This is the single most important invention of 2014. No question about it.
While true happiness may have a different definition to each of us, science can give us a glimpse at the underlying biological factors behind happiness. From the food we eat to room temperature, there are thousands of factors that play a role in how our brains work and the moods that we are in. Understanding these factors can be helpful in achieving lasting happiness.
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Seahorses look like sweet, silent types, but high tech recording equipment finds that they growl when they are angry.
I did things in my 30s that were ignored by the world, that could have been quickly labeled a failure. Here’s a classic example; in 1974 I did a movie called Phantom of the Paradise, which was a huge flop in this country. There were only two cities in the world where it had any real success: Winnipeg, in Canada, and Paris, France. So, okay, let’s write it off as a failure. Maybe you could do that.
But all of the sudden, I’m in Mexico, and a 16-year-old boy comes up to me at a concert with an album—a Phantom of the Paradise soundtrack—and asks me to sign it. I sign it. Evidently I was nice to him and we had a nice little conversation. I don’t remember the moment, I remember signing the album (I don’t know if I think I remember or if I actually remember). But this little 14 or 16, whatever old this guy was… Well I know who the guy is now because I’m writing a musical based on Pan’s Labyrinth; it’s Guillermo del Toro.
The work that I’ve done with Daft Punk it’s totally related to them seeing Phantom of the Paradise 20 times and deciding they’re going to reach out to this 70-year-old songwriter to get involved in an album called Random Access Memories.
So, what is the lesson in that? The lesson for me is being very careful about what you label a failure in your life. Be careful about throwing something in the round file as garbage because you may find that it’s the headwaters of a relationship that you can’t even imagine it’s coming in your future.
Since I’ve had such a huge request from people on how to photograph their black dogs, I put together a little video to explain how to get better photos of your black dog.
Great tutorial will definitely be trying it when taking pics of my pup or the bitchy (but cute) black kitty we have running around.
So recently I’ve been looking into getting a dog, and put in an application to meet a few. Got a call back from a woman from a shelter who, without even letting me say more than oh hello, launched into a personal attack on my character because of how unprofessional and disrespectful my voicemail message was.
I explained to her that she was maybe thinking she was in a dimension where a dog who needs a home gives a shit about answering machines, but to no avail. Immediately received a call back from the shelter apologizing for the insane monster woman they were apparently fostering.
Here’s the voice message that drove her to madness.
"I’ve been a deep believer my whole life. 18 years as a Southern Baptist. More than 40 years as a mainline Protestant. I’m an ordained pastor. But it’s just stopped making sense to me. You see people doing terrible things in the name of religion, and you think: ‘Those people believe just as strongly as I do. They’re just as convinced as I am.’ And it just doesn’t make sense anymore. It doesn’t make sense to believe in a God that dabbles in people’s lives. If a plane crashes, and one person survives, everyone thanks God. They say: ‘God had a purpose for that person. God saved her for a reason!’ Do we not realize how cruel that is? Do we not realize how cruel it is to say that if God had a purpose for that person, he also had a purpose in killing everyone else on that plane? And a purpose in starving millions of children? A purpose in slavery and genocide? For every time you say that there’s a purpose behind one person’s success, you invalidate billions of people. You say there is a purpose to their suffering. And that’s just cruel."
To much stupid drama today… And it was all started by my brother un-friending my little brothers mother-in-law on Facebook. I was actually still asleep when all of it went down, but waking up to the aftermath is very anxiety inducing.
Seriously, fuck Facebook. I have no regrets not using it anymore.
And what’s with “mature” adults acting like children… Do we grow up just to regress? Or do we not grow up at all…
If you haven’t watched this show, watch it.