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“Anger is madness. It is devoid of self-control, forgetful of decency, unmindful of ties, persistent and diligent in whatever it begins, closed to reason and counsel, excited by trifling causes, unfit to discern the right and true. But you have only to behold the expressions of those possessed by anger to know that they are insane.” –Seneca
I need to tell you: Adam David Jones, who was in several Mendocino Theater Company plays up to last year –you’ll remember him as dangerous, conflicted, creepy Eddie in Arthur Miller’s /A View From the Bridge/, and as wunderkind political fixer Stephen Myers in /Farragut North/– is in trouble in real life and he and his family need your help. Last Saturday night someone or someones attacked him with what must have been R-rated-horror-movie-level violence and dumped him in a parked car in Harrisburg and left him for dead. He was discovered and taken to hospital, where to save his life doctors had to remove part of his skull to relieve the swelling of his brain. So there’s serious damage outside and inside. His mother’s with him 24 hours a day; she says he can make sounds and he can squeeze her hand a little, but he has yet to open his eyes.
There’s a crowdfunding page set up to try to make it just a little easier for him when he gets up, whenever that turns out to be. Go there and help with a little money. Please. http://tinyURL.com/HelpADJones
And here are links to a few not necessarily radio-useful but really worthwhile items that I happened upon while putting the show together, found mostly thanks to the fine websites listed to your right.
Welcome to Marwencol. One man’s project to make sense of personal catastrophe.
When I was a little boy, Shari Lewis and Lamb Chop were the most wonderful thing in the world.
And, of course, dinosaurs. Who doesn’t love dinosaurs?
Dig this crazy 1906 chess magic-square crossword puzzle mashup thing. And not just dig but boggle and/or plotz.
Wonderella solves the day again.
Hip-hop horse race.
How the four-click pen works.
This is us.
Something you didn’t know about prime numbers.
“It’s a nice chob, but da smell, it’s not zo nice.”
A neat game.
“I can see my house from he–yaAAAHGH!”
A quiet electric motorcycle that converts in about five minutes to a paraglider and flies. If you are like me, when it lifts off like a feather wafting up into the air you will jump up and shout /YES/, because this is very close to flying in dreams, and this is possible. The main thing is, it’s electric; it sounds like an electric fan, not like a giant chainsaw in the sky.
Jonathan Coulton’s /Mandelbrot Set/.
And, for when the inevitable happens, what to have done already and what to do next.