I hate commercials.
I might not be able to express the intense, red-hot fire animosity I have for these wastes of time.
I rarely watch live TV. I always DVR it and zip through the commercials.
The rare times I listen to the radio, I change the station when they rear their ugly heads.
Having said that, there are ones that I will rewind and watch over and over again.
I have no clue what they're selling but they crack me up.
I love this kid. "I really underestimated the creepiness".
On the floor LMAO!
Monday, June 30, 2008
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Wednesday, June 18, 2008
I Remember
What we remember from childhood we remember forever .... ~ Cynthia Ozick
Why is that? Why is it easier for me to remember what happened when I was 12 than what happened last week? For the past few years I have found myself drifting back to memories of my youth, often with vivid clarity. Is that a normal thing? Does it have anything to do with getting old?
Is it true that we tend to remember the good things in our past and forget the bad? I know that's the case with me. It's not that I have forgotten the painful things in my past, it's just that it's easier to retrieve the good.
One of the things I fear the most in my pilgrimage and as this body ages is the loss of my memory. I have a deathly fear of Alzheimer's. How frightening and frustrating it must be to not be able to remember the past. I am so thankful that I live in a post-photographic age. How did our ancestors conjure up accurate images of their past?
Music is something that triggers memories of my youth. I was out on a bike ride a few weeks ago with my iPod. My favorite play list was on: songs from 1967-69. In those summer years I was 10, 11 and 12 years old. Probably one of the best times of my life (my hair was still under control. More here.)
If those 3 years were the best, the next 3 would be the worst. Music pulled me through all 6.
This one's from 1969.
Why is that? Why is it easier for me to remember what happened when I was 12 than what happened last week? For the past few years I have found myself drifting back to memories of my youth, often with vivid clarity. Is that a normal thing? Does it have anything to do with getting old?
Is it true that we tend to remember the good things in our past and forget the bad? I know that's the case with me. It's not that I have forgotten the painful things in my past, it's just that it's easier to retrieve the good.
One of the things I fear the most in my pilgrimage and as this body ages is the loss of my memory. I have a deathly fear of Alzheimer's. How frightening and frustrating it must be to not be able to remember the past. I am so thankful that I live in a post-photographic age. How did our ancestors conjure up accurate images of their past?
Music is something that triggers memories of my youth. I was out on a bike ride a few weeks ago with my iPod. My favorite play list was on: songs from 1967-69. In those summer years I was 10, 11 and 12 years old. Probably one of the best times of my life (my hair was still under control. More here.)
- Little League baseball
- 4th street pool, white's road pool
- the Strunks (JP, Julie, Suzy, Mary), Kathy Folkes, Debbie Guilliano
- Ed, Bob, Vince, Tim Landers
- bike rides to Knapp school
- the annual Y fair
- my cousins
- staying up late waiting for Mom to come home (she worked 2nd shift)
- crossing the Delaware
- walking Mainstreet
If those 3 years were the best, the next 3 would be the worst. Music pulled me through all 6.
This one's from 1969.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Bad Day?
Update II: Yep, it's fake
Update: I still doubt it's authenticity but it's entertaining.
The office is in Russia.
Here's a different angle in color and with sound.
It could be he had too much vodka...
If this is real and not staged, what would you do if you had the cubicle next to him?
Chick: would this be the time to pull out the baseball bat that sits under our desk/bed?
I say: batter up!
http://view.break.com/513310 - Watch more free videos
Update: I still doubt it's authenticity but it's entertaining.
The office is in Russia.
Here's a different angle in color and with sound.
It could be he had too much vodka...
If this is real and not staged, what would you do if you had the cubicle next to him?
Chick: would this be the time to pull out the baseball bat that sits under our desk/bed?
I say: batter up!
http://view.break.com/513310 - Watch more free videos
Monday, June 2, 2008
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