People don’t like to ride in elevators or wait for them. Many people can’t even get in one, or would really rather not. “They’re not psychotic,” Jerilyn Ross, a cognitive-behavioral therapist in Washington and the president of the Anxiety Disorders Association of America, said recently. “It’s just a misfiring of the fight-or-flight response.” Elevator phobia is a kind of claustrophobia, and as such the fear is as much of experiencing fear—of having a panic attack, in an enclosed space—as it is of the thing itself. Hoberman said. “I don’t have a fear of dying in an elevator, or of the elevator losing control—I have a fear of being stuck with my mind.”
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Get incepted
I saw Inception today. I’m no Roger Ebert, but I’m happy to share my opinion on films. Here’s the thing: everyone likes a good mindf**k sometimes (and that’s exactly what Inception is), but there comes a point where that can go a little TOO far. The writer of this film spent 12 years writing it, and by the end, he didn’t just end up with Leo DiCaprio going inside someone’s dreams, he ended up with Leo DiCaprio going inside someone’s dreams who is already inside someone else’s dreams who is already inside someone else’s dreams who is confused whether his dreams are reality. You’ll see what I mean when you see it. Well, maybe you won’t.
BUT … I really liked it, also?
Being the only guy in the radio building late at night…
Bird crap and the fourth of July
I escaped the heat this past weekend and hit the beach near Santa Barbara to celebrate the fourth (me and Oprah, according to Bill Feingold at K-NEWS).
The weekend was good save one minor incident. There I was, sitting at a picnic table, enjoying a riveting game of King’s Cup, and I feel something hit my back. I was undisturbed, since the weekend had already been riddled with fallen leaves and branches, until one guy, more excited than I had ever seen him, said. “DUDE! A bird just shat on your back!”
Cool.
After carefully removing my shirt, I discovered that we weren’t talking like the bird had flown by and decided to drop a morsel of his crap on me as he crapped over other things. Oh, no. More like the bird flew over me, saw my back, and was like, “yeah, I think I’m going to crap all over that right there.”
It’s still in the washing machine.
Here’s the girl advice Boy Toy Jesse gives me.
Last radio show tonight at 10:00pm on ChapmanRadio.com. Now’s the time to tune in if you missed it this semester! Plus TWO giveaways for Medieval Times Dinner and hotel/nightclub passes to the Marriott Palm Desert!
HAPPY CINCO DE MAYO!
Chapman Radio is doing its coolest giveaway evar…
-A Make-Ogre’s Day of Beauty from Artistic Hair which includes a haircut, blowdry, facial and make-up ($175)
-A Make-Ogre from Ray’s Barber Shop which includes a haircut for a male ($15)
-Flowers from Flowers of Orange ($25)
-Eat like a King from King’s Fish House ($50, pending)
-Mini-golfing on the green for 2 from Camelot Golfland ($15.90)
-2 SHREK THE FINAL CHAPTER screening passes for an advance screening in Orange, CA
RIGHT? Listen on my show tonight at 10:00 to try to win!
Um. A kid in my PR class just walked in wearing this ridiculous matching prison outfit. I made him pose for a picture while everyone ROFLed.
