Monday, December 27, 2010

White Shadow season one episode eight - Just One of the Boys


Plot - When this episode opens we see Coach Reeves wearing a bad-fitting floral apron and teaching a cooking class to a well-behaved Carver class. The apron was not coincidental, for the wrenching topic du jour for this installment was homosexuality. Carver recently received a transfer student/basketball player from Palisades High named Collins, played by Peter Horton. At first only the administration and Reeves were aware of Collins' alleged homosexuality, but later the team and the school found out as well. Reeves and Miss Buchanan worked through the delicate issue throughout the episode with the confident yet confused Collins. Ultimately, Reeves used the topic to teach his team a lesson in tolerance, and Buchanan took a star turn in her closing heartfelt conversation with Collins that convinced him to return to Palisades High.
Observations - I was impressed with this episode as it clearly was not a typical topic for a drama series in 1979. Reeves captured his generation's ambivalence and inarticulateness towards homosexuality early in the episode but ended up taking the high road and teaching us all a lesson.
The well-behaved class was refreshing to see. It seems all classroom tv shows since this time have had disruptive and disrespectful students trying to one-up each other.
Reeves paid a visit to Collins' parents. His father was the kind of old-school So Cal power player that was common on tv in this age. He dismissed his wife from the room and was disrespectful to Reeves. He also wanted nothing to do with what was going on with his son.
While this was not the most entertaining episode it was certainly well-acted, thanks to Peter Horton and Reeves and Buchanan upping their game.
Horton was 25 years old at the time of the episode so he fit in with the other members of the team.

Sunday, December 26, 2010

White Shadow season one, episode seven - This Old Gang of Mine


Plot - Ricky "Gogo" Gomez has been kicked off the basketball team due to poor grades and then falls back into hanging out with his old gang called "The Aztecs" who speak a blend of Spanish and accented English. Enter Coach Reeves. Reeves is visibly upset by the decision and goes about uncovering clues and fighting for Gomez throughout the episode.
Gomez is seemingly one of the only Hispanics at the school. He struggles to read books such as Little Women and understand the nomenclature of biology class. Reeves fights on two fronts to restore Gomez to Carver and the team: one of getting him safely away from the Aztecs and the other to fight the Carver administration and faculty to cater more to Gomez. It works and at the end everyone is happy.
Observations - This is an interesting look at multi-culturalism and takes us away from simple black and white as the show is sometimes viewed. Gomez is proud of his Mexican heritage.
Reeves and an LA detective spend some time driving around LA at night looking for a "rumble" that Gomez was a part of. Some of the exteriors were reminiscent of "Grease" and others of The Terminator movies.
The Mexican actors were not very convincing. First, Gomez' mother made a terrible grammatical error when speaking to Reeves through an interpreter. Second, the Aztecs actors didn't look Mexican or menacing at all for that matter.
I'm willing to give this the benefit of the doubt as this is not the White Shadow's strength, and the producers and writers were willing to go out of their comfort zone to try to create a compelling episode.

Thursday, December 16, 2010

White Shadow season 1 episode 4 - Bonus Baby


Plot - Warren Coolidge stars at the Inter-city tournament and becomes MVP despite Carver finishing second. This attracts the attention of unsavory sports agents that want him to forego college and declare for the NBA. Never mind that he is nowhere near that level of player. They just want a piece of his bonus. Coolidge aids them by become prideful and arrogant.
Coolidge is seduced by the fast talking agent and sexy lady who shows him around town. Luckily Reeves and a certain dishwasher were able to prevent Coolidge from making the wrong decision, and by the end he had shunned the agent and returned to his simple life.

Observations - This is another example of White Shadow being before its time. Nowadays this would be a blah story as we've seen so many real-life Coolidges either succeed in the NBA or fall way short.
The agent wore an suit, unbottoned shirt and gold chain.
Many references that Coolidge was the nest "Dr. J".

Monday, December 13, 2010

WS season one, episode 3 - The Offer


Plot - Coach Reeves is approached by a lovely local newslady named Sally Adams to be part of human interest story. The turning point of the episode is when she reviews raw footage of Reeves with her producer. He was enthralled and wanted to push Reeves into being a color commentator for NCAA or NBA games. Backing up a pit, Reeves was never really comfortable with the concept. He lost his cool and was ejected from a game with cameras rolling. Later he blew off a phone call from Gomez because he was on his way to a swanky party with the TV people.
That foreshadowed why Reeves ultimately rejected the offer. He lost the team after Gomez was sent to juvenile detention from shoplifting. Gomez was in jail when he called. Reeves' focus was on winning back the trust of the team, and less and less on the tv project. Finally, he parted ways with the lovely blonde and coached his team to a close loss at the end of the episode. All is well at Carver High.

