Monday, August 15, 2011
Jose Luis, the world's most articulate baby...
Cute video by seriously funny regular guy.
Check out other videos on his Youtube channel.
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Monday, August 8, 2011
Whale likes to boogie!
I'm so loving on this video.
First of all, I'm freakin' loving that the mariachi band is playing "Downtown."
Second, the whale is dancing!
I understand that experts have weighed in and insist that the whale is not dancing.
Oh, what do they know!
Enjoy the cute dancing beluga whale!
Saturday, August 6, 2011
Good things
http://abcnews.go.com/WN
Just had to share this. Check out this link to ABC news.
A little boy shows a great generosity of spirit.
I was particularly touched by his reference to what he was taught at home. Moms and Dads, I know what you do is so hard, but it is so worth it.
As Ian says, "If you do good things, good things happen to you."
So true, Ian, so true.
Just had to share this. Check out this link to ABC news.
A little boy shows a great generosity of spirit.
I was particularly touched by his reference to what he was taught at home. Moms and Dads, I know what you do is so hard, but it is so worth it.
As Ian says, "If you do good things, good things happen to you."
So true, Ian, so true.
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Saturday, April 23, 2011
Marines Doing Britney Proud
Just saw this and had to share.
I don't know why I love these kind of videos so much. I think its the juxtaposition of masculinity and the seriousness of war with the detritus that is popular culture.
Anyway, I think all the Marines did a fabulous job.
Enjoy!
I don't know why I love these kind of videos so much. I think its the juxtaposition of masculinity and the seriousness of war with the detritus that is popular culture.
Anyway, I think all the Marines did a fabulous job.
Enjoy!
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Beautiful Person, Beautiful Story
Just came across this wonderful story on the Huffington Post.
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/conor-grennan/the-reluctant-volunteer-s_b_819672.html
It's very appropriate for Valentine's Day.
The story illustrates what I've come to understand, you should never be moping or worrying about not having a lover.
You should be living your life as fully and as joyfully as possible and the lover always comes along.
Mama always said, "Men are like streetcars. If you miss one, there will another one along in 15 minutes."
I would add that you can't be waiting impatiently on the platform, craning your neck, looking for what's coming.
Be fully and gracefully engaged in creating a fulfilling life and following your bliss.
The rest will come soon after in its own perfect time.
The world is a beautiful place if you get out of your own way.
Namaste, friends, namaste.
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/conor-grennan/the-reluctant-volunteer-s_b_819672.html
It's very appropriate for Valentine's Day.
The story illustrates what I've come to understand, you should never be moping or worrying about not having a lover.
You should be living your life as fully and as joyfully as possible and the lover always comes along.
Mama always said, "Men are like streetcars. If you miss one, there will another one along in 15 minutes."
I would add that you can't be waiting impatiently on the platform, craning your neck, looking for what's coming.
Be fully and gracefully engaged in creating a fulfilling life and following your bliss.
The rest will come soon after in its own perfect time.
The world is a beautiful place if you get out of your own way.
Namaste, friends, namaste.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Warning! Cuteness Overload Ahead
This may be the cutest thing I've ever seen!
http://www.youtube.com/user/000manamoon000#p/u/12/GkMF1-RSKz0
http://www.youtube.com/user/000manamoon000#p/u/12/GkMF1-RSKz0
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Downton Abbey
There is just nothing I like better than a costume drama.
I always watch them three times: one for the story, two for the clothes, three for the furnishings.
Downton Abbey takes place in the Edwardian era, a fabulous time for clothes, in my humble opinion.
It occurred to me in the car this morning that someone should create a Jane Austen theme park.
No rides, just punting on the river in beautiful clothes, surrounded by a squadron of Mr. Darcys.
Okay, maybe a few Willoughbys and a Colonel Brandon or two...
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Conundrum
Why is that all penguins look like their names should be George or Herbert?
Come on, you know I'm right....
Come on, you know I'm right....
Drunken Owl Arrested
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/01/18/drunk-owl-taken-in-by-ger_n_810571.html
Seriously, this story just made my day.
A drunken owl was taken in by German police so he can sleep it off.
Wait, it gets better. They found two small bottles of schnapps near the inebriated bird.
