Daily Archives: October 13, 2012

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A Huge Endeavour on the Streets of Los Angeles

On your left you see the space shuttle Endeavour, shortly after its touchdown at LAX earlier this week.

Endeavour flew 25 times between 1992 and 2011. In daylight photos you can see how battered it is. Honourable wounds gained doing honourable work.

Today, it is on its last journey as it continues inching its way through the streets of Los Angeles towards its final home, the California Science Center in Exposition Park. Continue reading

As the Election Heats Up the Racists Take their Cue

We’ve apparently reached the part of the 2012 election where all the racist assheads emerge from the shadows in full bigoted regalia.

While not surprising, it does just make us….well, what? What does this particular demonstration make us feel? This may seem like an easy question, but maybe it isn’t so easy. Is it enraging? Sure. But by this point it’s also so cliché and mundane that it’s almost like expecting the jerk after the tap on the knee. It’s not that we thought these folks went anywhere after the 2008 election. No, of course not. Due to the Tea Party, which has been noticeably absent during much of the 2012 campaign, we saw the many, many, racist signs and slogans and t-shirts and whatever the first time around. So, where has this guy been? Continue reading

The Hollywood Caller: Nic Cage Won’t Ever Stop Making Movies Despite Their Utter Insanity

Nic Cage is just making shit up now; Tyra Banks’ head has TV plans; Ryan Reynolds to get serious…again; OPRAH SQUEEEEEEEE; the USA network knows what we like; Peter Berg tells Mitt Romney to “Step Off”; Dane Cook needs a new job…always; and a new teaser trailer for NBC’s Mockingbird Lane! Oh, Eddie Izzard. Continue reading

Coming to Terms with Depression

At best I would gloat and brag of my excellent mental health.  At worst, I could be condescending and downright vicious toward anyone else’s “supposed” mental instability. Then one day I’m in therapy, and my therapist suggests, after a straight six months of feeling flat and disinterested, that I could be depressed.

Nope, not me. I don’t feel sad. I don’t cry under warranted or unwarranted circumstances, I don’t feel suicidal. But I’m so tired and everything pisses me off (I can now relate to anger without enthusiasm). Things that I normally like to do are unappealing and all food tastes bland. I can’t concentrate, can’t remember anything short term and staying in bed is so much more appealing then talking to people. I’m bored with everything and look forward to nothing. Except going home and going to bed, I can’t sleep enough. Booze (that I suddenly can’t stand the taste of) and various non-prescribed chemicals help…temporarily, and then I feel worse. Continue reading