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Shut the fuck up, Sir.

Okay, this Canadian war hero is just too cool. Not so much because he blew up some tanks at close range and saved a lot of his friends, but because he was demoted back to private from corporate nine times because of his dislike of authority and ended up being their only private to get the Victoria Cross.

diamonds

Whoops! Gardener's equipment threw a rock up and took out my passenger side window. We've known Jaime for 10 years and he's a businessman; he's paying for it. He told me about it, in fact; I wouldn't have noticed until later and never suspected him. He's a Good Egg. So the substitutemobile is resting overnight at Tustin Acura and tomorrow they fix it. Apparently the expensive part is the time they spend very carefully making sure that there's no more bits of safety glass in the door mechanism rattling around messing things up. Glad I'm not paying, though.

I was driven home by Alfredo, whom I've had this ride with before, and we talked about life and cars and kids and stuff. He's a really solid guy.

When I was a kid and we were living in France we went for a week's drive around the Loire Valley seeing old stones and stuffing our faces. We had a rental Renault. It was hot as hell most of the time, and one day there was a cold front and a big thunderstorm, and icewater rained on us. The windshield basically exploded as we were driving; at first, my dad thought someone had thrown a rock.

We pulled into a tiny Provençal hamlet with about 8 houses in it and went to the gas station. The classic ancient Frenchman with the huge grey mustache and beret shambled out and inspected the Renault. "Ah.. Pare-brise", he announced. He led us into the back where they had stacks and stacks of windshields for just about every possible French vehicle and selected ours. The whole thing had the air of routine.

French technology in 1979 could build nuclear power plants but apparently tempered glass was beyond them. For the rest of the trip we had diamonds dripping out of the air condition vents in a shimmering drizzle.

Coping: A list

Do you have a fatal tragic flaw? Are you plagued with self-hatred, irrational fear, or stomach-shredding rage? Perhaps your career has shit the bed for good, or you've had a bad divorce, or you're paralyzed with shame and guilt from some long-past disaster. Anyway there's stuff you really don't want to deal with, and it's not going away any time soon. What to do? Psychotherapy is very, very expensive and slow. Psychiatric medications are also very expensive, and they make you feel funny and aren't socially okay. For those of you without good insurance, who need to economize, here's a handy list of sublimation, avoidance, and substitution mechanisms.

( the list )

I left out some obvious items like The French Foreign Legion, artistic endeavors, suicide, and eating. You should also consider acquiring 35 cats, or becoming the most devoted fan ever of a middle-ranked sports team or one-hit wonder rock 'n' roll band; I've seen both of these strategies work wonders for people with very serious issues indeed.

If you actually want to continue, grit your teeth and march ahead, and deal with the unhealing wound that tears you from within, that's your call! Just remember, there's a whole world of escapes here waiting for you, patiently waiting for you to reconsider.

Link or Swim

1. Mantis Eats Hummingbird. YOW. (note: contains graphic animal death pictures) (via robotwisdom)
   
   
2. Forward, brave combat donkeys of Afghanistan! (Flickr)
   
   
3. HOMPH HOMPH chocolate chili shortbread HOMPH!
   
   
4. Gah, that horrible September 11 commemorative Triumph of the Will walk has its own website.

Did Nena snuff it at the Fairview offramp this morning or something?

Some woman in a Hummer Limo apparently committed suicide on the freeway at 5 this morning by leaping out of it. The news reports say they had been at a "celebrity event" (nice phrase) and then at a party in Costa Mesa. Also that she was in a "German band". Unsurprisingly, there may have been alcohol involved!

So, what German band was at a Celebrity Event, then came down to this hub of culture and excitement called Costa Mesa and partied until 5 am, and then got in their Hummer Limo to go back to L.A. only to be interrupted by this lady's suicide?

Edit: Now it says she was in a "popular German punk band". I'd put up the Drudge siren because it's a DEVELOPING... story but I'm lazy.

News story in our local rag

AP Story at sfgate.com

semiotics for dummies

1. The AFLAC Duck is Gilbert Gottfried. Wow! I had no idea. I now like those stupid ads even more.
   
   
2. Can it be true that 1 in 25 dads in the U.K. is raising someone else's kid? Or is this one of those things where it turns out someone didn't carry the two and the statistics are bad?
   
   
3. Crazy-ass mammatus clouds, strange color too. (Flickr)
   
   
4. Deep in the depths of Syria, our hero will not pause in his quest until he finds his Grail: the elusive wild hamster of Aleppo.