Mark wrote:Can someone explain what a Clown College actually is to me, please? It sounds like a euphemism.

Here you go.

My favorite part of their website:

"What is different about
MOOSEBURGER CLOWN ARTS CAMP ?
We teach clown arts by doing clown arts."

I noticed last night that my dog was acting peculiar and playing in a portion of my yard that she doesn't normally use.

I approached her and noticed that she had something trapped between her paws. It was a sparrow. The sparrow was stunned and appeared to have suffered some slight trauma.

I took the sparrow and put it in a birdcage. The sparrow initially did not respond well, but eventually seemed to perk up. The sparrow drank some water, ate some crumbs and hopped around a bit. However, I feared releasing the sparrow late last night as it still seemed not to be quite right. I intended to release the bird in the morning.

When I woke up this morning, the sparrow was dead. I believe that I caused the death of the sparrow by caging it.

Oh, how I cried this morning over the sparrow. I tried to help that sparrow, but I just ended up killing it. Oh, did I cry for sadness and shame.

I will probably cry again tonight when I bury that poor little sparrow.

Bradley R. Weissenberger wrote:Oh, how I cried this morning over the sparrow. I tried to help that sparrow, but I just ended up killing it. Oh, did I cry for sadness and shame.

I will probably cry again tonight when I bury that poor little sparrow.

More likely, the bird died from the internal injuries it sustained when the dog was fucking with it. It just happened to succumb to its injuries hours later, while it was in yr house. Fret not, Bradley R. Weissenberger. You did the right thing. You are not a veterinarian, and could not reasonably have been expected to save the life of a creature whose bones are as fragile as balsa wood. Yr heart was in the right place.

Now go tell the dog what it did and make it cry.

Also, don't waste the bird. Fry it and eat it.

I teared up a little just recently watching _what's eating gilbert grape_

The end, when mama dies. That's very sad.

I don't often tear up at movies- the last one was _the pianist_, maybe?

_titanic_ doesn't count....

I don't exactly remember, but I'm pretty certain it had something to do with my girlfriend's ongoing medical condition getting to me. Before anyone gets all worked up, it's nothing all that serious, just something that was definitely wrong and didn't seem to be getting any better regardless of what actions she or her doctors took. Thankfully it seems to be abating now, and I'm no longer as frustrated by it.

eternal sunshine for the spotless mind.
my fiancee and i were both taken by the highs and lows of love in that movie. leaving the theatre, I was welling up with joy for having someone that means so much to me, that I got in the car and lost it. my girlfriend was right there sobbing with me. it was quite a sight.
I cried before that when i saw adaptation. reminded me of how much my brother and I have grown apart. made me really cry hard.
something about that writers movies strike a chord with me. they make me face something that I dont realize is bothering me I guess.
being john malkovich failed to break my heart, though.
I cannot think of that writers name off the top of my head. you know who i am talking about, probably.
crying rules.

About two weeks ago I thought about this girl who I was mean to in the past. We're still really good friends. She has an ongoing illness and is lonely and unhappy and I had to run to the bathroom to cry because I was at a friend's house trying to get some recording done.

i cried after reading this again.

tears of joy and laughter.

also - whats eating gilbert grape, eternal sunshine, and especially Big Fish, all had me in tears.

big fish... yeah, that really had me on the edge...

but i haven't properly wept (ie, one or more tears actually rolling) in about 6 years. and i feel less human for it.

any ideas on how to get the tears goin' without physically harming anyone?