Squandrous
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Showing posts tagged video
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I am in desperate need of a bright morning today, even if that ray of sunshine is fake and contrived. The sky is overcast, the apartment is cold and empty, and my night’s sleep was fitful and disturbing. I miss home. (Even with the snow on the ground.) I miss home. I miss family. I miss having a sense of place and feeling settled. I miss everything right now — my mood reflects the sky this morning: cloudy, dark, low, and gloomy.
I just want to go home. Now.
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Roger Ebert, in his own voice:
This preview clip in which he demonstrates his new voice for the first time (created by a Scottish company using hours of audio from his TV show and DVD commentaries, which he lost in multiple surgeries that you already know about because you are a human being with intelligence and curiosity who pays attention to the world around him/her, but if for some reason you missed the Esquire profile of him, which is seriously great, stop missing it), is already too heartbreaking and too heartwarming for words.
Did anyone manage to watch Oprah yesterday when he was on, or know where I can find it online? I’m not the biggest Oprah fan, but I would love to see Ebert’s interview on the show, especially knowing the close relationship he has with Oprah.
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In today’s dose of things that are incredibly awesome…
Mean Disney Girls: Disney characters sync’d with the Mean Girls movie trailer.
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I have found my doppelganger, and his name is Robert Gupta.
He looks exactly like me, speaks exactly like me, walks exactly like me, even dresses exactly like me. We have the same glasses, facial expressions, hair, public speaking style, demeanor, comportment, everything.
Except, of course, that he’s a wildly successful musician. Me? Well, not so wildly successful.
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Tuxedo Kitteh Falls Off a Table
Okay, so I’m not terribly thrilled that the cat falls off the table, but you can’t help but be amused by a cat wearing a tuxedo. And a top hat.
Or maybe I’m just easily amused.
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I know everyone has already seen this video, Patrick Jean’s PIXELS, but I had to share it again because it is so much fun. (via)
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Listening to Carl Sagan speak about our “pale blue dot” always adds a jolt of perspective to my day:
Consider again that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it, everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you’ve ever heard of, every human being who ever was lived out their lives. The aggregate of all our joys and sufferings; thousands of confident religions, ideologies and economic doctrines; every hunter and forager; every hero and coward; every creator and destroyer of civilizations; every king and peasant, every young couple in love; every mother and father; hopeful child; inventor and explorer; every teacher of morals; every corrupt politician; every supreme leader; every superstar; every saint and sinner in the history of our species, lived there—on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena.
Yet, despite this reminder of our overall cosmic insignificance, it’s heartening to think that one smile, one laugh, one hug, one brush of fingertips, one short message, one person can be so important, so significant to another that they make our whole cosmically-insignificant lives feel like a most beautiful, wonderful, and amazing ride.
