Something amazing just happened: In the midst of another self-induced panic attack and/or chaotic mind-burst, Andrea Bocelli’s beautiful voice penetrated through the brewing storm and brought me to safety.
I feel silly describing it but it was just so magical; there was this ascension from this depressed, dark and lonely hole to some higher state of being. It was absolute yet gradual, it was a progression of thought from withdrawal to acknowledgement to acceptance, knowing that it would be alright.
What’s best is that this song always hits me most when I’m not consciously drawing from it. When “Con Te Partiro” wants to played, knows it should be played, it plays. And then I just have to lay back and let the pieces fall into place.
“Forget those pesky 3D printers that require software and the knowledge of 3D modeling and behold the 3Doodler, the world’s first pen that draws in three dimensions in real time. Imagine holding a pen and waving it through the air, only the line your pen creates stays frozen, suspended and permanent in 3D space. Sound like magic? Well it certainly looks like it, watch the video above to see the thing in action. The 3Doodler was designed by Boston-based company WobbleWorks who recently launched a Kickstarter campaign to sell the miraculous little devices that utilizes a special plastic which is heated and instantly cooled to form solid structures as you draw. I don’t know about you but for me this might have just won the most impulsive Kickstarter purchase in history. Check it out.”
fucking science man
I’ve seen it all.
omggg this is so cool.
This is flight.
Anybody who’s had the misfortune of living with me in college knows that I’m obsessed with Oreos. All it takes is a little impulse and I’m out the door heading to the overpriced convenience store downstairs to buy a pack (or two). My go-to is the the crème de la [artificial] crème, Double Stuffed, but I’ll make do with whatever I have. There’ve been “Do-it-Yourself” Double Stuffeds when only the measly regular is available, “Health Conscious” Double Stuffeds when I decide to use the so-called reduced fat Oreos, “Twilight” Double Stuffeds that one time I bought Uh-Oh Oreos along with regular.
I’ve enjoyed a number of different Oreo incarnations but none as unique as Oreo O’s, Nabisco’s holy marriage of dessert and breakfast. Growing up, having sweets like cookies and candy were a rarity since my mom wanted us to eat as healthy as possible. But there was something about adding the word breakfast to any meal that made my mom think it was a wonderful nutrition option. In fact, our mutual approval made it my middle-school breakfast meal. Unlike other cereals, Oreo O’s managed to maintain its appeal even after something of a year of consecutive breakfasts and after-school snacks. I guess that if it had gone on any longer I probably would’ve gotten tired of it but before I could even consider that possibility the product was discontinued.
Looking back I’m embarrassed to say that I was probably more heartbroken at this loss than that of my multiple goldfishes. The succeeding weeks involved constant request coupled with constant rejection. My understanding of mortality was furthered by this experience. Sure I had enjoyed the cereal but couldn’t I have made even more out of it had I known that our time was limited? This is what the Counting Crows meant when they sang those lyrics in their cover of Big Yellow Taxi: ”Don’t it always seem to go that you don’t know what you’ve got til it’s gone.”
The mourning period was longer that I’d like to admit but still brief. Life went on and I’d forgotten about Oreo O’s until I stumbled upon an old ad. The old memories are nostalgic delusion but its presence in my earlier years has undoubtedly impacted my appreciation of the brand. Of course, one need not resurrect an abandoned product to enjoy the deliciousness of the Oreos among us today.
Just finished my first run-through of Jonathan Blow’s Braid. It’s hard to say what I loved most about this game, between the music, gameplay, puzzles, and storyline it just had everything going for it.
Caine’s [Cardboard] Arcade