Newsvine - Actor Richard Widmark Dies at 93
The movies that I've seen that he was in, "Two Rode Together", "How the West Was Won", and "The Way West", he did a good job in them.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
8 Worst Foods in America
From Consumerist
[via Lifehacker]
8 Worst Foods In America
- Fast Food Meal: McDonald's Chicken Selects Premium Breast Strips with creamy ranch sauce: 870 calories
- Drink: Jamba Juice Chocolate Moo'd Power Smoothie: 166 grams of sugar, which equals eight servings of Ben & Jerry's
- Supermarket Meal: Pepperidge Farm Roasted Chicken Pot Pie: 64 grams of fat
- "Healthy" Burger: Ruby Tuesday Bella Turkey Burger: 1,145 calories
- Airport Snack: Cinnabon Classic Cinnamon Roll: 813 calories
- Kids' Meal: Macaroni Grill Double Macaroni 'n Cheese: 62 fat grams
- Salad: On the Border Grande Taco Salad with Taco Beef: 102 grams of fat and 2,410 mg of sodium
- Dessert: Chili's Chocolate Chip Paradise Pie with Vanilla Ice Cream: 1,600 calories, which equals three Big Mac
[via Lifehacker]
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Randy Pausch
An absolutely amazing man. The first link is his entire 'Last Lecture' from Carnegie Mellon University and the second is the trimmed down version he did on Oprah's show.
Full Lecture
Oprah
Wikipedia Entry
Full Lecture
Oprah
Wikipedia Entry
Monday, March 17, 2008
Thursday, March 13, 2008
HBO Films: John Adams
HBO Films: John Adams
I'm very excited about this miniseries. I just saw the trailers this week on HBO, and I'm absolutely hooked. I've always loved history, especially the beginning of America's history. I hope the movie lives up to what I've seen so far.
It's on HBO at 7pm Central on Sunday, March 16.
I'm very excited about this miniseries. I just saw the trailers this week on HBO, and I'm absolutely hooked. I've always loved history, especially the beginning of America's history. I hope the movie lives up to what I've seen so far.
It's on HBO at 7pm Central on Sunday, March 16.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Old Friends
This is from an email my step-mom sent me. It's wonderful.
Two 90-year-old women, Rose and Dorothy, had been friends all of their lives. When it was clear that Rose was dying, Dorothy visited her every day. One day Dorothy said, "Rose, we both loved playing women's softball all our lives, and we played all through High School. Please do me one favor when you get to Heaven, somehow you must let me know if there's women's softball there."
Rose looked up at Dorothy from her deathbed and said, "Dorothy, you've been my best friend for many years.. If it's at all possible, I'll do this favor for you."
Shortly after that, Rose passed on. At midnight a few nights later, Dorothy was awakened from a sound sleep by a blinding flash of white light and a voice calling out to her, "Dorothy, Dorothy."
"Who is it?" asked Dorothy, sitting up suddenly. "Who is it?"
"Dorothy -- it's me, Rose."
"You're not Rose. Rose just died."
"I'm telling you, it's me, Rose," insisted the voice.
"Rose! Where are you?"
"In Heaven," replied Rose. "I have some really good news and a little bad news."
"Tell me the good news first," said Dorothy.
"The good news," Rose said, "is that there's softball in Heaven. Better yet, all of our old buddies who died before us are here, too. Better than that, we're all young again. Better still, it's always springtime, and it never rains or snows. And best of all, we can play softball all we want, and we never get tired."
"That's fantastic," said Dorothy. "It's beyond my wildest dreams! So what's the bad news?"
"You're pitching Tuesday."
Two 90-year-old women, Rose and Dorothy, had been friends all of their lives. When it was clear that Rose was dying, Dorothy visited her every day. One day Dorothy said, "Rose, we both loved playing women's softball all our lives, and we played all through High School. Please do me one favor when you get to Heaven, somehow you must let me know if there's women's softball there."
Rose looked up at Dorothy from her deathbed and said, "Dorothy, you've been my best friend for many years.. If it's at all possible, I'll do this favor for you."
Shortly after that, Rose passed on. At midnight a few nights later, Dorothy was awakened from a sound sleep by a blinding flash of white light and a voice calling out to her, "Dorothy, Dorothy."
"Who is it?" asked Dorothy, sitting up suddenly. "Who is it?"
"Dorothy -- it's me, Rose."
"You're not Rose. Rose just died."
"I'm telling you, it's me, Rose," insisted the voice.
"Rose! Where are you?"
"In Heaven," replied Rose. "I have some really good news and a little bad news."
"Tell me the good news first," said Dorothy.
"The good news," Rose said, "is that there's softball in Heaven. Better yet, all of our old buddies who died before us are here, too. Better than that, we're all young again. Better still, it's always springtime, and it never rains or snows. And best of all, we can play softball all we want, and we never get tired."
"That's fantastic," said Dorothy. "It's beyond my wildest dreams! So what's the bad news?"
"You're pitching Tuesday."
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