I cried the rain that fills the ocean wide

- The guy whose computer screen you can see at the start is looking up “what to do if a dog has rabies”

- The unbroken wall of hydroflasks in front of the teacher’s podium

- Good Mythical Morning poster

- Inexplicable “NO TALKING DURING RAZOR LOVE” sign

- The guy next to the videographer just has the letters “WBOEOADRS” in giant font on his computer screen

- The teacher knowing to pause for booing after he mentione Ashe County Middle School

- The kid that yells “I hate them!” enthusiastically

- A sign that says “NO FREAKING” with a picture of two stick figures having sex

- Hand-painted “educasion is overated” poster

- The fact that the class knows to say “standing by” when he tells them to stand by

- The woman literally waiting outside the door to hand over the dog

- The tenderness with which he handles the dog before he announces its imminent demise

I used to work at a TV station in Ohio. On weekends, we only had an 11pm news broadcast. Not much happened on weekends, ya know? I worked Monday-Friday 9-5, but someone on the weekend shift quit, so I also had to come in at 9pm on Sat/Sun to work the 11pm news. It was brutal. I worked seven days a week, even if two of them were ~3hrs.

This was a particularly bad winter. One Saturday, we had a level 2 snow emergency: That means you should only travel if you absolutely must. Like, it's not uncommon for cops to pull you over in level 2 emergencies to ask where you're going and why. It is genuinely dangerous to drive in that much snow.

I told my boss as much, how I almost crashed on the way home at 12:30am after a news broadcast. I told him I would need to call off if there were a snow emergency again during a night snow.

He told me, point blank, "If you ever call me about the goddamn snow, I will take it as a call of resignation."

And that was that! The very next Saturday, snow fell again. It was a level 2, but would become level 3 by sunup. Level 3 means driving is literally illegal except for ambulances and snow plows. I stared out the window, watching the snow, and I had to make a choice.

"Will I die for this? Will I kill myself to keep this job?" I made $11/hr.

John Lennon • October 9, 1940

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“When he was young, he used to go out into the woods on his own in Liverpool. I’d say, ‘Did you go on your own?’ ‘Yeah, I used to go off on my bike for hours just to be outside in the air, in the elements and beautiful trees.’” - Olivia Harrison

“One afternoon when I was invited down to [Harrison’s Surrey] pink bungalow, he took me out in the garden to sit by a pond. He started to talk about it. ‘You know, Al, I made that pond myself. I filled it myself, from tap water. There was nothing in it, just a hole and some water. And now look at all those insects in it – isn’t it amazing how it’s come to life all on its own. How does that happen?’ He was clearly thrilled and amazed by this little mystery of life and this, I have to add, was quite some time before the Maharishi appeared in the lives of the Beatles.” - Alistair Taylor

“[Kinfauns] is less lavish than the other Beatle houses but it has unusual touches such as a little conservatory full of rare plants that mystify and intrigue George. He spends hours looking at them, worrying about the leaves going brown.” - Maureen Cleave

“He said he felt close to God in nature […] He wasn’t just out in the garden, he was IN the garden. He would walk out the door and come back in with the tiniest little thing and he’d go, ‘Look at that!’ – and he’d hand you the tiniest little flower.” - Olivia Harrison

“He’d notice things. We’d walk along in the grass and he’d bend over and go, ‘Oh, look at that little guy’ and it would be a bug. I’d say, ‘How did you see that?’ He was just really present.” - Olivia Harrison

“The way nature played tricks amused him, too. Once he planted lots of this pinky coloured weed on one side of the lake only for it all to spring up on the other side. ‘It’s jumped,’ he laughed. Without a doubt, George never felt more at peace than when he was gardening […] Every time I go out there, I think he’ll just pop out from behind a shrub, like he used to.” - Olivia Harrison

“He’d garden at night-time until midnight. He’d be out there squinting because he could see, at midnight, the moonlight and shadows, and that was his way of not seeing the weeds or imperfections that would plague him during the day. He missed nearly every dinner because he was in the garden. He would be out there from first thing in the morning to last thing at night.” - Dhani Harrison

“George’s sister-in-law Irene said he pointed out a group of blue firs saying, ‘Do you realise that when Frank Crisp planted those he was never going to see them…he knew by the time he was an old gentleman he wasn’t going to see this garden looking as he’d planned it,’ and he felt the same way.” - The Gardens Trust