Category Archives: Life

Cabin

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Here’s a short film I put together to get the kids excited about sleeping in the cabin.

Here’s Why I Refuse to Consider Social Media a News Source

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I’ve said for years that newspapers and magazines are obsolete media.  By the time it’s in a paper form, I either already know about it or don’t care about it.  I’m not kidding, the combination of caring about news and then getting it from a newspaper the next day seems like a logical disconnect Evel Knievel couldn’t jump over on a rocket bike.  I find the evening television news to be only slightly less untimely.

But that doesn’t mean I’m ready to get my news from social media.  The screen capture above, just taken from my Facebook page, explains why, perfectly.

The fact that some football player’s new tattoo is in a list (of 2 items) with the increasing tension in the Middle East tells me that what I thought was only the funniest movie ever made may also have been an accurate prediction of things to come.

If you want to know where I do get my news, there are three primary sources:

1. Rancho DeNada Times, the real time news aggregation page I created years ago.  I can quickly scan the headlines and see if there is anything I want to know about.

2. My RSS feeds, via Feedly.  I subscribe to Google News, The Atlantic, and NPR.

3.  NPR audio, via XM radio if I’m driving or via my Amazon Echo if I’m at home.

If there’s something major happening, I’ll tune into CNN via the internet or on my TV, but that’s a rare occasion.

American culture is celebrity-obsessed, serially focused on the media created drama-of-the week, and attention deficient.  As such, it’s important to decide where you get your news from.  Otherwise, your experience may start to look like this:

Get Your Crying Towel Out

Because this is absolutely beautiful.

 

 

(via The Daily Dot)

Movie Review: Insidious Chapter 3

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Delaney and I went to the movies last night, after I picked her up from Longhorns Swim Camp.

Title: Insidious Chapter 3

Director: Leigh Whannell

Genre: Horror

Interesting Fact: The power went out in the movie theater during the scary séance near the end. It was pretty creepy.

Review: Horror is my favorite genre, so I’m reasonably easy to please. This is a good and workmanlike horror film. Nothing more, but nothing less

Best Part: The window scene. I just about jumped out of my skin.

My Rating: ★★★

Delaney’s Take: “Freaky.”

More:
IMDB
Rotten Tomatoes

Through that Rain, Wind, Ice, Sun and Snow

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As far as I can tell based on my limited experience (if I am, in fact, the reincarnation of some Middle Ages noble like that psychic on Kirby told me just before she cleansed me of his evil deeds for a nice chunk of drunken change, well I don’t remember it), if in a lifetime you can fill up a hand or two with people who care for you and have your back for the right reasons, you’ve done well. Most folks could work a sawmill for a century or so and not run out of fingers.

On the other hand, most folks start out with one person squarely in their corner.

My mother didn’t always understand me. She surely had high expectations for me. But she loved me, and, at least when the chips were down, she had my back. I didn’t always recognize this at the time, but years without her have taught me the value of an ally. Joni Mitchell was right. Almost everyone loves their mother. Almost every orphan loves their mother a lot.

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My mother also, more than anyone else, made me who I am– the good and the bad. For sure, my fear of debt and need for self-sufficiency come directly from her. As I got older and realized how many viewpoints I share with her, it was alarming. Surely, I wasn’t turning into what my teenage self vowed to avoid. The older I get, however, the more I realize it’s OK.  She knew a lot more than I thought she did. And I know a lot less than I act like I do.

Young folks dread growing up and becoming their parents. Old folks hope they do.

As Mother’s Day approached, I found myself listening to this song a lot.

Call your mamma sometimes
She misses you
She can’t help she’s all alone
Stay away from all that whiskey
But don’t stay away from home

Yep.

Hug ’em if you got ’em.  I miss my mother.

Superstar

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Many of the people who claim to speak for him are full of shit, but Jesus was and is a superstar.  It’s easy to forget that when we’re bombarded with fundamentalist idiots who use religion as a weapon of oppression.  But God is Love, and Jesus loves all of us.

Happy Easter.

That Sound You Hear Isn’t a Sound at All

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Thankfully, I don’t hear bombs exploding in my head, like some who experience Exploding Head Syndrome (more here) do, but I often have some sort of auditory dream that wakes me up.  In fact, I had one this morning.  I “heard” (not for the first or 10th time) a loud, brief, irregular knocking sound, that woke me up.  Sometimes, it’s someone calling for me.  It happens enough that I have learned (because it is statistically impossible that this many loud noises would immediately stop as soon as I “wake up”) that these are not dangerous things.  I don’t wake up particularly startled.  I just wake up, listen to confirm that there’s nothing happening, and then go back to sleep.  Like a lot of people, I also have the occasional hypnic jerk, but those are different, and only seem to happen once in a while when falling asleep.

Based on a little research, it seems that quite a few people have some form of this.

Interestingly, I don’t have any other sleep issues, and only rarely have any trouble falling asleep.