Let this be a lesson to you, people, don't leave those half-empty schnapps bottles just lying around!
I don't know why I find the idea of an owl drunk on schnapps so amusing, but I so do!
The article also talks about wallabies who get so high on opium poppies that they can't hop straight.
Honestly, I would pay money to see that!
See, everybody likes to tie one on occasionally!
Seriously, this story just made my day.
A drunken owl was taken in by German police so he can sleep it off.
Wait, it gets better. They found two small bottles of schnapps near the inebriated bird.
Let this be a lesson to you, people, don't leave those half-empty schnapps bottles just lying around!
I don't know why I find the idea of an owl drunk on schnapps so amusing, but I so do!
The article also talks about wallabies who get so high on opium poppies that they can't hop straight.
Honestly, I would pay money to see that!
See, everybody likes to tie one on occasionally!
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Renovation
This week, the madman is in the midst of prepping and painting the living room, the dining room, and the upstairs hallway.
I have a love/hate relationship with renovation.
I hate the mess, the stress, the upset house, the confused cats, the endless parade of workmen entering and leaving the house.
Then, of course, there's the money.
Oh, the money that goes into creating a dream into a reality!
Ah, but regardless of the stress and money, I still love imagining something new in my mind.
Staring silently at a room for hours, slowly turning over in my mind, paint colors, new furniture, new art.
The bliss of imagining the new is almost too much to experience, let alone convey.
But then you decide and all hell breaks loose.
Right now, the living room furniture is crowded into the dining room. The living room rug has to be stepped over to get to the sink in the kitchen.
Every piece of woodwork in the hallway and the living room is in some stage of scraping, priming, or painting. The litter of workmen is everywhere. It's a nightmare.
Yet, when you see it, that first vision of the new...oh, the satisfaction!
I read somewhere that Barbara Streisand completely renovated and decorated every room in a house and then rarely lived there.
I can completely understand that.
I can fully grok the joy she must have taken in seeing her vision take shape around her, day by day.
Honestly, I don't think life gets any better than that.
I have a love/hate relationship with renovation.
I hate the mess, the stress, the upset house, the confused cats, the endless parade of workmen entering and leaving the house.
Then, of course, there's the money.
Oh, the money that goes into creating a dream into a reality!
Ah, but regardless of the stress and money, I still love imagining something new in my mind.
Staring silently at a room for hours, slowly turning over in my mind, paint colors, new furniture, new art.
The bliss of imagining the new is almost too much to experience, let alone convey.
But then you decide and all hell breaks loose.
Right now, the living room furniture is crowded into the dining room. The living room rug has to be stepped over to get to the sink in the kitchen.
Every piece of woodwork in the hallway and the living room is in some stage of scraping, priming, or painting. The litter of workmen is everywhere. It's a nightmare.
Yet, when you see it, that first vision of the new...oh, the satisfaction!
I read somewhere that Barbara Streisand completely renovated and decorated every room in a house and then rarely lived there.
I can completely understand that.
I can fully grok the joy she must have taken in seeing her vision take shape around her, day by day.
Honestly, I don't think life gets any better than that.
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Asia on the Parkway
Mmmm, chicken satay from Asia on the Parkway for dinner.
Come on, how wonderful is city living that you can get delicious Thai food delivered right to your door!
Moist succulent chicken strips, diced bits of cucumber, and a hot spicy peanut sauce to die for!
The funniest part is lifting the lid and letting the aroma fill the house and suddenly you are surrounded by the cast of "Death by Satanic Housecat," all hovering in the doorway, noses twitching.
I'm eating mostly protein again to burn off the pounds from the Halloween-Thanksgiving-Christmas-New Year's all-you-can-eat smorgasbord cookie-a-thon that my life has become.
Sigh.
Come on, how wonderful is city living that you can get delicious Thai food delivered right to your door!
Moist succulent chicken strips, diced bits of cucumber, and a hot spicy peanut sauce to die for!
The funniest part is lifting the lid and letting the aroma fill the house and suddenly you are surrounded by the cast of "Death by Satanic Housecat," all hovering in the doorway, noses twitching.
