I've never been a big bus fan. Though I've never ridden a Greyhound bus, I've heard stories of people on a 300 mile trip that, on a Greyhound bus, took 5 days. Yeah, sounds like the way you want to see America right? Hope you have a couple of years to get from New York to Los Angeles. Well, if that wasn't enough of a deterrent to riding on the lightspeed express, this may be. Did you see this sh*#?!? I'm sure the poor guy was thinking that would happen when he bought his cheap ticket to visit grandma or whatever. This is just another example of how you never know when you'll encounter some psychopath, or end up sitting next to him on the bus.
Yikes!!! at life.sa.laugh@hotmail.com.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Friday, July 25, 2008
Last Lecture
Not many of us think about dying (at least I don't). Okay so I've had a few moments of "What if..." especially when considering the question of adequate life insurance. However, not many of us know when it will happen, or have a general ballpark for reference. Randy Pausch did. He was diagnosed with incurable pancreatic cancer and instead of wallowing in self-pity, he managed to inspire so many others with his upbeat attitude toward it.
Honestly, I didn't know of this man until I saw the article on CNN.com. I was intrigued by it and watched the lecture on YouTube. This is the kind of person I would like to be should the circumstances be similar. He is well-liked and very personable with a good sense of humor and engaging personality. I wish my college professors were this great. More so than the delivery system of his lecture is the message behind it. He celebrates his life and all the dreams that he was able to accomplish. He is no way in denial, purposely bringing up the "elephant in the room" but doesn't focus on that, he doesn't want to leave a lasting legacy, etc. He just points out what he wanted to accomplish as a kid and how he went about doing so managing to live all his childhood dreams with the exception of one: playing in the NFL and I don't think we can be disappointed with that.
More often than not I get caught up in stupid, superficial crap and when I watched this lecture I realized that there is so much more to life than that. I hope that my kids are able to look at me when I come to the end of the road and be as proud as I'm sure his kids are of him.
Honestly, I didn't know of this man until I saw the article on CNN.com. I was intrigued by it and watched the lecture on YouTube. This is the kind of person I would like to be should the circumstances be similar. He is well-liked and very personable with a good sense of humor and engaging personality. I wish my college professors were this great. More so than the delivery system of his lecture is the message behind it. He celebrates his life and all the dreams that he was able to accomplish. He is no way in denial, purposely bringing up the "elephant in the room" but doesn't focus on that, he doesn't want to leave a lasting legacy, etc. He just points out what he wanted to accomplish as a kid and how he went about doing so managing to live all his childhood dreams with the exception of one: playing in the NFL and I don't think we can be disappointed with that.
More often than not I get caught up in stupid, superficial crap and when I watched this lecture I realized that there is so much more to life than that. I hope that my kids are able to look at me when I come to the end of the road and be as proud as I'm sure his kids are of him.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Say it ain't so!
Remember this post? Well, I'm glad I'm not the only one that thought this. Losing your temper once or twice and showing it physically is okay. Every time you don't do well, it starts to look like you have personal issues. I, personally, am glad that Duno stood up for herself. I think it threw Danica for a loop that the person she confronted didn't back down. Good for you Duno!!! I haven't watched the video of "the fight" but from what I hear Danica looks incredulously at others when Duno throws a towel at her, kind of one of those, "Can you believe she just did that?" looks. I don't know what she expected. When you act like you're ready to throw down, you best be ready for a return hit. Not that I think it would ever get to that point. Something tells me that if it did come to blows (not that I'm advocating it), Danica would be crying like a baby about how she was mistreated and accosted unfairly. Just a theory.
The sad part is I didn't watch this race. How many people did? Does anyone even know who won the race? Probably not which is super sad. I understand that any publicity is good publicity but those other drivers, you know the ones who actually win, must be getting a little peeved that they get less press for winning major races than Danica does for fighting during one. Yikes. Thus is the state of the media today. Because people like me can't look away from train wrecks when we see them.
I know I need help at life.sa.laugh@hotmail.com.
The sad part is I didn't watch this race. How many people did? Does anyone even know who won the race? Probably not which is super sad. I understand that any publicity is good publicity but those other drivers, you know the ones who actually win, must be getting a little peeved that they get less press for winning major races than Danica does for fighting during one. Yikes. Thus is the state of the media today. Because people like me can't look away from train wrecks when we see them.
I know I need help at life.sa.laugh@hotmail.com.
