Do you remember the first time you heard that certain rock song that completely blew your mind and you couldn’t stop playing it? If you grew up in the 1970s as a teenager, that situation happened over and over again, as we were the lucky ones who grew up in the greatest decade of rock and roll music. Of course, those who were teens in the ’60s will argue that it was their decade, and they have a very good point. However, the decade when I went to high school was the 1970s, and that’s what I know the most. The post Ten 1970s Rock Songs Played The Most On Our Turntables appeared first on ClassicRockHistory.com.

Author of The Widow in the Woods When I first learned that I might not ever regain my mobility, I wanted to be dead. Bear with me – I know this isn’t starting out as an entertaining piece of Saturday Shenanigans, but I promise – it gets better. I touched on some of this before, but with a different focus and far less gritty. For a while, I thought that I had nothing left to live for. Despondent would have been an upgrade to describe how I was feeling. Everything I always did required mobility – wandering around a maze of foreign cities, hiking in the woods, trying to beat yesterday’s step count on my Fitbit. But not just that – standing up and cooking elaborate meals for my family, decorating my home, going out to dinner – it felt like all that was over, forever. I would now be a burden on my children and I didn’t want to do that. I was, in my state of mind then, no longer of use and no longer worthwhile. Overnight, it felt like I had gone from middle-aged to elderly. I spent about two weeks in the depths of despair, actively considering whether or not I should end it. I decided that I had to wrap up some loose ends – things to make it easier for my daughters. I also thought that Grace’s story in  The Widow in the Woods deserved to be finished. I hid my severe depression from most of my friends and family because that’s a lot to put on someone you love. I put my head down, and I wrote. I couldn’t leave this undone. Grace deserved better. My readers deserved better. That was the only thing during that time that I could see as a worthwhile thing I could accomplish. But that’s when the magic happened. By focusing on something outside of myself, something I could completely control, I could step out of the deep grief I was feeling. When I wasn’t writing, it was still there, as heavy a weight as ever. But when I was creating Grace’s world and solving Grace’s problems, I felt lighter. I published the book and then thought more about how I was feeling and the world looked a little different. A bit brighter. A bit lighter. Not as heavy. The book got really good reviews, and that made me feel like I’d accomplished something while stuck in bed for a year, trying in vain not to damage my already deeply impaired ankle. It was something I’d always wanted to do – write fiction – ever since I was a little girl. Now when I thought about the decision I’d made a few weeks prior, all I could think about was the things I would miss out on if I went through with it. That’s when everything changed. All of this took place in my head. The despair, the writing, the decisions, the negative belief system. Nobody had really known what I was going through because I thought it was too great a hardship to share. But now, I began to think about things like how much my family loved me. After all, I talk to both of my girls nearly every single day. They share everything with me, from new loves to broken hearts to goals and dreams. I am so fortunate to have that love and trust – our mother-daughter relationship is quite unique, I’m told. We’re extremely close, and though we are separated by distance, we’re always together through communication. They always turned to me for advice and unconditional love, and I wanted to be there when they needed it in the future.  I wanted to see them get married, have babies if that’s what they wanted, tell stories to my grandchildren about the adventures I’d had, and show them the photographs I had taken of faraway lands. I have incredible friends. Some, I’m in touch with daily. Others, I speak to more sporadically. But they’re all a source of support and love and compassion, as long as I allow them to be. I wanted to write more stories. I loved writing Grace’s story. It felt like an incredible accomplishment, a lifelong goal turned into a reality. Suddenly, I wanted to get all my beautiful things out of storage and use them every day. Why had I waited to use the nice china? The heavy crystal? Why didn’t I have my lovely items around me? What on earth was I waiting for? Slowing down. At the urging of people who love me, I got the help I needed for my mental health. And when the fog of despondency receded, then I realized something. I had misread the message. I was so busy despairing over the things that I could no longer do I almost missed my opportunity to move forward. The message wasn’t, “You’re done.” The message was, “Slow down and see how beautiful everything is.” My whole life before this had been spent on a treadmill of hard work, anxiety, pushing through, and being constantly stressed. I missed out on a lot of beautiful things because I had the pedal to the floor, and I was speeding through life with the scenery a blur. I was easily angered. I was exhausted. I was constantly thinking about everyone but myself, to my own detriment. I was trying to do everything, all at once, all by myself, and was furious that the task was impossible. But now, I have been forced to slow down. There is simply no other option. My body has given out on me, at least for now. So, where does that leave me? I’ve realized that this incident – this lack of mobility – isn’t the lesson. It’s the way I’m being forced to learn the lesson. I’ve spent a lot of time on a mental archaeology dig, sifting through events and seeing them through different eyes. I know now that I was often in insurmountable situations, but I did the very best I could. I see that my daughters know this and they love me for doing all that I could to provide for them. I can’t undo the past impatiences, but I can do better in the future. I know how precious every remaining moment is. Whether I’m experiencing those moments from a mobility device or my own two feet, they are no less beautiful. I want to surround myself with the books and art and lovely items I have collected over a lifetime. I want to make my life easier – more gentle – in the future. Every time I speak to my family or my friends now, I let myself sink into the conversation and really feel it – the love, the acceptance, the time I am spending. I give people my undivided attention now, because that is something I’ve never been very good at – I was always racing pell-mell toward something else at the same time I was talking to someone I loved. I don’t multitask anymore because every moment feels so much more valuable than it did when I wasn’t thinking about it. I’m notably more patient than I’ve ever been in my life. Making my latte in the morning with steamed milk, hearing the musical noises of the coffee brewing, smelling the rich beans, stirring it with a heavy silver spoon that has been used for more than a century, taking that first delicious sip – it’s a ritual that I no longer rush, but savor with every sense. I treat myself kindly. I buy high-quality food that I can assemble with limited mobility. I put it on a plate with a little garnish and a lovely presentation. I curated a social media feed that is kittens, puppies, and small children being adorable. I read books I haven’t had time for in years. I get dressed even if I’m going nowhere and seeing no one. I do little things that make my life feel special. Because it is. What do you pay the most attention to? How you think your life is determines how you perceive it. If you see it as difficult, strenuous, and burdensome, it will be. If you see the little interruptions and missteps as reminders to pause, savor your surroundings, feel loved, and love others, your life will be filled with small joys. You can make the ordinary extraordinary just by choosing what you will pay the most attention to. Will you pay more attention to the stress and inconveniences, or will you pay more attention to the sights, sounds, and feelings that make life so rich? I read Ryan Holiday’s book The Obstacle Is the Way earlier in my journey, and I’ve read it a couple of times since then. It’s based on a quote from Marcus Aurelius that says,  “The impediment to action advances action. What stands in the way becomes the way.” This was certainly true for me. The loss of mobility, whether permanent or temporary, has caused me to slow down and see everything around me differently. Once I stopped fighting against this loss and thought about what I can still do, I realized that this, although difficult, has been a gift. None of us knows how long we have on this earth. But we can stuff so much into each moment by slowing down, using all our senses, and truly experiencing it like it could be the very last one. A meal we eat slowly and savor is so much tastier than one that we gulp down so fast we hardly even know what we’ve eaten. Every blade of grass is a work of art if you have your mental camera set on “macro” to see the details. Life is that way, too. If you are struggling and it’s within your ability to talk to a mental health professional, please do so. The right one can help you change your life. There are now many online therapy centers that take insurance, so it’s far easier than it used to be to get this kind of assistance. You can find someone who aligns with your personal belief system – there are professionals who help based on Christian values. Whatever direction you need to go, it’s out there. There’s certainly nothing shameful about getting help – it is one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. Here’s one more quote from Marcus Aurelius. “Think of yourself as dead. You have lived your life. Now, take what’s left and live it properly. What doesn’t transmit light creates its own darkness.” I feel happier and more content than I’ve ever been now that I’m slowing down and immersing myself fully in every moment. You don’t have to have a devastating injury to do this. You just have to decide to do it. The post Slow Down and See How Beautiful Everything Is appeared first on The Organic Prepper.

