i am sick of my personality and how its constantly screwing me around. one minute i am happy one minute i am in tears and cant handle the world around me. everything is falling apart slowly.
Tell me about it. Confessionizer is (obviously) anonymous but to whoever wrote this, I feel you.
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Claes Tingvall, a car safety specialist with the Swedish Road Administration (Vägverket), told the newspaper Expressen that GM recently finished a multi-year research project in which dead human bodies were used. “For certain things, it’s important to use cadavers. [The tests] involved people who had donated their own bodies,” Tingvall told Expressen. (via The Local - Human cadavers used in auto crash tests)
/they b dead, they don’t care anymore. If it saves a living human, I think it was worth. A bit morbid, but worth it.
Last year, I read the book Stiff, by Mary Roach that has a whole chapter devoted to discussing human crash test dummies and the “ghastly, necessary science of impact tolerance.” Reading this extremely fascinating book actually got me thinking about what I want to happen with my body after I die. The book is unexpectedly and quite blessedly hilarious, although the humor never comes at the expense of the dead bodies that populate its pages. Instead, Roach uses humor as a kind of psychic safety valve, a vital and much-appreciated tension release from what is, at times, some very intense subject matter. (Fortunately, there are no pictures.)
Her opening lines:
The way I see it, being dead is not terribly far off from being on a cruise ship. Most of your time is spent lying on your back. The brain has shut down. The flesh begins to soften. Nothing much new happens, and nothing is expected of you.
She’s kind of right. To continue:
Not there’s anything wrong with just lying on your back. In its way, rotting is interesting too, as we will see. It’s just that there are other ways to spend your time as a cadaver. Get involved with science. Be an art exhibit. Become part of a tree. Some options for you to think about.
Read more excerpts here.
Now I want to read her new book called Bonk, another hilarious account of science in search of better sex. It’s now on my list. :)](http://media.tumblr.com/z7h3cgJZQ8r7axdjkRxEWybm_400.jpg)
dhk:
Claes Tingvall, a car safety specialist with the Swedish Road Administration (Vägverket), told the newspaper Expressen that GM recently finished a multi-year research project in which dead human bodies were used. “For certain things, it’s important to use cadavers. [The tests] involved people who had donated their own bodies,” Tingvall told Expressen. (via The Local - Human cadavers used in auto crash tests)
/they b dead, they don’t care anymore. If it saves a living human, I think it was worth. A bit morbid, but worth it.
Last year, I read the book Stiff, by Mary Roach that has a whole chapter devoted to discussing human crash test dummies and the “ghastly, necessary science of impact tolerance.” Reading this extremely fascinating book actually got me thinking about what I want to happen with my body after I die. The book is unexpectedly and quite blessedly hilarious, although the humor never comes at the expense of the dead bodies that populate its pages. Instead, Roach uses humor as a kind of psychic safety valve, a vital and much-appreciated tension release from what is, at times, some very intense subject matter. (Fortunately, there are no pictures.)
Her opening lines:
The way I see it, being dead is not terribly far off from being on a cruise ship. Most of your time is spent lying on your back. The brain has shut down. The flesh begins to soften. Nothing much new happens, and nothing is expected of you.
She’s kind of right. To continue:
Not there’s anything wrong with just lying on your back. In its way, rotting is interesting too, as we will see. It’s just that there are other ways to spend your time as a cadaver. Get involved with science. Be an art exhibit. Become part of a tree. Some options for you to think about.
Read more excerpts here.
Now I want to read her new book called Bonk, another hilarious account of science in search of better sex. It’s now on my list. :)
If You Put That Picture On The Internet I’ll Call My Lawyer
“So, Mr. Angry Overreaction Man, your photo is now on the internet. Call your lawyer. Tell him somebody on a public sidewalk took your photo while you were on a public sidewalk. Then tell him you physically assaulted the photographer. See what he says.” (via energyface)
Classic blue-tooth over his ear. Click on the link above to read the rest of the story within the flickr photo description. Quite awesome. Location: SF!
I saw Forgetting Sarah Marshall with a friend of mine tonight, and I now have a crush on Jason Segel, who plays Peter Bretter in the film. Apparently I was missing out when Freaks and Geeks was popular which was also produced by Judd Apatow.
Being a Judd Apatow production means 1) it’s likely going to be good and 2) there’s likely going to be a lot of dick jokes. And there is. (Did I mention Segel has some full-frontal scenes? And no, that’s not the reason for my crush.) Taking the baton from stuff like Wedding Crashers, the bear-like Segel has a similar presence to Vince Vaughn, although I have to say, he is like a ‘No-Frills’ version.
A lot of critics have said that the film is a presentation of how ambition can kill relationships and that Sarah’s ambition does this to the one she has with Peter. I can see this a bit but don’t think the film is really that deep, and I think that the film’s just showing two people who aren’t right for each other dealing with the fall out of their break up - nothing more, nothing less.
Now I know what all those crazy billboards are about!
If you don’t end up going to the Saturday afternoon meetup this weekend, it is mandatory that you join us next weekend on Friday, May 16th at Lucky 13. (well not mandatory but you’d be missing out big time)
Lucky 13 is on Market Street between 15th St and Church (near the Castro and really close to all kinds of public transportation)
Why you will be there:
Kick ass tunage on the jukebox
+ drinking $2* cans of PBR on the back patio with good people
+ visits to graffiti-filled bathrooms
+ bullshitting with internet friends over whiskey shots
+ munching on free popcorn
=
SF tumblr love.*unfortunately it’s CASH ONLY but if you spend what’s in your wallet, there’s an ATM inside.
REBLOG THIS AND LET’S SPREAD THE WORD!!
ps. if I’m missing anything, let me know. See ya next Friday! -Katy
A date has been set (finally!). Reblog away SF people!
Hey party people,
This group was started to eventually have a meet-up, yeah? So let’s do it! I’m envisioning Saturday afternoon at Zeitgeist. What are you envisioning?
Re-blog to spread the word, add suggestions and give you 2 cents.
I’m out of town this weekend so I can’t make it. Have drinks for me! :( You beat me to the punch - I’m putting something together for Friday, May 16th. Post coming soon. Stay tuned….
emilyposts: Is it okay (proper) to send a thank you note for a wedding gift that was received before the wedding? Or should I wait until after the wedding? It is still two months away and we have started receiving presents. I like to send things out in a timely fashion, but I’m pretty big on following the rules. I have searched through my etiquette book (yes, I have about 8 of them) and can’t find a ruling for this.
catedunn: the sooner the better with thank you notes - write away! there’s an old southern anecdote about the truest ladies bringing thank you cards to dinner, writing it in the bathroom, and putting it in the mailbox on the way out—probably too much, but you see where i’m going!
biteofpythias: The southern thank you note discussion reminded me of an oldie but goodie: why don’t southern women like orgies? Too many thank you notes… Ha.
dhk:
Props to both, tho i gotta say KN’s lyrics are bit more audacious in the brooding ways, but “it’s a hit” is a great fucking song too.
/no pt hear, listen to em both and like credit at Franky and Johny’s, its noooooooo problem. If you had any idea how great the old ver. of this commercial used to be and if you have digi footage of the vintage, special man, maybe one person reading this knows who I’m talking about. sounded like “lettahabid” and he had cigar as well.
Kate Nash and Rilo Kiley (Jenny Lewis) are my girlfriends in my dreams. Along with Scarlett Johansson and Mandy Moore.
