Ok, fine, I’ll get a microwave!
This is water. David Foster Wallace with a nice bit of visual adornment.
I’ve made it a point to re-read this speech once a year for the last few. I think it’s even more powerful with this very well done visual/audio component. Definitely a must watch.
Valuable Life Lessons
When I was 3 years old I cut off my cat’s ear with scissors. I actually remember doing this. My intentions weren’t malevolent in the least. The cat simply was the unfortunate victim of me learning in the wrong order about the cutting capabilities of scissors and the tolerance for pain in your standard household feline. Which, by the way, is not very high. The cat was NOT STOKED. Niether was my mom. Or my sister (who claimed, legitimately, more ownership of the cat, seeing as how she was 5 and all).
Since that day I have never once cut off a cat’s ear.
Lesson: Learned.
This is smart. Fund this project here so I can get my tires. Only a few more days left! Hurry!
I respect this. Want this.
Ducks, on the other hand, have completely independent tracheas and esophagi. Their esophagus goes straight from the mouth to the crop, while the trachea runs from the lungs and out the end of the tongue. That’s right: Ducks breathe through their tongues. The cartilage that surrounds their trachea (called the tracheal ring) is also a complete circle, as opposed to ours, which is C-shaped, making their trachea much sturdier and less prone to collapse. What this means is that you can place a feeding tube in a ducks throat, and it can sit there indefinitely, neither gagging, nor suffocating.
On sandals:
They’re a rare combined affront to both fashion and function. It’s an ugly way to ensure that you can’t run when you need to or not bleed everywhere if you accidentally step on broken glass. Like they’re fine in the shower at the gym, but outside of instances like that, it’s a lazy man’s footwear. Sandals are sweatpants for feet. I don’t like sweatpants either.