The Dark Knight Cometh
So my dear husband kicked me out of the house yesterday so I could have some "me" time. He's good like that. How did I spend my kid-free hours? At the movie theater with about fifteen bazillion other people that wanted to see the new Batman movie. The movie itself was pretty okay. Gotta say that Heath Ledger does, or did (God rest him), a good psychotic madman and Christian Bale, aka the man of the moment (there was a preview of the next Terminator movie starring himself during the Batman movie), is always cool. I'd say he rivals James Bond on the coolness of gadgets and Michael Caine and Morgan Freeman just make the movie. I have come to realize, however, that the movie experience itself is more meh.
My local theater has the nifty rocking theater seating which is always a plus. This was a brand new movie so it was shown in one of the big theaters (unlike the movies I usually see relegated to the movie theater boon docks, you know the ones that have a whopping five seats and a screen only slightly larger than my television at home. I know, why bother?) and I got there early and had my choice of seats. I personally like the ones behind the little fence thingy as I can rest my feet on it and not bother anyone. So I sat there in all the air-conditioned luxury waiting for the movie to start. A number of people began to stream in as it got closer to the showing time and seats started to fill up. Keep in mind that there were plenty of empty seats not near me that people could sit in. Lo and behold, some lady decides she needs to sit by me, as in the seat right next to mine. I have this personal space thing. If it's unavoidable, fine take the available seat, but there were plenty of other seats (some right down the row from me) and this lady decides she needs to sit next to me and hog all the armrest. Yeah, I will battle for armrest supremecy. So the movie hasn't even started and I'm already not in a good place. So I moved my drink (yeah it was sitting in the armrest next to the personal space invader) and try to get comfortable as I was not moving. I was there first damn it! The movie starts and this lady brings out the big guns. She has the supersized mondo bucket of popcorn and she's chomping away on it. No biggie as I have been known to mow down on some good popcorn (that day's corn was not that good in my opinion.) but then she busts out the candy bags that apparently refuse to open. So I get to listen to this lady try for what must have been 20 minutes to open her Skittles. You know the noise, plastic crunching, candy rattling. Oy vey! I was about to offer to open it for her if she would just shut up. My boss agrees with me as he can't stand to deal with people eating at the movie theater but he's a whole other issue.
Am I being unreasonable to think I should be able to watch a movie in peace and quiet and not listen to the candy monster next to me or grandma and grandpa discussing the juxtaposition of good and evil in the row behind me? Movies ain't cheap and I'd like to listen to it and not everyone else in the theater. Maybe I need anger management courses.
Why so serious at life.sa.laugh@hotmail.com.
My local theater has the nifty rocking theater seating which is always a plus. This was a brand new movie so it was shown in one of the big theaters (unlike the movies I usually see relegated to the movie theater boon docks, you know the ones that have a whopping five seats and a screen only slightly larger than my television at home. I know, why bother?) and I got there early and had my choice of seats. I personally like the ones behind the little fence thingy as I can rest my feet on it and not bother anyone. So I sat there in all the air-conditioned luxury waiting for the movie to start. A number of people began to stream in as it got closer to the showing time and seats started to fill up. Keep in mind that there were plenty of empty seats not near me that people could sit in. Lo and behold, some lady decides she needs to sit by me, as in the seat right next to mine. I have this personal space thing. If it's unavoidable, fine take the available seat, but there were plenty of other seats (some right down the row from me) and this lady decides she needs to sit next to me and hog all the armrest. Yeah, I will battle for armrest supremecy. So the movie hasn't even started and I'm already not in a good place. So I moved my drink (yeah it was sitting in the armrest next to the personal space invader) and try to get comfortable as I was not moving. I was there first damn it! The movie starts and this lady brings out the big guns. She has the supersized mondo bucket of popcorn and she's chomping away on it. No biggie as I have been known to mow down on some good popcorn (that day's corn was not that good in my opinion.) but then she busts out the candy bags that apparently refuse to open. So I get to listen to this lady try for what must have been 20 minutes to open her Skittles. You know the noise, plastic crunching, candy rattling. Oy vey! I was about to offer to open it for her if she would just shut up. My boss agrees with me as he can't stand to deal with people eating at the movie theater but he's a whole other issue.
Am I being unreasonable to think I should be able to watch a movie in peace and quiet and not listen to the candy monster next to me or grandma and grandpa discussing the juxtaposition of good and evil in the row behind me? Movies ain't cheap and I'd like to listen to it and not everyone else in the theater. Maybe I need anger management courses.
Why so serious at life.sa.laugh@hotmail.com.
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