“Thanks to modern medicine and mass immunization, by the year 2000, measles was considered all but eliminated from the US. But then along came Jenny McCarthy’s tinfoil hat theories that vaccines caused autism, and dick parents who assumed that other kids’ immunity would protect their kids and that vaccines were government mind control drugs made out of cancer proliferated. And, as a result, 2011 clocked in the highest number of measles cases in the last 15 years. While 222 doesn’t sound like a big number, consider what happened in France, another country that, for all its good qualities, contains a large number of assholes who chose to forego vaccination. According to LiveScience, France experienced from 30 to 40 cases of measles from 2005 to 2007, about 1,000 cases in 2009, and about 15,000 cases in 2011. Last year, 30,000 people in mainland Europe came down with the measles.”—
Am I the only one who’s completely nonplussed that Tim Burton is doing yet ANOTHER film with Helena Bonham Carter and Depp? He’s starting to remind me of my high school drama teacher who just directed the same five plays over and over again. Yeah, maybe glance through some headshots, Timmy and Mr. Carter- there’s a WHOLE NEW CROP OF KIDS OUT THERE THESE DAYS. KIDS YOU HAVEN’T HAD SEX WITH, EVEN.
I honestly don’t even mind the nepotism so much as the fact that Burton has been phoning it in for years. His latest movies look neat, yes, but they are overall terrible. I would like it better if it was sort of like an sketch comedy group (think Kids in the Hall) where it was always the same group of people playing all the characters - THAT could be interesting. But instead it’s like he puts his friends in his movies to make them rich and then remembers that he hates his friends and actually hates working, so he leaves the projects to underlings and it all turns out like crap.
A few years ago, I was introduced to someecards.com by a co-worker of mine. She was a terrible person to work with but I found the site very inspiring. I quickly began compiling a list of dark and funny card sayings of my own that I found hilarious. Then one day, as if they telepathically read my deepest desires, Someecards.com added a feature where users could create (and save) their own cards. You could even list them publicly so other people could rate them and send then to their friends. I was in heaven. I immediately started bombarding my friends with my some e-genius.
Then I forgot about it for like 4 years.
Then, this morning—jogged by my BFF’s birthday—I remembered the site and logged on. All my old cards were there.
I really think Kickstarter, IndieGoGo etc. should be geared more toward artistic endeavors that would otherwise not receive funding, as opposed to business start-ups who have the opportunity to apply for a business loan.
I have a reasonably do-able fantasy business in my head, and no bank on Earth would give me a loan, so I figured I’d just save up the money and git ‘er done.
I guess I’m old-fashioned that way.
I’m glad these services exist, but I am overwhelmed by the amount of requests that I see and the general attitude around them. People treat you like you’re a big meanie if you don’t give money and I don’t know about you, but I see probably 2-3 requests a week and all of the badgering “we’re only $5,000 away from our goal! Keep giving, everybody!” it’s grating on my nerves. Sorry, I can’t afford to donate all of my money and if I had $5,000 just lying around doing nothing, I’d probably donate it to MYSELF to fund my own project.
I’m following my passion. Not just my passion for cheese, but also for supporting sustainable and artisanal food production, continuous learning, interacting with people, teaching, working hard to be the best at what I do, and feeling good about what I do and who I work for.
I’m ending my 13-year career in marketing and advertising. I’m starting a new chapter in my life as a full-time cheese monger. I’m taking a substantial salary cut and making an equal investment in my current and future happiness.
I’m doing something I believe in. And damn, it feels good.
I feel like we should all be sending you $5 a week just for living our dreams. I mean, honestly. How many times a day do we all fantasize about running away from our desk jobs and working with cheese?! You’re like a professional Dream Liver now and deserve endorsements. Maybe some cheese Nikes or your own cheese perfume?
There is this little asshole (like 3 years old) who has been pushing and hitting my son at the playground this evening. His mom is walking laps around the park and isn’t telling him to stop.
A minute ago his older brother pushed him and he fell down and hurt himself.
I smiled and said, “good” under my breath.
Does that make me a bad person? Because that kid is a total asshole.
When I see/experience things like that, I say something myself. If the kids’ parents aren’t getting involved, it means that they assume that things will work themselves out. Which includes another adult saying “stop it!” I won’t touch anyone else’s kid, but I will tell them to behave. I have no qualms whatsoever.
This weekend at the science center, there were some bigger kids being rowdy and mean in a small kids play area where my nephew (age 7) happened to be and Ryan let Kidlet manage it for a while, but once one of the big kids shoved him, Ryan stepped right up and said “HEY! DON’T DO THAT. YOU KEEP YOUR HANDS TO YOURSELF.” and the kid apologized to Kidlet and didn’t do it again. Ryan wasn’t a jerk, wasn’t a bully, he was just firm and the other kid respected that. Plus, what could the parents have objected to (if they had actually been supervising their children!)? Nothing. It’s not okay to push and shove, period. Play nice, and everybody has a good time.