I saw a teaser trailer to the new Green Lantern movie about two months ago, and what I saw really didn’t impress. I was going to pass on seeing Green Lantern until this was released this past weekend:
I’m sold! See you at the theater on June 11th, true believers…
Ahhh, a nice relaxing car ride on a sunny afternoon. No worries. No cares. Nothing but me and the open road and…WHAT THE HECK?!
This video reminds me of my own close encounter with a wood product whilst traveling at 75mph+ on the freeway one fine afternoon. There was a sheet of plywood in my lane, and the car in front of me ran over it which lifted the edge closest to me up about three feet.
My life flashed before my eyes. The world around me went syrupy and sluggish. I envisioned the edge of the plywood as it skidded over the hood of my car, slicing neatly through my windshield and my face as it proceeded on a quick trajectory through the rear window of my Honda S2000. There was nothing I could do. I was driving too fast and following too closely to the car in front of me for me to do anything about it. In that instant I had resigned myself to my fate.
Luckily the sheet of plywood lowered just enough by the time I hit it for it to pass safely under my car with a dull *thump* *thump*. But in those fleeting moments I was sure that I was a goner.
*shudder*
Has anyone else had a close encounter with an unusually dangerous situation while driving?
Do yourself a favor and click the “full screen” button on the lower right and then follow the instructions on this video:
Heh…
Happy Friday! Hope everyone has a decent weekend. See you again on Monday!
There’s nothing like coming home from a hard day at work and being greeted by your smiling toddler as he reached out for you and yells, “Da! Da!”
I believe that most people don’t bother to slow down enough to realize how important the trivial things are. They’re so consumed with the pressures of life that they can’t appreciate the tiny moments that are often overlooked.
Your happy child calling out for you, slipping on socks fresh out of the dryer, the smell of waffles cooking in the morning; It’s the simple things that make life worth living.
And so I say “relax”…the next 90 soothing seconds are on me:
I must admit that I watched this with slack-jawed awe.
This extremely risky sport is called proximity flying, with the goal being to fly as close to the faces and ridges of mountains as possible. One has to have 200 regular skydiving jumps in 18 months before being allowed to jump out of a plane in a wing suit. Taking into the account that the average cost for one skydive is $20, we’re talking at least $4000 out of pocket before one can even consider slipping on a wing suit. Wow.
I don’t think I’ve ever done anything repetitively enough in 18 months, much less jump out of a plane, to chalk up a 200 count.