Have you gotten a letter that says, “You may be entitled to compensation”? I get a bunch. One claimed my union (New York state forced me to join) probably cheated me on medical insurance. I didn’t think they did, but I filled out the forms. I got a check for $557. Great! Except … my lawyers pocketed $7 million. How is that fair? Likewise, lawyers accused the Boston Globe of illegally sharing my clicking habits with Facebook. I don’t really care. Facebook already knows my clicking habits. Anyway, I’d only briefly subscribed. I canceled as soon as I realized that much of the Globe is insipid leftist drivel rerun from The New York Times. Still, I got a check for $158. My new video looks at those class action lawsuits. In theory, they protect consumers, but many of these lawsuits resemble anti-consumer scams. First, lawsuits make most everything cost a little more. Second, they deprive us of good products. Bendectin, a morning-sickness pill, was pulled from the market after hundreds of lawsuits claimed side effects. But the Food and Drug Administration says the drug was safe. Lawsuits helped kill three-wheeled ATVs, too. Lawyers I confront say losing risky products is a good thing: “If they’re scared of someone like me,” one told me, “I’m happy about that.” We pay for his happiness. Of course, if companies do wrong, they should be punished. When Google was caught sleazily collecting location data from users who turned off location history, it wouldn’t have been worth any single user’s time, or money, to sue. A lawsuit would cost more than anyone might win. Hence class actions. But the lawyers create their own scam. When Google paid $62 million to settle that lawsuit, the class action lawyers gave themselves $18 million and then gave $43 million to their favorite nonprofits. That included left-wing advocacy groups like the ACLU (after it promised to use the money to help “people of color,” “activists” and “people seeking … transgender health care”). They gave victimized class members nothing. Why would a judge approve such a deal? Because judges are just lawyers in robes, and most lean left politically. They love donating other people’s money to their favorite causes. “It’s a huge conflict of interest,” says Anna St. John, whose law firm challenges such settlements. “You have this slush fund of tens of millions of dollars, and the parties and judge are allowed to decide who should get this money. When they have a choice between distributing that money to millions of class members who are not going to say ‘thank you,’ versus directing millions of dollars to their alma maters, to organizations where they sit on the board, the choice is clear what they’re going to do. Six of the attorneys or Google employees involved in the case sit … or sat on the boards of the recipients getting millions of dollars.” “The guys who did bad get to reward their friends?” I ask. “Yes. Google’s giving money to organizations it already donates to,” she notes. “It’s unclear how it can be a benefit to the class when the defendant’s just doing what it already does.” “This is a left-wing money raiser,” I observe. “It is. This is a settlement class of millions of Americans with diverse viewpoints, and yet the money goes to very extreme, left-wing causes favored by the attorneys and by the defendant.” I asked the attorneys and judge who approved the deal to explain why it isn’t a scam. They didn’t answer. America needs lawyers to protect our rights and our freedom, just like we need missiles and bombs. But lawsuits, like missiles and bombs, are tremendously destructive. We try not to use our missiles. We should do the same with lawyers. COPYRIGHT 2024 BY JFS PRODUCTIONS INC. We publish a variety of perspectives. Nothing written here is to be construed as representing the views of The Daily Signal. The post Class Action Scams Enrich Lawyers, the Left appeared first on The Daily Signal.