Observations - I liked seeing how the TV producer dressed, which was eerily similar to Sean Penn in Carlito's Way. When did white guys stop unbuttoning their shirts and wearing gold chains? I guess when leisure suits and disco went out of style.
As in Pregnant Pause we are treated to a shower singing scene, only this time it takes an ugly turn. The wood board that was placed to cover private parts didn't work this time, as there was "something" showing with Goldstein. It wasn't clear but it was fleshy and unappealing. I hope that doesn't happen again.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

WS season one, episode six - Wanna Bet?


Plot - Coach Reeves is on a picnic in the park with a pretty blonde but doesn't pay much attention to her. That's because he's watching Bobby Magnum, played by Michael Warren, hustling others in basketball for cash. Reeves takes an interest in him and then cajoles him into enrolling and playing for Carver. Bobby has a lot of baggage, mostly owing money to loansharks. The other Carver players don't immediately accept him.
Eventually Bobby's past catches up with him, and despite Reeves best intentions it just doesn't work out. The show ends with Bobby heading back to Oakland pledging to be a better person.
Observations - this is the least satisfying episode so far. First of all, Michael Warren, a former UCLA player and character on Hill Street Blues, was 34 when the episode aired, yet claimed to not be 18 yet in the show. Two parts of the plot were never tied up. First, what happened after Reeves dined with his date. Second, Bobby still owed some $880 when the show ended.
One thing I did like was how Bobby called Reeves and the pawn shop owner "old folks." I will try to use that term at some point if I can find the right situation.

Monday, December 6, 2010

WS season one, episode five - Pregnant Pause


Plot - Milton Reese is enjoying a fine season and even attacting the attention of college scouts. As the episode opens we see the closing of a game in which Reese improbably scores four points and gets an assist in literally seconds. Reggie Miller would have been jealous. He is quickly brought back to earth after the game when his girlfriend informs him she is pregnant.
The rest of the episode goes back and forth between the young lovers' predicament and Reeves doing some thinking and investigating. Reeves discovers, perhaps even before the audience does, that Darlene is not actually pregnant. She is the oldest of eight or nine siblings and doesn't want to lose Reese to a scholarship, and concocted the plan to trap him into marrying her.
Thanks to coach Reeves, with a minor assist from Miss Buchanan, the problem was averted.
Observations -
In the pilot Reeves drove a nice convertible Roadster; in this episode he drove a massive Woody.
The principal changed. It was no longer his benign buddy from the pilot but a more intense man who seems more likely to bend to Miss Buchanan but is still somehow Reeves' old friend, although they have little rapport or chemistry.
Teen pregnancy was not a typical topic on tv in 1978, so this was considered a bold episode at the time.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

WS season one, episode two - Here's some mud in your eye


Plot - One of the Carver players, Curtis Jackson, has a drinking problem. Reeves is the first one to figure it out and later proves it to the rest of the doubting team. As Reeves seems to be at loose ends all day except for practice time, he has the time to drive around LA to resolve the situation. What does this entail? He visits Jackson's father, who is a preacher, and some honest, heartfelt dialogue is involved. He visits and later dines with a mildly attractive psychologist who eventually helps him break through to Jackson. He somehow is present hours after practice when the other players hatched a successful intervention on Jackson.
Observations
As I watch the show sometimes I envy Reeves, as he must have saves tens of thousands of dollars from playing pro ball, which allows him to coach the game he loves and help troubled youth in the process. It really is noble. Also, he always has a good deal of witty dialogue with others, which obviously doesn't occur that often in the real world.
The dollar was stronger back then. Jackson was in hock to some of the other players; one a dollar, another 60 cents, and another 40 cents. When the players hit up Reeves for $26 in their intervention scheme, it really appears to be a significant amount, even for a former NBA player.
The pace of the show is leisurely, allowing sufficient time for plot and character development.
I don't understand the why the episode is titled as it is.

