werner herzog rules

rockets red glare

I had a book about Challenger flight mission and the teacher, Christina McAuliffe (second from left), when I was little and have been basically plagued by this space travel ever since. I have this whole crew's faces memorized and every time I see them I get a little sad thinking about how excited they must have been and how traumatic it was for their families that day. Look at their smiles! So excited to see that rocket go up and so utterly broken when it fell apart like that. I used to weirdly mourn Christina specifically, maybe because she reminded me of my favourite elementary school teacher, Mrs. Moore?

I think the idea of being in space is fascinating, but still cannot grasp that idea of people in space as "natural" or necessary act. If anyone offered me the chance to go out into space, I would say no in a flat second and would absolutely DREAD anyone I loved doing it.

Read more about the sadness here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Space_Shuttle_Challenger

Maybe that's why I hate regular plane flying so much.

Get well soon, Mr. Delon.

It's dangerous times.

I HAVE A HERNIA

So I pretty sure my insides are pouring out of where my appendix surgery cut through. Ask me how much this shit hurts. I DARE YOU!



I completely forgot about this band until the other day and I just thought, "oh my god, how did I ever like these guys? They're so boring." Well, fast forward to this painful, painful night and I'm pretty into this song. More so into the video - that's some Royal Tenenbaums shit right there. I only hope to be as fun as parent as these guys!

sixteen candles

hahahahahahahahaha

ahhh whatever

“Love leaped out in front of us like a murderer in an alley leaping out of nowhere, and struck us both at once. As lightning strikes, as a Finnish knife strikes! She, by the way, insisted afterwards that it wasn’t so, that we had, of course, loved each other for a long, long time, without knowing each other, never having seen each other… ”
― Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita




I should be outside, but instead I'm stuck inside trying to write about Irish and Jewish nationalism.