This.I hope that you and Jim Henson and Douglas Adams make some really cool shit in the afterworld.
From the front of the house to the back of the house and everywhere in between.
Donate.
When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: “If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you’ll most certainly be right.” It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: “If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?” And whenever the answer has been “No” for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.
Remembering that I’ll be dead soon is the most important tool I’ve ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure — these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.
Steve Jobs.
It’s been posted and it’ll be posted a million times more, but once in a while someone comes along, changes everything, and tells us how he did it. We should listen.
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This.I hope that you and Jim Henson and Douglas Adams make some really cool shit in the afterworld.
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Let’s play Words With Friends. My username is ‘barmaiden’. http://t.co/SIoT4s7 #GamesWithFriends
What? Amy Winehouse died? That’s just depressing!
Well, it’s been a pretty uneventful week in Arizona. We’ve been spending a lot of quality time with our computers – beefing up our resumes, writing kick ass cover letters, and applying for jobs….
I started high school in 1985. The school was equipped with Apple ][ computers, and there were a couple of Macs as well. My parents felt that they should buy me a computer so that I could keep up with everyone at school.
They didn’t buy me an Apple.
My mother, who left school at 14, had…
My parents are the same way. Now my dad takes his ipad everywhere and my mom is counting down the days till the iphone 5 gets released. Go figure.
We did it! We survived fifty three days in the car together. And yes, we still like each other. I know! Amazing.
The last day was a piece of cake, even if it did involve a long, boring drive…
I like roulette. Oh sure, it’s got terrible odds, but it’s so unambiguous. I don’t feel like I need to know all the ins and outs in order to play, and it’s pretty easy to figure out if you’ve won….
If you’re ever lucky enough to stay with Doug and Deric at their awesome house in Oakland, you might get even luckier and have Deric cook breakfast for you. I don’t know what magical ingredients he…
Hey Seattle people! Remember that show I saw last weekend? The one that was so amazing I still can’t stop thinking about it? There are still tickets for it’s final weekend! Go see it!! Sick, written and performed by Elizabeth Kenny. Get your tickets here by clicking that there link! You won’t regret it (well, unless you miss it!)
For those of you who haven’t heard about it, here’s the description:
Elizabeth Kenny was a healthy thirty-two year-old woman who went to the doctor for a common ailment. A year and a half later, she was being escorted by hospital orderlies to a coffee shop along with the rest of the level 5 patients from the psych ward.
Sick, a new performance written and performed by Seattle monologuist Elizabeth Kenny, and collaboratively created with New City Theater Artistic Director John Kazanjian, explores a patient’s two-year odyssey inside the most advanced healthcare system in the world—an odyssey that almost killed her. It investigates how treatment by well-meaning, sophisticated practitioners for a common gynecological issue plunged her into a downward spiral through the complex medical and mental health establishments.
Without sentimentality or polemics, Sick chronicles Kenny’s heroic struggle to pull herself back from a precipice, and bravely exposes the forces that conspired to push her there.
It’s so, so good. You really should see it - especially if you or anyone you love has ever struggled with depression.
We had the best intentions of taking the 101 around the Olympic peninsula, stopping in Forks to make fun of the vampires, in Poulsbo to see Nick and Heidi, and just taking our time on our journey…
After our Lewiston dining experience on Thursday night, I was less than anxious to give the city another chance yesterday morning. So, instead of having breakfast there, we decided to drive to Walla Walla for a late breakfast. By far the coolest part about driving from Lewiston to Walla Walla is all the cute little towns you get to pass through on the way! Dayton and Waitsburg were our favorites. Lots of old buildings and signs for us to take pictures of - just how we like it.
Now, it’s been years since I went to Walla Walla, and I remember it being this charming little college town. Well, it’s grown up a bit since then, and it’s gotten quite trendy! Who knew! Of course, we’re not much for trendy, so of course we found a restaurant off the beaten path to stop at before wandering main street a bit. Breakfast (okay, more like lunch) was good, and we were fired up to head for Seattle, so we hit the road soon after.
A few hours of interstate driving later (and through the beautiful Snoqualmie pass!) we hit some lovely rush hour Seattle traffic. Ouch! We’ve been pretty lucky with traffic this trip - I think New Jersey and San Antonio were really the only places we’ve been stuck at all, so we’ve gotten a bit spoiled. Oh well. What can you do?
We finally made it downtown, found a parking spot, and headed for the VI. Wouldn’t you know it? Two of my favorite regulars were sitting in their customary spot outside! I love when that happens! After a round of hellos, I ditched Mike at the bar and invaded their space outside. It’s so fun to catch up with Jen and Amy - they are always entertaining!
Eventually Scott showed up to keep Mike company at the bar, and they heckled me via text message enough that I pried myself away from the girls and we headed for dinner. Scott really wanted to take us to El Gaucho - this fancy schmancy steakhouse down the road from the VI, so we headed there for dinner. Now, I’m not a huge fan of steakhouses. Generally I think they’re overpriced and I don’t really enjoy the pomp and circumstance that surrounds their meals. Give me a greasy spoon diner any day! El Gaucho is very nice - Mike and I felt a wee bit underdressed in our t-shirts and converse. Oh well. The steak was delicious, and it was nice to catch up with Scott a bit.
After dinner, we headed back to the VI for one last drink before we headed to my friend Benita’s house for the night. Of course, there were a bunch of familiar faces there, so we wound up sitting and chatting for a couple hours before we finally called it quits. Benita has a sweet guest room, and we were so happy to spend a night in a real bed!
Today, Mike is going to see a couple of movies with Scott and leaving me to my own devices for most of the day. Then tonight we have tickets to a show on Capitol Hill. It’s going to be a good day! Now if it would just stop raining…