I'm eating mostly protein again to burn off the pounds from the Halloween-Thanksgiving-Christmas-New Year's all-you-can-eat smorgasbord cookie-a-thon that my life has become.
Sigh.
Totem Destroyer
Okay, someone needs to save me from Totem Destroyer.
On one of my many pointless forays across the internet over my Xmas vacation, I stumbled onto Totem Destroyer and I must say I am completely hooked.
How to describe Totem Destroyer....hmm, well, it's kind of like life really. There is a golden idol atop a swaying conglomeration of solid and jelly blocks and your job is to destroy the totem pole while lowering the idol gently and safely to the ground.
Think of moving children safely through the minefield of adolescence or trying to keep your job in a shrinking economy.
You have to have excellent timing, knowing when to do something fast and also knowing when to wait until the swaying structure is in just the right spot. You have to have forethought, thinking ahead to what happens to the idol if you destroy that particular block. You have to know what will happen after, if the idol hits a solid block or a jelly block. You also have to act just enough, destroying only the blocks you are required to, to move to the next level. I must admit it took me some time before I realized that.
I think it's good practice for real life (or maybe I'm just trying to justify my addiction?)
Also, the satisfaction when you succeed, after several traumatic attempts where your golden idol comes crashing to the ground, releases a little burst of soma in your brain.
Here's the link, don't blame me for the wasted time....
http://cache.armorgames.com/files/games/totem-destroyer-1871.swf
P.S. Turn the sound down, the popping sound of the totem pole blocks annoys your friends.
On one of my many pointless forays across the internet over my Xmas vacation, I stumbled onto Totem Destroyer and I must say I am completely hooked.
How to describe Totem Destroyer....hmm, well, it's kind of like life really. There is a golden idol atop a swaying conglomeration of solid and jelly blocks and your job is to destroy the totem pole while lowering the idol gently and safely to the ground.
Think of moving children safely through the minefield of adolescence or trying to keep your job in a shrinking economy.
You have to have excellent timing, knowing when to do something fast and also knowing when to wait until the swaying structure is in just the right spot. You have to have forethought, thinking ahead to what happens to the idol if you destroy that particular block. You have to know what will happen after, if the idol hits a solid block or a jelly block. You also have to act just enough, destroying only the blocks you are required to, to move to the next level. I must admit it took me some time before I realized that.
I think it's good practice for real life (or maybe I'm just trying to justify my addiction?)
Also, the satisfaction when you succeed, after several traumatic attempts where your golden idol comes crashing to the ground, releases a little burst of soma in your brain.
Here's the link, don't blame me for the wasted time....
http://cache.armorgames.com/files/games/totem-destroyer-1871.swf
P.S. Turn the sound down, the popping sound of the totem pole blocks annoys your friends.
Friday, January 7, 2011
Slings and Arrows
I discovered a truly wonderful Canadian television show, Slings and Arrows, on Netflix.
It's about a small Canadian drama festival and it's been a delight to watch.
Check it out.
It's about a small Canadian drama festival and it's been a delight to watch.
Check it out.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
The Last Mistress
I've just watched "The Last Mistress" on Netflix.
Yes, I will watch any film set in the 18th century. I feel keenly that I missed out on that century. The clothes, the furniture, the manners, and let us not forget the best of all, the servants! Oh, to be rich in the 18th century! I'm sure I would have been a scandal....
But I digress.
I'm not sure how I feel about this movie, which is about an all-consuming passion for another.
Quite frankly, at my age and experience, it all seems so histrionic.
Is this age, I wonder, or the triumph of sense over passion?
Have the fires themselves simply burnt low and are now incapable of such flames or do I know, all too well, the inevitable ending of all such passions?
I just don't know...
Yes, I will watch any film set in the 18th century. I feel keenly that I missed out on that century. The clothes, the furniture, the manners, and let us not forget the best of all, the servants! Oh, to be rich in the 18th century! I'm sure I would have been a scandal....
But I digress.
I'm not sure how I feel about this movie, which is about an all-consuming passion for another.
Quite frankly, at my age and experience, it all seems so histrionic.
Is this age, I wonder, or the triumph of sense over passion?
Have the fires themselves simply burnt low and are now incapable of such flames or do I know, all too well, the inevitable ending of all such passions?
I just don't know...
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