I feel so out-of-touch of things these days. Working at a TV station has really dampened my desire to watch TV. The only time I watch it is when I'm really excited about watching something, like
Corner Gas.
But when I discover, through a
webcomic, that Christopher Reeve passed away
2 days ago, that makes me sad, and even more sad when I discover that it's been
2 days since i found out.
Rodney Dangerfield passed away recently. Now Reeve. All of the famous people I grew up watching, listening to, admiring, are starting to pass on.
I don't want to watch the news, because the news itself depresses me - it's hardly ever good news. Kinda like how Dave warned me about not leaning over too far on my balcony, he's seen a lot of news reports on things like that. But they never report things like "15,037 people
didn't fall off their balcony today", y'know?
CTV and City News do have their feelgood stories every other day or so - stories of firefighters rescuing kittens or a new baby whale at Seaworld - but it's unfortunately clouded over with all the doom and gloom. It'd be great if there was such a news that gave nothing but the happy stuff - but it wouldn't get viewers, I don't think.
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Monty Python's "Universe Song" was in my head this morning.
Whenever life gets you down, Mrs. Brown,
And things seem hard or tough,
When people are stupid, obnoxious or daft,
And you feel that you've had quite enough...
Just remember that you're standing on a planet that's evolving
And revolving at nine hundred miles an hour.
It's orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it's reckoned,
The sun that is the source of all our power.
The sun and you and me, and all the stars that we can see,
Are moving at a million miles a day
In an outer spiral arm at forty thousand miles an hour
Of the galaxy we call the milky way.
The galaxy itself contains a hundred billion stars,
It's a hundred thousand lightyears side-to-side.
It bulges in the middle, sixteen thousand lightyears thick,
But out by us it's just three thousand lightyears wide.
We're thirty thousand lightyears from galactic central point,
We go 'round every two hundred million years.
And our galaxy is only one of millions of billions
In this amazing and expanding universe.
The universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding
In all of the directions it can whizz.
As fast as it can go, at the speed of light, you know
Twelve million miles a minute and that's the fastest speed there is.
So remember when you're feeling very small and insecure,
How amazingly unlikely is your birth
And pray that there's intelligent life somewhere up in space,
'Cause there's bugger all down 'ere on Earth!Can you tell I'm a little down today? :P Just these little thing perk me up for a bit. :)
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