Ok, it’s not quite space, but he’s weightless
I’m so happy they offered it to him and not some movie star. Hawking deserves whatever happiness he can get in his life.
For those not familiar with his condition, he was diagnosed with ALS at age 21 and was told that he’d have two to three years left to live, maximum.
He’s now 66 years old, outliving that prediction by 40 years, and doing some of the most incredible advancements in our knowledge of the way the Universe works that we’ve ever seen. He’s not just brilliant, he obviously has a will of iron.
Good for you Stephen!
We Canucks fans are an odd bunch. We really do want to be confident that our team can do it, but there’s an underlying worry that they’ll choke… again. So watching Game Seven last night against the Dallas Stars was excrutiating. It didn’t look like the Canucks showed up to play in the first period so we were all getting into the mindset of a loss.
Then that second period happened and they dominated, tying the game up. But still that worry was there — they were just teasing us with this great play and they’d somehow lose it all. Something would happen that would fulfill our traditional Canuck play.
But it didn’t. We held on to the lead until well into the second period, and Dallas finally had to pull their goalie for the extra attacker, and we put not one, but two away into the empty net to seal the game. I honestly couldn’t believe it. I had built up the “we’re going to choke” thought in my head so firmly that I couldn’t believe we had actually won.
And it was only the first round… I don’t know if I can take another!
Go Canucks!
Saw this on Colbert Report when Robert Pinksy (the author) appeared:
When I had no roof I made
Audacity my roof. When I had
No supper my eyes dined.
When I had no eyes I listened.
When I had no ears I thought.
When I had no thought I waited.
When I had no father I made
Care my father. When I had
No mother I embraced order.
When I had no friend I made
Quiet my friend. When I had no
Enemy I opposed my body.
When I had no temple I made
My voice my temple. I have
No priest, my tongue is my choir.
When I have no means fortune
Is my means. When I have
Nothing, death will be my fortune.
Need is my tactic, detachment
Is my strategy. When I had
No lover I courted my sleep.
Much like Tycho, I’m baffled (and angry) at the pricing for the XBox 360’s downloadable content for the newly released Guitar Hero II. Getting GH2 for the 360 has been my plan since I heard it was announced — I bought a PS2 simply to play GH1. The plan was to sell the PS2 once the 360 version was available because of the sweet, sweet extra downloadable songs.
Now that they’ve released the first three song packs at $6.25 for three songs I’m wondering if I shouldn’t just sell the 360 version instead and keep the PS2. That pricing is an outrage. Tycho, and this 1Up article, say it much better than I could, but I’ve gotta vent here: Screw you Activision.
The weather’s getting better, and I’m itching to shed some of this accursed winter weight. Saturday, 2pm, the usual place? Do we have goalies? Make the call, people!
Hey, what’s the logical progression from all the different “performance” games that we (well, I know *I*) play and love, like Karaoke Revolution and Guitar Hero? How about Rock Band? How about it comes with two guitars (lead and bass), drums, and a microphone? How about you don’t even need everyone in the same room, but can play over the Internet?
How about they’ve already sold it to me and would they please just get it here now?
Calling all of you who haven’t bought an XBox 360 yet — get one so we can play this together!
The newly on-the-market Jim dropped by early before poker night on Sunday and we took a walk around Metrotown in the afternoon. Jim’s fashion sense is stuck back when both of us were single (and fashion stupid). Thankfully Mel watches “What Not To Wear” and I’ve learned a ton at the sideline.
Jim’s clothes didn’t fit, were worn wrong (nobody tucks in t-shirts!) and the colours were wrong for him (the new Thickets shirt is great, but it got lost with his skin tone). So we went looking for something better for him. We started out with the basics: Some nice fitted t-shirts and a good pair of jeans. After trying on the first pair I realized that Jim has the opposite body problem I do. I’m average height, but have a tall torso and short legs. Jim’s only slightly taller than me, but he has very long legs and a short torso. His shirt-tucking was just making it look worse — almost like a Florida retiree with his pants up to his chest!
I don’t have a photo, but I like to think it was a great success. We got him a great pair of jeans that looked really good on him, three good tees (red, black, and a faded blue “ringer” shirt) as well as a black button-up short sleeve to wear over top of the red or blue.
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