Archive for the ‘life’ Category

5.12 Earthquake

Monday, June 2nd, 2008

Many have written about how difficult it is for humans to understand numbers without everyday meaning. We can put into context 10, 100, even 1,000, but things get hard us for when we hit numbers without reference points in our daily lives.

Before it was Innumeracy was a book, Ronald Reagan noted the phenomenon manifesting in response to speeches. He could talk about how a particular piece of legislation had saved $7.4 million and people would hardly respond. But if he talked about how a bill saved $324,000 the crowed would applaud enthusiastically.

Sadly, the same is true with human tragedy.

From early reports of 10,000 dead, eventually rising to 50,000, then 60,560, now 69,016… It’s hard to put something like the earthquake in China into perspective because (thankfully) it’s so foreign to us. We lack context. Most of us will live our entire lives and it will be a complete shock to us if more than one person dies on a single day.

For tragedies like the earthquake, we lack context. Try as we might, all we can really understand is that a lot of people died.

Maybe then, instead of trying to understand the whole, we try to understand we can. The stories of individuals.

Without gore, and in bitter-sweet fashion, an Chinese artist named Coco Wang managed to depict just a handful of stories.

I suggest you read them all.

For me, more than the countless news articles, more than the tv coverage, these ten stories brought home the tragedy. That behind each one is a shattered family, irreparably changed. That in the midst of pain were beacons of love, bravery, selflessness, and kindness. Things that give us that rare opportunity to take pride in calling ourselves “human.”

Kenndy said “our most basic common link is that we all inhabit this small planet, we all breathe the same air, we all cherish our children’s futures, and we are all mortal.”

Take a moment to reflect on the individual stories, to send them your thoughts, your help, and most importantly your prayers.

Rick’s Desk

Sunday, April 27th, 2008

What Rick walked into the other morning.

Reason 3,589 I Could Never Be a Real Gangsta

Monday, April 14th, 2008

I liked Driving Miss Daisy.

Lufthansa Airbus wingstrike at Hamburg

Tuesday, March 4th, 2008

When I flew into Hamburg this weekend I knew it was windy.

What I didn’t know was how windy it had been earlier that morning.

Life in West Hollywood

Tuesday, December 18th, 2007

Today, I saw a homeless man, ragged shirt, jeans not just torn, but missing left leg fabric from the thigh down, crossing the street in front of my car, listening to an iPod.

When I completed my journey to Subway, a group of metalheads, clad in dark, demon-laden, metal shirts, sat at the table next to me debating & proposing new potential categories for Wheel of Fortune.

In other news, my car was broken into (again) this morning.

I was awoken by the landlord informing of the situation & asking me to check my car. As I drive a Jeep Wrangler, it looks more like it was a “unzipping” than a break-in. Luckily, as part of leaving for China, I stripped my car of various gadgets — notably my GPS — and had yet to put them back.

All-in-all, it looks like they rummaged through my backseat, stole some burned CDs & some loose change. Perhaps happy with their loot, they ignored my radio. Honestly, the biggest pain of it all was re-attaching the side & back window.

With similar rationale, I’m going to hit a CD store. I’ll stock up on a dozen or so $.99 CDs and leave them in the car. Hopefully, future thieves will be happy with a score they estimate at $100+, decide that’s enough & leave, leaving everything else alone.

Forecast: Smoke

Saturday, December 8th, 2007

Sadly, this is neither photoshop’ed nor inaccurate.

Goodbye Las Vegas

Monday, November 26th, 2007

I’m puttering around at LAS, waiting for my flight to board & return me to Los Angeles. I’ll write more about the trip later, but I have to say free WiFi at the airport rocks. Why doesn’t every airport do this?

Goodbye, Las Vegas. I’ll miss you.

However, thanks to the 99 cent, Las Vegas Half-Pound hot dog, I’ll be taking part of you with me. (Blackberry included for reference.)

Happy Thanksgiving!

Thursday, November 22nd, 2007

The Thanksgiving Song! (by Adam Sandler)

Love to eat turkey
Love to eat turkey
Love to eat turkey
‘Cause it’s good
Love to east turkey
Like a good boy should
‘Cause it’s turkey to eat
So good

Turkey for me
Turkey for you
Let’s eat the turkey
in my big brown shoe
Love to eat the turkey
At the table
I once saw a movie
With Betty Grable
Eat that turkey
All night long
Fifty million Elvis fans
Can’t be wrong
Turkey turkey doo and
Turkey turkeydap
I eat that turkey Then I take a nap

Thanksgiving is a special night
Jimmy Walker used to say Dynomite
That’s right
Turkey with gravy and cranberry
Can’t believe the Mets traded Darryl Strawberry
Turkey for you and
Turkey for me
Can’t believe Tyson
Gave that girl V.D.

White meat, dark meat
You just can’t lose
I fell off my moped
And I got a bruise
Turkey in the oven
And the buns in the toaster
I’ll never take down
My Cheryl Tiegs poster
Wrap the turkey up
In aluminum foil
My brother like to masturbate
With baby oil
Turkey and sweet potato pie
Sammy Davis Jr.
Only had one eye

Turkey for the girls and
Turkey for the boys
My favorite kind of pant
Are corduriys
Gobble gobble goo and
Gobble gobble gickel
I wish turkey
Only cost a nickel
Oh I love turkey on Thanksgiving

LA Clippers 84, New York 81

Wednesday, November 14th, 2007



I am not Jack’s Raging Bile Duct.

Sunday, November 11th, 2007

Owning just a VCR, I first purchased the Princess Bride on VHS.

Later, when I got a DVD player, I decided I didn’t need to re-purchase most of my VHS collection, just to have it on DVD. Except, of course, the Princess Bride. So I bought it on DVD.

Shortly thereafter they released a “Special Edition” version, loaded with extras, so, of course, I bought it.

Now, there’s an even newer edition — the special 20th Anniversary Edition.

I wish I could tell you I was angry.

Angry at having to keep purchasing the same, damn movie over and over and over again.

But I’m not.

I’m so not.

Sadly, my reaction was that of schoolgirl glee, thinking “Oooooooooo! I bet there’s even more extras!”

*sigh*

I swear, it’s like I never read/saw Fight Club.