I’m starting to feel a little better today. Melissa and I were out running errands and I needed a photo for today so we swung by the Newfoundland Chocolate Company. I haven’t had anything from there in a while, I’m trying to be good, but daaaamn this place is so good.
A photo from the outside doesn’t do the inside justice and in hindsight I should have went in. But here is their building on Duckworth, dripping with chocolate.
Architecture week! Another excuse to shoot old fancy buildings or structures in beautiful St. John’s, or wherever we might be this wonderful week. I am officially on a little vacay now, so I might not be posting every day, but be sure I will be posting when I can, and I will take a picture every day regardless.
This is inside the Basilica, one of the greatest architecture feats in the city. Not a religious person whatsoever, but the building is incredible. This picture does not give it justice.
What an interesting week! I worked 6 out of the last 8 days, so drinking beer was not in my agenda at all so this week was very challenging. I would have loved to do a beer tour, or go to a pub, or anything like that. Sadly, I did not get to do those things. However, I finished work for a little break tonight, so I decided to drink one of my beers from last night, a little hoppy, but still delicious.
Here’s another brew Melissa and I swig from time to time. It’s an Irish cider called Magners. We first tried it down at Erin’s Pub based on a recommendation from a bar tender and loved it. After coming home early from work for not feeling well, I grabbed a nap then went an filmed me doing the ice bucket challenge, came home and now we’re sharing this before bed.
Here’s to the rest of the week!
Seconds after I uploaded my post from yesterday I learned of Robin Williams’ passing. At first I thought it was one of those stupid dead celebrity rumours but quickly learned of the details surrounding his death. Depression does not discriminate. I don’t think anyone can really know what depression is like unless they have lived with it. I have seen loved ones struggle with depression, but really don’t understand how it feels myself. I once was asked by a dear friend who lived with depression to take her medication because she feared having access to them, she was in a dark spot but was able to reach out for help.
Jesus Christ, how fucking difficult must it have been for her to make that call? Another person in her life said she needed a kick in the ass and to get over it. I think we are slowly moving away from those views and the stigma of mental illness, but we have a lot of work to do and a lot of it begins with language. Robin Williams didn’t die from suicide, he succumbed to depression. Saying he died by his own hand absolves the disease he was living with from any role.
The comic above is from Watchmen, many people have associated the joke told in the panels above with Robin Williams. The character telling the joke suffers from mental illness himself, and the joke isn’t told to be funny but to open the readers eyes to the realities people may be living despite how others view them. The joke could be applied to Chris Farley, John Belushi, and many other funny people, but they are the first two people that came to mind. As I was trying to make sense of Williams’ death last night this page came to mind.