My camera has returned, fixed. Photos to follow.
By the time I got back to our compound it was all over the news. It seemed like the thing had just happened when in reality I had been neck deep in it for several hours. And there it was on TV. Frankly, it’s kind of a blur…
As a doc I’d be really busy, and detached in that ‘this is my job, this is what I have trained to do’ way. I wonder if that’s how chaplains see it. Somehow, I doubt it. They are forced to deal with the emotion personally, without the barrier of science, clinical detachment, etc. I think that would be worse.
Watch this film, then think again.
Compfused.com – Fancy Driving
Link via the AG
Hehe. My colleagues have noticed my coffee affinity.
We don’t exchange gifts at work, and I’m very glad about that. However, a few days ago a colleague warned me: “I found something in a store that I just had to get you…” with assurances that reciprocity was not desired. (I hope he wasn’t kidding).
Very funny, and very true.
Due to the popularity of the Survivor shows on television, Texas is planning to do one entitled, “Survivor: Texas Style”.
The contestants will all start in Dallas, then drive to Waco, Austin, San Antonio, over to Houston and down to Brownsville. They will then proceed up to Del Rio, El Paso, Midland/Odessa, Lubbock and Amarillo.
From there they will go on to Abilene, Fort Worth and finally back to Dallas.
Each will be driving a pink Volvo with bumper stickers that read: “I’m gay; I love the Dixie Chicks; Boycott Beef; I voted for Al Gore, in 2000; George Strait Stinks; Kerry in ’04; Hillary in ’08 and I’m here to confiscate your guns.”
The first one who makes it back to Dallas alive is the winner.
And a much braver man than me.
Update: I did not invent this, I got it as one of those forwarded, and therefore unattributable emails. Not Invented Here.
Frank Capra is no doubt spinning in his grave but here it is: “It’s a Wonderful Life”. In 30 seconds. By animated bunnies. Perfect for the ER doc in all of us.
_It’s a Wonderful Life_ in 30 seconds with bunnies.
via The Write Wing
I suspect the original link will be “broken” (meaning fixed) by the time you read this, but here it is: http://www.target.com/gp/detail.html/601-0824952-0161764?asin=0823916839
Update: now the link is broken.
FYI, heroin did’t match anything on their site.
More in the extended Entry
I have been getting hammered with comment spam, but have been using Jay Allen’s MTBlacklist with pretty good, if not perfect, results.
The other day I got sick of it and started looking for another solution, and renamed my comments file, following the instructions here.
Since renaming, I haven’t gotten one piece of comment spam. Comment spammers are in it for the volume, and so just hit everyone with the default-named comment files.
So, go forth and tinker, and leave the spammers behind. For now.
Thanks to Tivo I hardly watch commercials any more, but I see them during football games. Yesterday I sat through one, completely transfixed. Allow me to explain.
The setup is a farmer who builds a race course in his cornfield (“if you build it…”), and he parks his brand new Ford Mustang on the Start/Finish line. Out of the corn steps Steve McQueen, probably the best known Ford driver I can think of, both for Bullitt (driving a Mustang) and in Le Mans, (driving a Ford GT40, now in release as a reproduction).
The farmer recognizes Steve, flips him the keys, and the legend starts to lap the course. Many shots of McQueen in the car, seen in the rear-view mirror, etc, an astonishing technological tour-de-force. I’ll be honest, it made me want to go buy a Mustang, and I’ve never owned a Ford in my life.
I am somewhat uncomfortable with icons of the past being raised from the dead to sell me things, though I’ll admit it’s situational. I really didn’t like it when John Wayne was resurrected to sell beer, but I’m more comfortable with McQueens’ ghost pushing cars, and this was one very entertaining car ad.
There’s some group of ad execs right now trying to get the estates of Marilyn Monroe to let her sell Ambien, Bogie to push Camels, Jack Benny and the Dollar Store, etc.
Update: McQueen actually drove a Porche 917 in LeMans, not a Ford GT40. GruntDoc regrets the error, and thanks reader Roger for the correction.