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We live in a three-dimensional world, but what if consciousness connects us to hidden dimensions? Physicist Michael Pravica, Ph.D., of the University of Nevada, Las Vegas, believes consciousness can transcend the physical realm. He suggests that consciousness taps into hidden dimensions, a concept tied to hyperdimensionality—the theory that the universe consists of more dimensions than we can perceive. Pravica argues that during heightened awareness, our consciousness might interact with these dimensions, allowing us to transcend space and time. He draws parallels between this idea and religious beliefs, like the ascension of Jesus, who he suggests could be a hyperdimensional being. This idea, though controversial, provides a bridge between Pravica’s scientific and religious views. “According to the Bible, Jesus ascended into heaven 40 days after being on Earth. How do you ascend into heaven if you’re a four-dimensional creature?” Pravica asks. But, if you’re hyperdimensional, it’s very easy to travel from our familiar world into heaven, which could be a world of higher or infinite dimensions, he says. Pravica believes that we all have the ability to connect with higher dimensions when we use our brain in special ways, such as when we create art, explore science, think deeply about big questions, or even when we dream. During these moments, our consciousness breaks through the limits of the physical world and taps into these hidden dimensions, which, in turn, fill our minds with creativity. “The sheer fact that we can conceive of higher dimensions than four within our mind, within our mathematics, is a gift … it’s something that transcends biology,” he says. Hyperdimensionality also ties into advanced physics concepts, like string theory, which posits that the universe’s fundamental particles are made of tiny vibrating strings. Pravica claims that the vibrations in unseen dimensions give rise to everything we observe. Despite his bold ideas, not everyone in the scientific community agrees with Pravica. Stephen Holler, Ph.D., a professor of physics at Fordham University, critiques the idea, saying it borders on science fiction and may represent a “God of the gaps” approach, using divine intervention to explain scientific unknowns. While Holler acknowledges the value of exploring dimensions in mathematics and physics, he questions whether they truly exist or are merely theoretical constructs. Pravica believes that future advances will allow us to explore higher dimensions. For him, hyperdimensionality offers not only scientific insight but also purpose and meaning in life. The post Scientist Claims Consciousness Originates from a Higher Dimension appeared first on Anomalien.com.

