This is a great short film featuring a moment frozen in time. Whether it was intended or not, it works perfectly as a Dark Knight fan film.
It also works as an endless loop, which is a nice touch.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Man Man - "Rabbit Habits"
Friday, April 17, 2009
Raisin Brahms!
This PSA for arts education is beyond awesome:
It's the power of the arts!
It's the power of the arts!
Sunday, April 12, 2009
That's The Story Of Jesus
One of Bill Hicks' best:
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Special Prayers
From the "Stories" section on my niece's website:
Also I'm not sure if I'm comforted or worried about this recent exchange:
And here's a good one from February, before her visit:
It's nice to know that I'm in her thoughts. And that her thoughts resemble mine in their amusing surreality.
"Abigail's 'special prayers' before bed continue to leave Carl and I laughing. She says her regular prayers ("God bless mom, God bless dad"... and so on), and then she picks someone to say a special prayer for... and it's completely up to her who it's about and what she prays for. One night recently she picked Great Gpa Carl to say a special prayer for. I can't remember her exact words, but essentially she prayed for Great Gpa Carl to not throw Gpa Gary off the edge... Carl and I had a hard time not laughing... we don't know where she comes up with it. Last night, she picked Uncle Jordan for her special prayer. She picked him several days in a row a few weeks ago after he fell off the roof of his house, and so when she picked him last night we figured it would deal with the fall again. No, last night she prayed, 'Dear Jesus, please help Uncle Jordan to not have fire coming out of his head.'"
Also I'm not sure if I'm comforted or worried about this recent exchange:
Abigail: "God's not at our house today."
Amy: "He's not? Where is he?"
Abigail: "With Uncle Scott in Tennessee."
And here's a good one from February, before her visit:
Amy: "Are you going to visit Uncle Scott?"
Abigail: "Yes, but not today. Tennessee is closed."
It's nice to know that I'm in her thoughts. And that her thoughts resemble mine in their amusing surreality.
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