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Mario Kart: The Movie

Squirrel!

The Brandts were on vacation in Lake Minnewanka at Banff National Park, Canada. They wanted to get a picture of themselves with some beautiful scenery behind them so they set the timer on their camera.

As the camera was focusing, a curious ground squirrel took notice and placed himself in the picture.

The result is one of the cutest pictures I’ve ever seen.

Have you ever taken any unexpected photos that turn out to be amazing?

Kris Allen Cover of "Bright Lights"

Love this cover of Mathcbox 20's "Bright Lights" that Kris Allen performed on the American Idol tour recently. His vocals reminds me of a Rob Thomas/Keith Urban mix.

Chris Seay On Consumerism

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Why Talk Radio Is Sounding Angrier

Tim Mak of New Majority snags an interview:

One of the most civil voices in talk radio, Michael Medved, explains the economic pressure upon the industry. He told NewMajority: “In this [economic] environment, you have something of a push to be outrageous, to be on the fringe, because what you’re desperately competing for is… P-1 listeners [those who tune in most frequently]. The percentage of people on the fringe who are P-1s is quite high,” he explained. As a result, talk radio hosts are feeling more pressure than usual to yell harder, scream louder, and insult further. Talk shows “are fighting for an ever- smaller pie, [which means that] you’ve got to be even louder about it because you’re trying to get the attention of an ever-smaller niche,” said Medved.

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The Antithesis of Psalm 23

The clock is my dictator, I shall not rest
It makes me lie down only when exhausted
It leads me to deep depression
It hounds my soul
It leads me in circles of frenzy for activity’s sake
Even though I run frantically from task to task
I will never get it done
For my “ideal” is with me
Deadlines and my need for approval, they drive me
They demand performance from me
beyond the limits of my schedule.
They annoint my head with migraines.
My in-basket overflows
Surely fatigue and time pressure shall follow me all the days of my life
And I will dwell in the bonds of frustration forever

Marcia K. Hornok