White Shadow - Season one, episode one - Pilot


Plot - The show starts with Ken Reeves playing basketball for the Chicago Bulls and for the first five minutes we only see action with music in the background. Reeves is injured, rehabs, and then sits on the bench. After one game an old college friend joins him in the empty arena and convinces him to become a high school basketball coach at Carver High in Los Angeles.
The rest of the show consists of cursorily meeting the other characters in the show; school administrators, students that play basketball, and family.
The main plot is how Coach Reeves helps a talented player named Hayward to not quit school despite their initial differences and Hayward's family issues. The team loses their first game but wins the second. As the show closes, Reeves tells the players he has their back and will watch over them, to which Thorpe responds, "like a white shadow". Hence the name of the show.
Observations-
The pilot likely had the biggest budget and highest production value.
The drive-thru at Jack in the Box had a jack in the box.
Everyone is relatively thin.
70s soundtrack music permeates the show.
Reeves roughs up Hayward at one point but dismisses it as no big deal with the assistant principal and the issue is dropped.
Currently the 'elite' media seems to have grown tired of the white savior concept as evidenced by their criticism of Avatar last year. In effect, Reeves plays this role, but it is subtle and seems genuine and wholesome in the show.

Monday, November 29, 2010

Hillary - blah blah


My initial thought on WikiLeaks is that they are doing a public service. If you can get Hillary Clinton to say such obviously hypocritical statements then you must be doing something write. It's very frustrating that the mainstream press just takes her blather verbatim without any context or analysis.
I love America but I do not support most US foreign policy. This is the kind of crap that makes foreigners dislike us.

Rich Rodriguez


Writing about Rich Rodriguez doesn't justify much effort, so I will write in phrases and utterances:
15-21 overall record
lost last two games by a combined 50 points
not a "Michigan Man", which almost makes sense to me now
porous defense
Harbaugh is worth a look and would hire if available.

People are attached to the sports teams. I suppose it fulfills some primal need to identify with an army or whatever. Some consider being a fan a virtue, I liken it to a disease. Why? Because I become physically ill when Michigan loses certain games. One that stands out was the loss to Purdue in 2000, a game they would have won if Lloyd Carr had a killer instinct. I was inconsolable after that game. Of course there have been many highs over the years, but they have been in short supply lately. I see why some people get riled up over particular sports teams. They identify with it so deeply that they feel injured when things go badly, or that something precious has been taken away from them without their consent.

Back to Rich Rodriguez. I'll simply state that I won't be upset if he is fired. If he comes back for another year then I will expect more than seven victories and fewer blowout losses. Anything less will require therapy.

Monday, November 22, 2010

author notes/White Shadow project

The author has been spreading himself too thinly lately and hasn't been able to post anything lately. Travel season is over but now basketball season has started. In keeping with my interest in basketball I will soon be blogging about The White Shadow. I just ordered the 1st season on DVD and will do an episode by episode analysis of the show.
I won't share too much about it now as it will be an act of rediscovery for me.
Hopefully in the next week or so this project will begin in earnest. Just to give you a taste, here is the original intro.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Goodbye Ryno


I'm saddened to see that Ryne Sandberg will not be returning to the Cubs next season. Luckily for me I've never been a Cubs fan as this would really bother me if I were.
Growing up in Michigan I got more exposure to the Cubs than just about all the other teams combined. I used to watch the Cubs games with Harry Caray and Steve Stone announcing and Ryne Sandberg seemed to be the 2nd baseman forever.
What happened? Ryne retired and eventually was voted into the Hall of Fame. Four years ago he took a minor league managerial position and worked his way up to AAA. The Cubs recently used the recycled Dusty Baker and Lou Piniella as managers. Piniella abruptly retired this season. An interim manager was named, and after the season the interim tag was removed.
Needless to say Ryne was disappointed. These types of these happen all the time in corporate America when promotions are given out. One day you can be too young and the next too old. Or be in favor with a boss and then out of favor with a new one. The list goes on. Some seem to have a better go of it.
I guess I identify with this case from growing up with Ryne and then living and seeing these disappointments in Corporate America. I hope he finds a better opportunity, and another team takes him on. It will be strange to see him in another uniform.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Andres Carne de Res


Probably the highlight of my recent trip to Colombia was a visit to Andres Carne de Res. Let me preface that this was recommended to me by Colombians, not American tourists. And I went there with Colombians.
Once I got over my self-consciousness about sticking out so much, I started to enjoy myself, and even hit the dancefloor during MJ's Don't Stop ('til you get enough). More on that later.

The bar/restaurant/club had three floors and three themes: hell, purgatory, and heaven. Staff are dressed up in costumes and wait on you or just act weird. It had as much 'flair' as a American restaurant but it didn't seem so calibrated. Also, the patrons seemed to be genuinely enjoying themselves. Great food, too.

As far as the dancing, I explained to my two Colombian companeras that I've really only been comfortable dancing to disco music. I also think that disco was popular partly due to the fact that it is fairly free-flowing and free of rules. History has been kind to disco and will only get better. 15 years ago in college I have fond memories of going to Disco Night and getting dressed up as a disco dancer.

