Happy birthday

by Seth Godin
When I was fifteen, I wanted a bike for my birthday. I dropped a few hints, and about a week before the day, I asked my mom for a hint as to what I could expect. "Well," she said, "it has feathers." I was getting a parrot. What could be cooler than a parrot? Alas, I got a down blanket. Can't win them all.Read the full article