April 4th, 2013

Oregon Coast 1


Slight ow: I hurt my jaw yesterday at work. I'm not sure I can describe how I did it! So, it's been hot compresses every once in a while and sleeping on my right side (the ache is on my jaw's left side). Also soft food. Good thing I have rice/I bought salmon chowder lats time I got groceries/ I have juice/I know not to be too hard on my jaw.

Taking it easy so I'll be un-sore soon. Jeez, Chris, be more careful with your body parts.

In other news, right now I'm boring. But that's allowed.
Star Wars - Fly away...

*smiles while sad*

Not enough, my words. So, others':

Roger Ebert loved movies.

Except for those he hated.
-- from his Chicago Sun-Times obituary

We were getting ready to go home today for hospice care, when he looked at us, smiled, and passed away. No struggle, no pain, just a quiet, dignified transition.
-- his wife, Chaz Ebert

...Ebert, in many of his essays, put movies in a context that others didn’t. What he watched was often placed in the context of the life he lived. The man did a lot of living, and he never shied away from the opportunity to let that living inform his words. He was never just a stuffed shirt, a sweater and glasses. He was intellectual, but never at the expense of his heart. His brain was big, and he could dissect a frame of film down to the individual grains embedded within it; but his heart was huge, and the movies that worked on him worked on that big ol’ heart of his. How could you not admire that, even when you thought it was leading him wrong?

...I guess this hurts like it does precisely because of that: He was one of the few who you could tell honestly cared about the things he wrote. Even if you disagreed, you could tell. You could feel it. He cared. Not a lot of people do anymore. And now there’s one less.
-- Bobby Roberts, in his essay today on Ebert

“Kindness” covers all of my political beliefs. No need to spell them out. I believe that if, at the end, according to our abilities, we have done something to make others a little happier, and something to make ourselves a little happier, that is about the best we can do. To make others less happy is a crime. To make ourselves unhappy is where all crime starts. We must try to contribute joy to the world. That is true no matter what our problems, our health, our circumstances. We must try. I didn’t always know this and am happy I lived long enough to find it out.
-- Roger Ebert

More of Roger Ebert's words

One of many moments from Roger Ebert's movie reviews that have gone through my head tonight:

Here is just one small moment in Return of the Jedi, a moment you could miss if you looked away from the screen, but a moment that helps explain the special magic of the Star Wars movies. Luke Skywalker is engaged in a ferocious battle in the dungeons beneath the throne room of the loathsome Jabba the Hutt. His adversary is a slimy, gruesome, reptilian monster made of warts and teeth. Things are looking bad when suddenly the monster is crushed beneath a falling door. And then (here is the small moment) there's a shot of the monster's keeper, a muscle-bound jailer, who rushes forward in tears. He is brokenhearted at the destruction of his pet. Everybody loves somebody.