Colombians definitely have some of the same spirit that Americans did in the disco era.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Bogota, Colombia part one


I just completed what will hopefully just the first of many trips to Colombia.
First impressions: I arrived to Bogota at 6 am on a Wednesday morning and was shuttled from the airport to the Radisson Hotel. It was a cool cloudy morning in the city of 7.3 million people. It is temperate year round because it is 2640 meters above sea level.
The hotel is beautiful. After a nap I went to the office for a few hours and was immediately struck about by how kind everyone is. That was a recurring theme on the trip.
The rest will have to wait until tomorrow.

Pane e tulipani/Bread and Tulips


Bread and Tulips in an Italian movie from 2000. It's a slow, enjoyable movie about a lady that is left behind by her family on a vacation and then goes to Venice for a vacation of her own. My favorite character from the movie is Fernando, played by Bruno Ganz. Two adjectives used to describe him in online reviews are wistful and diffident. Fernando plays an Icelandic immigrant that is a waiter. He speaks in a roundabout way that seems from a time long since past.
I recommend it unless you're bored by slow, foreign films. Aren't almost all foreign films slow?

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Sarcasm and irony

At dinner tonight the family had a short debate about the difference(or lack thereof) betweeen sarcasm and irony. As is common it was everyone against me. I was told that they are essentially the same. Eventually a dictionary was pulled and out and I'd say we reached an uneasy stalemate.

Let's first discuss the first point, and then we'll get to the dictionary. I strongly feel irony is an overused word. I regard it as a theme in a play or movie. I was taught that it simply means when the result is the opposite of what was hoped for. I don't throw the word around lightly. Many people mistake irony for coincidence, like when two people unexpectedly see each other in public. They say it's ironic when it's really just coincidental.
Sarcasm is different. I know it because I have been afflicted with it since I was a child. I guess it's part of having a dry sense of humor. Sarcasm usually shows itself in insulting remarks, sometimes exposing naivete or vanity. The tone of voice or inflection makes all the difference between someone being tiresome and negative or irreverant and funny. One can be sarcastic, but irony just is. It's not something you can be.

I suppose the dictionary is a good reference point for this type of debate. However I do feel there are nuances and that English is constantly evolving, so I don't put all my stock in what Webster says.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

towards danger?

When I was around 18 I remember watching a documentary that interviewed war journalists. The part I recall was about a Central American conflict and an interview with a blondish, smiling Australian. They asked him what it was like to be in the middle of a gunfight and he happily remarked that he "felt very alive".

I think what's at play here is the need for adrenaline. Whether it's gambling, bungee jumping, or hunting crocodiles, people have long enjoyed the rush of nervious anticipation.

I'm not particularly one of this lot, but I do like to travel and see places that are unfamiliar. Next week I'll be taking a 10 day trip to Caracas, Venezuela and Bogota, Colombia. The other day I got a call from the Security department of my employer advising me not to visit Caracas unless necessary. He was just doing his job.

I never even considered asking out of the trip. I've been around a little bit. I've not been to the Middle East,Sudan or Afghanistan, but those are the places that would give me pause, not Caracas. Besides, I'm not looking for trouble, maybe just a nice meal, a drink, conversation, and some people-watching.

Monday, September 27, 2010

finding that elusive nugget - Steve Winwood


If you asked 100 teenagers today if they know who Steve Winwood is, you could probably count the ones that do on one hand and still have 4 or 5 fingers left over. Nevertheless, chances are excellent they've heard two of his biggest hits on the radio: While you see a Chance and Higher Love are both staples on light rock radio.

I've always thought of Winwood as sort of British equivalent of Joe Walsh. He was part of various groups before going solo, and then finally came back to others later, Walsh with the Eagles and Winwood with Eric Clapton. Both had hits sporadically over long careers. Walsh is known more as a great guitarist and Winwood a singer and arranger.

Here are some nuggets from Youtube about While You See a Chance. I sometimes enjoy finding a comment where a listener tries to interpret a song or shares some other interesting info:

1)@BrokenneckYgor it is foolish to build an aircraft that has no buyer, it would be the same to design An automobile that has A buyers list of one. in music in America, we get A vocalist together with A guitarist and A percussionist, and you all sit around perfecting each others shit. that's how it's done. the other way is the European way, the ONLY I am allowed to be wonderful, selfish snob, my shit doesn't stink way. we have A saying for folks like that here, "GET OUT"! don't blame Steve at all

I found that Winwood played all the instruments for the album Arc of a Diver, where this song is from.

