Yesterday I took photos from the top of the Green Building.
MIT sprawled far below us, the lines of its normally inscrutable architecture recognizable for once as the Hacker’s Map.
Even Stata finally made visual sense.
As the sun set and Cambridge’s night lights winked on, every photo we took looked like HDR.
As night fell, the apocalypse began. Mysterious, glowing alien jellyfish floated menacingly toward the world’s major metropolises, bent on wreaking destruction.
By which I mean fireworks.
Hope you spent yesterday in great company!
Wishing you a long summer.