Dear 43 Things Users,

10 years after introducing 43 Things to the world, we have decided we have met our last goal: completing the incredible experience that has been 43 Things. Please join us in giving one last cheer to all the folks who have shared their goals with the world, as well as all the people who have worked at The Robot Co-op to build this incredible website. We won a Webby Award, published a book, and brought happiness to a lot of people.

Starting today, 43 Things users can export their goals and entries from the site. Starting August 15, we will make the site “read only”. 43 Things users will still be able to view the site and export their content, but we won’t be taking any new content from users. We hope to leave the site up for folks to see and download their content until the end of the year. Ending on New Year’s Eve takes us full circle.

It has been a long ride (one of our original goals was to "build a company that lasts at least 2 years” - we beat that one!) While we wish the site could live on, it has suffered from a number of challenges - changes in how people use the site, the advertising industry, and how search engines view the site. We wish the outcome was different – but we’ve always been realistic about when our goals are met and when they aren't.

As of today, you will be able to download your goals and entries. See more about that on the FAQ page. Thanks for 10 great years of goal-setting and achieving.

- The Robots.

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write down random/interesting/fun/kooky/wondrous things that occur in my life (read all 12 entries…)
The May Dip

This morning at dawn, around 5:30 AM, I ran into the rocky North Sea in a bathing suit. It was probably around 40 degrees and it was raining on and off, including the time directly before, during, and after the actual dipping itself.

Now, dear reader, you might ask, “Why the bloody hell would someone willingly throw themselves into the North Sea at dawn?

The reason: tradition.

The May Dip is a St Andrews tradition where all students are invited to hang out on Castle Sands, watch twirling fire poi, stay warm near the bonfires, and sacrifice oneself to the Gods of the freezing cold water.

Personally, I think it’s wonderful that it occurs on Beltaine, so essentially it’s a Beltaine festival (with fire, and the dawn, and the water, and the sand, and wind, are you catching my drift?)

It was lovely, invigorating, and numbing.



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