Good-bye dear friend
The Opportunity Mars Rover is dead. Long live the Opportunity Mars Rover!
It’s mission lasted longer than anyone could’ve imagined. That’s great science, ingenuity, and engineering.
I wish more science experiments would work as well as this one did.
The title should be a “Link of the Day,” but for Wakatsuki it’ll have to do.
Today’s link shows you how awesome a group Nogizaka46 is. Why? Because it describes the graduation of one of the members in nice detail. You’re almost there.
https://tokyogirlsupdate.com/nogizaka46-yumi-wakatsuki-graduation-ceremony-201812141844.html
“Why couldn’t McCovey had hit the ball just three feet higher?”
Charlie Brown – Peanuts (December 22, 1962)
Fucking finally.
I blame Google for keeping it alive. But I’m sure some dude is going to keep it going. Fuck those guys. And fuck Google for keeping it alive. THppppttt on Android for pretending to.
Adobe, let me know where you bury it so that I can merrily dance on the grave!
Again, I blame Google.
https://blogs.adobe.com/conversations/2017/07/adobe-flash-update.html
R.I.P. Robert Osborne, the host of my favorite channel, Turner Classic Movies.
I really only got into watching classic movies once I became a big fan of Barbara Stanwyck about 10 years back. I usually leave TCM on and he would pop in an out introducing movies. He wasn’t around for some time in the last year, and now to find out that he was ill and has died is sad.
I hope the movies you watch in heaven are all in black and white.
Carrie Fisher died. She is one with the Force now.
Hashimoto Nanamin is graduating from Nogizaka46 in February next year, and I feel sad. Another of member of my favorite idol group leaving. This one is tough to take as she is returning to her private life and no longer partaking in the Japanese entertainment industry. Once she’s done she’s done.
I am selfish in that I want her to stick around. Or at least be available as an entertainer. I don’t want to lost track of her. But that is stupid selfish talk.
She deserves what she chooses. She brought her fans so much joy that we she wish gets it back as much.
I wish her well when she graduates.
He starred in many funny movies, but will always be memorable for me as being the star of one of the earliest R rated movies I saw in the theatre.
Stir Crazy was some afternoon matinee my mom took me, my younger brother, and younger cousin to see at the old Timonium 4. There was a lot of swearing. And some boobs. I’m not sure if I got it all at the age of 9, but I knew that the film wasn’t meant for young kids. I’m not complaining, there was some boobs, but I’m not sure if I laughed at the entirety of it all.
(And of course he was Willy Wonka – someone tell Johnny Depp that.)
R.I.P. Gene Wilder.
Muhammed Ali is dead. The greatest of all time. Cassius Clay.
Let me share with you the story of the time I met him. I was but an undergrad at the U and was finishing up my junior year. I was the camera man on a student documentary about Midnight Basketball, a night league in the inner city of Miami to keep juveniles on the straight. We were done most everything and the director was putting the film together. He had some contacts such that when the sponsor came to town, he finagled us a meet up with the sponsor. Turns out it was Muhammed Ali. We met him in a downtown hotel after he had given a speech to a GIrl’s and Boy’s club. It was only a few minutes. We got pictures and autographs. I still have mine — framed. It is on a Nation of Islam brochure. I never got the picture because I forgot to meet up with the director before he graduated. Somewhere there is a photo of me getting knocked out by the Greatest.
You on point, ‘Tip?
All the time, Phife.
So play the resurrector and give the dead some life.
“Check the Rhime” A Tribe Called Quest