When you think about it, RTS games are a bit like roguelikes, in that each mission is a chance to start fresh from nothing. Recruit workers, plant down buildings, and expand as you scout out threats and decide how best to counter them. Rogue Command takes things one step further, imbuing the classic real-time strategy of games like Command and Conquer with a roguelike progression of buildings, units, and upgrades in place of a traditional tech tree. Now, developer Feneq reveals the Rogue Command release date - and you can even jump in now thanks to a free Steam demo. Continue reading Roguelike RTS Rogue Command sets launch date, and you can try it now MORE FROM PCGAMESN: Best RTS games, Best roguelike games, Best strategy games

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Palestinians said an Israeli strike killed at least 22 people in a school sheltering displaced people in southern Gaza City on Saturday, while the Israeli military said the attack targeted a command center of militant group Hamas.

As the Frasier reboot’s second season fast approaches, Kelsey Grammer shared his thoughts about the original show during a recent Q&A session at the Quad Cinema in Manhattan. Kelsey recalled gunning for another role in Brothers, however casting director Gretchen Rennell pitched Cheers to him. Kelsey claimed that he was unimpressed at the time, having seen the pilot at his bartending job and deeming it lame. Fast-forward to now, Kelsey undoubtedly owes his success in Hollywood to Cheers, which ran for 11 seasons until 1993. Kelsey Grammer had to be convinced for ‘Cheers’ Everett With Kelsey’s judgment of Cheers before getting cast, Gretchen had some selling to do, and he eventually agreed to go on tape. Kelsey then met Ted Danson and Shelley Long, after which he joined the table read, which ended awkwardly because no one laughed throughout his scenes. RELATED: Graduation Photos Of Kelsey Grammer’s Daughter Has Fans Talking Underwhelmed, Kelsey said he was leaving to see if he would get some laughs in the street and jetted off to San Diego. Surprisingly, he won the gig but accepted with the aim of fixing the show. Kelsey debuted his role as psychiatrist Frasier Crane in season 3’s premiere, and the rest is history. Everett Kelsey was originally meant to be on Cheers for just six episodes; however, he became a regular cast member throughout the show’s run and even had his own spin-off, Frasier, which lasted 11 years. Frasier was revived by Paramount + last year, with Kelsey’s character moving back to Boston from Seattle. Everett The sequel came with some controversy, from the wardrobe change to David Hyde Pierce’s absence, which caused a dent in the plot. Kelsey was sad about his TV brother’s choice to stay off the show, having done his best to convince him. David had simply moved on from playing Niles Crane and did not give any concerning reason for opting out.  Next up: Barbara Eden Discloses Diet And Workout Routine That Keeps Her Looking Fit At 93 The post Kelsey Grammer Gets Candid About ‘Cheers’ And What He Actually Thinks About The Show appeared first on DoYouRemember? - The Home of Nostalgia. Author, Peace A

With the new season of Wheel Of Fortune featuring Ryan Seacrest as host, fans have been keenly observing his performance alongside letter-turner Vanna White, who they were used to seeing with former anchor Pat Sajak, and the apparent competition the two have to stay skinny and wrinkle-free. A recent report claims viewers of the game show are concerned about Ryan and Vanna being the skinniest co-hosts on TV ever, and are speculating a skinny-off between both of them. An insider described them as borderline emaciated, which has left fans concerned for their health. Vanna White and Ryan Seacrest might be in a competition to be the most skinny   View this post on Instagram   A post shared by Wheel of Fortune (@wheeloffortune) Beyond the weight, 67-year-old Vanna allegedly feels old beside Ryan, who turns 50 in December. She is said to have considered cosmetic procedures before the new season started because working with Ryan would emphasize her wrinkles and fine lines more. RELATED: Ryan Seacrest’s Annoying Habit Sparks Mixed Reactions In New ‘Wheel Of Fortune’ Season Before now, Vanna has been accused of going under the knife as her obsession with her appearance is nothing new. Ryan Seacrest reportedly intimidates Vanna White Instagram Like Vanna, Ryan is also concerned about his looks and was said to have undergone multiple plastic surgeries ahead of his Wheel Of Fortune debut as he cannot handle aging on camera. He has also gotten Botox and filler, and with the satisfying results he clearly has, Vanna is being pressured to match up quickly. Instagram Speaking of meeting the standards, Ryan’s hosting so far has gotten varying reactions from viewers, some of whom are trusting in his abilities and new touch to the game, while others still maintain that he should not have replaced Pat. He has admitted to having big shoes to fill and is dedicated to proving he is the right choice. Next up: Kelsey Grammer Gets Candid About ‘Cheers’ And What He Actually Thinks About The Show The post Vanna White And Ryan Seacrest Are Reportedly Obsessed With Being Skinny appeared first on DoYouRemember? - The Home of Nostalgia. Author, Peace A