I pass this guy on my way to work occasionally, and I’ve seen him each of the past few days. He’s going the opposite way from me, and he’s on a bike.
He’s wearing a bike helmet for safety, but with work clothes — khakis and a belt and dress shoes. And a dress shirt, unbuttoned completely, presumably to save it from sweat and bugsplatter. I always seem to see him when he’s riding down a hill, and the wind is blowing his shirt back, showing his bare chest.
There’s nothing inherently sexy about it, especially since he’s got a baby seat on the back of the bicycle. And yet, it always makes me smile like one of those women in the Diet Coke commerical, watching the sweaty workmen.
It’s not, you know, enough to cheer me through my recent very stressful days, or whatever, but I’ll take a grin where I can get it.
I can’t believe I didn’t hear about this until now. They had a cable snap at the Arch last month, and it hit an electrified rail or something, and shorted out all of the electricity.
About 120 people were stuck at the top of the arch, which, ok, I wouldn’t want to be stuck there. The ceiling’s really low, and the weird angles of the windows are creepy and give the illusion of falling. And it sways in the wind. But I could handle it.
But eighty people were stuck in the tram cars.
Anybody been up in the Arch? I’ll try to explain. The tram cars are shaped exactly like eggs. They’re maybe six feet high in the center, but since they’re pointy, the head clearance drops really quickly, and you have to stay crouched to move. The door is four feet high and maybe 2.5 feet wide. The egg is smaller than an average public bathroom stall, but there are five seats.
Getting the idea? I’m not even claustrophobic, and I was uncomfortable. Now imagine being stuck in there for TWO HOURS. In the dark.
I feel woozy.
Update: Maybe this will give you an idea of how tight the space is. These guys are sitting in the seats (one seat is empty), and looking out the door. There is no space behind them, just walls curving up over their heads.
p.s - I just dug this up on google, but is the guy in the middle not totally adorable?
p.p.s. - Also, I figured out why I didn’t hear about it. That was Harry Potter weekend. We could have been invaded by martians and I wouldn’t have known.
Forgive me while I gossip. To be fair, it isn’t really catty, because I think she looks better than she has in years. Anyway:
Have you seen the recent pictures of Cameron Diaz on the set of “What Happens in Vegas?” Go look here. I’ll wait.
What say you?
Some of you may know, I’m slightly obsessed with survival stuff. Not to a building-a-cabin-in-Montana-to-prepare-for-nuclear-disaster degree, but even when I was a kid, I was fascinated with books that involve how to survive if you’re stuck in the wilderness alone.
I think Clan of the Cave Bear, and the second book in that series even more so, were the real turning point. I figured I must be slightly nuts, to know that you can use the brain to tan a hide, and boil the hooves to make the knee- and elbow-places of the hide supple. What pre-teen girl knows that crap? Pre-teen tomboy, even? But my mom later told me that she’s fascinated with it too, and I’ve met other women since then who feel the same way. So… we’re all nuts. Whatever.
Anyway, I really love Survivorman and Man vs Wild (yes, even after this embarrassing video came out — the “danger” angle might be a fraud, but he still has a lot to teach). So I was really interested in this. I mean, as much as I love the crazy outdoor stuff, I’m much more likely to get stuck in a flood or earthquake, than be stranded in Nigeria in the hottest part of the summer, and surrounded by hungry lions, you know?
I can’t find anything useful online about it. It’s on the Science Channel, but even they don’t have anything on it, and it’s not even up on youtube. But it’s called Surviving Urban Disasters, and I think it’s going to be a series. The episode I saw was about floods, and he shows how to survive in a one-story house, a car, and an office building. There’s also a long interview with an awesome lady who survived Katrina, broken up to fit the different scenarios.
He explains a lot of things that I would never have thought to do or try — especially in the office, where you really have nothing but diet soda and tissues, right? And, hell, he spends a lot of time in a kitchen filled with chest-deep water. What’s not to love?
(Note: People with panic and/or anxiety disorders might want to skip this one. Or not.)
Let me apologize in advance. This is really lowbrow.
But I saw this commercial last night, got a confused look on my face, rewound it, and laughed hysterically for about ten minutes.
And I looked it up, just for you! So watch it. (Then you can come back and tell me how classless I am.)
1 An’ teh man told his wife “We gun have keeds” and eve his wife said “PENIS GOES WHERE?” Aftur teh explanashun adam “knews” eve his wife; an’ she birthd’, an’ bare cain, an’ said, i has gotten man wif teh halp ov Invisible Man, but he kinda mean fo’ makin’ it hert so bad.
2 An’ again she bare his brothr abel. an’ abel wuz keepr ov teh moo cows, but cain wuz tillr ov teh ground cuz he was part mexican.
3 An’ in proces ov time it came 2 pas, dat cain brought ov teh fruit ov teh ground an offerin unto Invisible Man, because he just got off Atkins.
4 An’ abel, he also brought ov teh first froots ov his moo cows an’ ov teh fat of em cuz teh moo cows are on Atkins. An’ Abel gaev to Invisible Man his Pokemans. An’ Invisible Man liekd abel an’ his fudz an’ his pokemans
It’s apparently being translated by several people, and some are funnier than others. Brilliant, hilarious, and bound to make someone a lot of enemies. Maybe I’ll do First Corinthians…