Most people believe that retirement begins around the age of 60, give or take a few years. It is a time when we are no longer at work, and we are free to spend our time doing whatever we want. That is likely true for many retirees, but it is also partly true for everyone with a job … at least for some of the time.
It’s hard to think of many actors from the past few decades who were one of a kind, but Robin Williams was truly a performing force unlike anything that’s ever existed. No one will ever be able to fill his now sadly empty shoes. The fact that his life was taken in such a lonely, horrific fashion after a long struggle with depression only makes this loss more tragic. For now, however, let’s focus on how Williams lived as apposed to how he died. What a life he lived and what an unparalleled career full of laughs, inspiration, and flubber he’s left behind. In honor of this great talent, here are my five personal choices for his best performances in film.
“Guardians of the Galaxy” is the 10th film set in the Marvel Cinematic Universe and also probably the silliest. The good news is that director James Gunn’s film is silly in all the right ways. It’s never insultingly silly like “Batman & Robin” or unknowingly silly like “The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen.” Rather, “Guardians of the Galaxy” basks in its silliness and has a blast with its outlandish premise. Since the film never takes itself too seriously, the audience is ironically able to take it more seriously than most straight-faced science fiction epics. In a summer of a lot of dark, gritty blockbusters, “Guardians of the Galaxy” is the life of the party.
A friend who has some experience with rodeo horses sent me a most picturesque proverb: “Let go or be dragged.” Whether this phrase was first spoken by a Zen master who had achieved enlightenment on the mountainside, or by a battered cowboy nursing his shattered bones and pulling cacti from his backside makes no difference. It is the unmistakable truth.
People speak about autism as if it were the embodiment of hopelessness. It’s a disorder marked by lacking — a lack of social awareness, a lack of communication skills from an early age, a lack of understanding of emotions — and one that doesn’t have a cure. It’s treated and discussed as if it were a death sentence for life.
The sun has just set. From where I sit, up on a ridge, I hear music from two simultaneous song sessions filling the Valley below. When campfires turn to embers, youngsters will peel themselves away from the festivities and make their drowsy way to their bunks. Their dreams will no doubt be filled with obstacle courses and tie-dye, hikes and ropes courses. Another day at summer camp is done.
Beginning today, pawnbrokers can charge higher interest, bigger prizes will be available at some bars and restaurants, and some cough medicines will be off-limits to minors. State health officials will be able to inspect abortion clinics without first getting a warrant.
The PR people at Pulte are doing a great job of shifting everyone’s attention from the real culprit, Wilson Gee, to themselves as the new focal point in The Lakes debate. In an effort to make everyone forget the real issue, Gee’s reneged promise to maintain The Lakes as a golf course, and proclaiming the failure of the golf course as a done deal, they point to themselves as the only next step: the self-appointed “savior” to rescue us.
Here we are, deep in the Here we are, deep in the dog days of another summer. School is out, vacation days are being cashed in, and picnic baskets are being packed. Barbecues are firing, pools are splashing, and ice cream trucks are rolling. Meanwhile, thousands, yea millions, are taking to the great American highway.
After living in Arizona my entire life and having been around and working with Arizona sheriffs like Cochise County sheriffs Jimmy Willson and Larry Dever, Coconino County Sheriff Joe Richards and Maricopa County Sheriff Jerry Hill, and even Joe Arpaio on one of his good days, it’s hard to imagine the new face of Arizona sheriffs is Pinal County “Sheriff Underpants” Paul Babeu.
The Mountain Pointe football program enters the 2014 season with a new standard for success after winning its first state championship.Produced by David JolkovskiNarrative by Jason P. SkodaInterviews (in order of appearance):Head Coach Norris VaughanBruce HesterPaul LucasCollin LambdinGarvin AlstonMusic: 1:13am by Soap and Foam