It Happens To Be My Birthday. Usually I Try Not To Make A Thing About It, But I Realized That I Do Want

It happens to be my birthday. Usually I try not to make a thing about it, but I realized that I do want something for my birthday…

I would love it if you would  contribute to this de-mining effort to help save Ukrainian civilians. It’s a pressing and super impactful way to spend a few dollars. Donate for Ukraine to make me happy for my birthday?

Thanks. 

bit.ly/DemineUkraine

I Want to Find a Two-Face Comic

I remember that I've seen a comic scanned pic, which shows that Harvey hugs Two-Face and tells him: "I need you." Does anybody know what DC comic the pic belongs to? I want to read the story. Thank you! :)

Time.

I’m at home alone with COVID, which is giving me time to naval-gaze and empty my inbox. In that inbox, I discovered that my friend Alex Gorosh (director of my series RoadFood) sent me this little documentary short on the topic of time.

For some reason, the unfathomable magnitude of space and time has always been a great source of comfort to me. I remember feeling miserable as a teenager and looking up at the stars of the night sky and taking great comfort in the fact that I was just a speck on this tiny blue planet in an ever-expanding universe of quintillions of planets. Looking up at the night sky on a clear night in New England as a kid I could see faint glow of the milky way—hundreds of billions of stars so distant they ceased to be points of light, but together they added up to a dusty smudge of luminosity across the sky—and all of the stars the Milky Way are in our own galaxy! And there are hundreds of billions of stars in hundreds of billions of other galaxies in this universe. To my high school mind all of this comforted me, because how could my little problems ever feel big when held up to the enormity of everything.

I always remember being soothed by the vastness of the universe, but when I was 40, I read “Annals of the Former World,” a tome on geology by John McPhee. The book beautifully illustrated the great expanse of geologic time, which so often exceeds the limits of our comprehension with this simple quote, “Consider the Earth’s history as the old measure of the English yard, the distance from the king’s nose to the tip of his outstretched hand. One stroke of a nail file on his middle finger erases human history.”

When I remember to remember, this too comforts me. The infinitesimally-small-smallness of my troubles helps them fade into nothing. Watching these few minutes on Youtube this morning, it was comforting to see that I am not alone in this perspective on our blink of time in this world. 

https://youtu.be/nOVvEbH2GC0

NBC Hannibal Scripts Masterpost

Season 1

101 APÉRITIF (ILLUSTRATED SCRIPT)

102 AMUSE-BOUCHE

103 POTAGE

104 ŒUF

105 COQUILLES

106 ENTRÉE

107 SORBET

108 FROMAGE

109 TROU NORMAND

110 BUFFET FROID

111 RÔTI

112 RELEVÉS

113 SAVOUREUX

Season 2

201 KAISEKI

202 SAKIZUKE

203 HASSUN

204 TAKIAWASE

205 MUKŌZUKE

206 FUTAMONO

207 YAKIMONO

208 SU-ZAKANA 

209 SHIIZAKANA 

210 NAKA-CHOKO

211 KŌ NO MONO 

212 TOME-WAN

213 MIZUMONO

Season 3

301 ANTIPASTO

302 PRIMAVERA

303 SECONDO

304 APERITIVO

305 CONTORNO

306 DOLCE

307 DIGESTIVO

308 THE GREAT RED DRAGON

309 …AND THE WOMAN CLOTHED WITH THE SUN

310 …AND THE WOMAN CLOTHED IN SUN

311 …AND THE BEAST FROM THE SEA

312 THE NUMBER OF THE BEAST IS 666

313 THE WRATH OF THE LAMB

Misha,being Misha. Such a gooood fellow!!