Defending Your Life

There was this movie from 1992 called Defending Your Life featuring the actors Meryl Streep and Albert Brooks. The premise was this:

“In an afterlife resembling the present-day US, people must prove their worth by showing in court how they have demonstrated courage.”

Thank you, your honors. Over the course of the following four days, I will attempt to show that Daniel Miller, while he’s a quality human being, is still held back by the fears that plague him lifetime after lifetime. I believe that I can show, without a shadow of a doubt, that he must once again be returned to Earth to work on his problem. May we begin in childhood, please? Could we go to 11419?

Crap. I need courage. Courage to do what I feel I can’t, shouldn’t, and normally would never even think to do. And then to see it paraded as video clips before me while lawyers duke it out for my soul? Ugh.

If this movie’s true then I’m screwed.


My Apologies Mr. Google

According to my daughter Rebekah, I’m famous.

I’m famous because Google said so. She told me that on the last day of school she did a Google search on me, and since I came up first and really multiple times I must be famous, because in her words…“Only famous people are on Google.”

It was sweet. Now, I don’t expect Rebekah to understand the concept of the search engines, spiders and keywords just yet. It’s hard enough for the educated adult to understand proper SEO. Anyone, not just the famous, can make it to the top of a search list if your active in your profession and participate in social circles. What I liked about her “you are famous” comment is that she’s really saying that she’s proud of her papa, of what I do for a living, and after all that, I am her father and that makes me important to her.

Sorry Google, that’s all the notoriety I need.

(However, a Wikipedia page would be nice… just sayin’)