Wednesday, September 28, 2005

100% make you sad guarantee

I challenge you to find a more sad page on the internet.

http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001705/

35 movies.

35.

Some in pre-production. As in, him working right now.

Monday, September 26, 2005

Forward (Take Two..Damn not knowing what I'm doing and losing an entire post)

I received this forward from a coworker today: (There were pictures of frilly flowers and Precious Moments looking people scattered through out, but I'm far too lazy to copy them over)

The 'L I T T L E' things .


As you might know, the head of a company survived
9/11 because his son started kindergarten.


Another fellow was alive because it was

his turn to bring donuts.

One woman was late because her
alarm clock didn't go off in time.


One was late because of being stuck on the NJ Turnpike

because of an auto accident.


One of them

missed his bus.


One spilled food on her clothes and had to take
time to change.


One's

car wouldn't start.


One went back to

answer the telephone
.


One had a

child that dawdled


and didn't get ready as soon as he should have.


One couldn't

get a taxi.

The one that struck me was the man

who put on a new pair of shoes that morning,


took the various means to get to work


but before he got there, he developed


a blister on his foot.


He
stopped at a drugstore ! to buy a Band-Aid.
That is why he is alive today.

Now when I am

stuck in traffic,

miss an elevator,


turn back to answer a ringing telephone
...

all the little things that annoy me.


I think to myself,


this is exactly where

God wants me to be


at this very moment..



Next time your morning seems to be

going wrong,
the children are slow getting dressed,


you can't seem to find the car keys,


you hit every traffic light,


don't get mad or frustrated;


God is at work watching over you.


May God continue to bless you


with all those annoying little things


and may you remember their possible purpose.


Pass this on to someone else, if you'd like.
There is NO LUCK attached.
If you delete this, it's okay:


God's Love Is Not Dependent On


E-Mail !!


(that's the cool part)



A
MEN

I'm pretty sure this is worst forward I've ever received.

First off, let's give it the annoying forward check list:

/center turned on at the beginning and never turned off? Check!
Annoying color schemes? Check!
Unnecesarily large font? Check!
Send this to all of your friends or your mom will die voodoo threats? Che...wait. It doesn't pass that one. Kudos to the writer there.
Psuedo-inspirational "Enjoy the small things" type crap? Check!
Adding in a "God Bless you" etc? Check!


But anymore, its not even the "God Bless You" stuff that annoys me. I would say its about 5% of the population is militant atheist, so it's reasonable to for my coworker to send this out and assume no backlash. Hey, I'm not saying its right, just that that's the way it is. What got to me about this forward that its so flawed: its half humorous, half offensive.

From the email:
God has a plan for you. He had a plan for all those people who didn't die in 9/11 because he made them oversleep, miss the bus, get donuts, etc.

And from that logic, God also had a plan to kill the 3,000 people who managed to get to work on time, evidently. So I guess God has a plan to kill all the punctual people in the world.

And as a person who prides himself on getting to work at 8:00 everyday, I'm a little scared.

So here we go

I've avoided doing this for a year now because of one thing. Well, besides thinking that I'm really not clever enough to have anything of importance to say. But the real reason that I haven't joined the Blog phenomenon is that I know that this blog is doomed. I'm intentionally bringing something into this world with a horrible fate.

I'll love and care for it initially. Then, I'll become distracted and the neglect will start. Death will not be far off. Then, like a public hanging, the spectacle will hang out there for all who stumble onto it. A blog who was loved then forgotten about. Destined to sway for eternity. Or until Blogger does a clean up. One of the two.