a stray dog sleeping in the middle of the road, they gave her a drumstick, then pushed on with their 1,000-mile ride to Tibet. But to their surprise, the homeless mutt spent the next 24 days accompanying them on their trek.
Xiao Sa, or “Little Sa,” as the cyclists named her, climbed 10 mountains over 13,000 feet high, and she ran on uphill sections where many bikers prefer to take the bus.
The journey now completed, Zhang He, the cyclist who fed her the drumstick, says she is “a buddy and a friend.” He said he “would like to take the dog home and take care of her. She has been a stray on the road for a long time. She needs a home.”
Garfunkel and Oates Music Video of the Day: Riki “Garfunkel” Lindhome and Kate “Oates” Micucci play the same woman at 31 and 29, respectively.
Nailed it.
(Not Safe For Work — explicit lyrics. Also, Riki is a yeller.)
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We can remember Jay Aubin, the pilot, who met his wife on an aircraft carrier, and told his mother before shipping out, ‘If anything happens to me, just know I’m doing what I love.’
We can remember Ryan Beaupre, the former track star, running the leadoff leg, always the first one into action, who quit his job as an accountant and joined the Marines because he wanted to do something more meaningful with his life.
We can remember Brian Kennedy, the rock climber and lacrosse fanatic, who told his father two days before his helicopter went down that the Marines he served alongside were some of the best men he’d ever dealt with, and they’d be his friends forever.
We can remember Kendall Waters-Bey, a proud father, a proud son of Baltimore, who was described by a fellow servicemember as ‘a light in a very dark world.’
And we can remember David Hickman, a freshman in high school when the war began, a fitness fanatic who half-jokingly called himself ‘Zeus,’ a loyal friend with an infectious laugh.
We can remember them. And we can meet our obligations to those who did come home, and their families who are in the midst of a different, but very real battle of their own.