2)I've finally taken this advice; after 20 years.

Come on! If you don't tell us more I doubt it's true.

From Higher Love
3)Chaka also arranged the vocals on Robert Palmer's number 1 hit "Addicted to Love"

I'm not sure if Chaka Khan was a vocalist on either of the songs but I'll find out at some point when I'm at work.

These are the fruits of how I sometimes while away evenings, neither reading, watching TV, nor socializing with my family or friends. It's not very productive but I enjoy it and sometimes find an opportune moment to share this useless information with like-minded individuals.

recommended reading for baseball fans


Baseball - America's pastime. Hot dogs and peanuts and lazy summer days. Sweet Lou and Alan Trammell turning another double play. From childhood I have fond memories of playing and watching baseball whether in person or on TV.

Somewhere along the way I've lost my connection to the game because I find it too slow to watch on TV and I've only been to two major league games since 1998. My days of playing are practically over, unless I join a beer and softball league again.

However I won't let it go away alltogether. I'm still connected in two ways. One, I have coached my two oldest children in softball and baseball. I actually enjoy the dugout chatter and the back and forth with the kids more than the games themselves since the skill levels are low. Second, I've read a couple of books by David Halberstam that are just about perfect. One is called October 1964, which chronicles the World Series between the Yankees and Cardinals. The second is Summer of '49, which recounts the Yankees/Red Sox pennant race.

I think the late Halberstam's greatest gift was weaving together the historical setting, the characters, and what happened on the field. If I were a literature professor I would ask aspiring history writers to read these books and ask them to report back to me in my messy office.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

about movies

A couple of thoughts regarding two of my favorite movies and application to my life.

First, today my six year old son spilled water on himself today. He missed badly and got his shirt very wet. At that point I told him he had a drinking problem. He smiled. When I recounted this to the other two kids they both smirked too.
This was of course was a reference to the movie Airplane! None of them liked the movie when I showed it to them about a year ago. In fact the 6 year old was the only that stayed through the end only because of his aversion to going to bed. When I used the line in real life it was funnier than on film. This ties loosely to my next point.

Second, whenever I read the Life section of USA Today I'm reminded of the following dialogue from Sideways.

Jack and the Erganians surround Miles as he eats from a plate
with two pieces of CAKE -- one white, one dark.

MRS. ERGANIAN
Jack tells us you are publishing a
book. Congratulations.

MR. ERGANIAN
Yes, congratulations.

Miles shoots Jack a look. Mr. Erganian gets some ice cubes
from the refrigerator door.

MILES
Yeah, well, it's not exactly finalized
yet, but, um, there has been some
interest and --

MRS. ERGANIAN
(to Jack)
Your friend is modest.

JACK
Yeah, Miles, don't be so modest.
Indulge them. Don't make me out to
be a liar.

MR. ERGANIAN
What subject is your book? Non-
fiction?

MILES
No, it's a novel. Fiction. Although
there's a lot from my own life, so I
guess technically some of it is non-
fiction.

MR. ERGANIAN
Good, I like non-fiction. There is
so much to know about the world that
I think reading a story someone just
invented is kind of a waste of time.
MILES
That's an interesting perpective.

I tend to agree with Mr. Erganian. Sometimes I'll be in the Life section and will be reading an interview with and actor/actress about their made up character and I say to myself, "WTF?! Why am I wasting my time reading this?" And then I hear Mr. Egranian and close the paper and move on.

Saturday, May 8, 2010

instrumentals

Here is a list of instrumentals that can give you a break from what you're hearing on the radio:

1. Love's Theme - Barry White
2. Chase - Giorgio Moroder
3. Miami Vice Theme - Jan Hammer
4. On Earth as it is in Heaven - Ennio Morricone
5. The Entertainer - Marvin Hamlisch version
6. A Fifth of Beethoven - Walter Murphy and the Big Apple Band
7. Blue Danube - Strauss (2001 A Space Oddyssey soundtrack)

You may say I'm excluding some and it's highly likely. What I like about instrumentals is that they allow me to think more clearly then when there are lyrics.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Don't tase me, bro!

A couple of nights during a Philadelphia Phillies home game a 17 year old fan ran onto the field. This practice of running onto the playing field during a game dates back to the 70s, when they usually were naked, too. Baseball's expansive outfields are the best spot to run on the field as they allow for plenty of time in the limelight as the players just look on passively.

Normally this wouldn't be newsworthy but in Philadelphia the fan was "tased" by a cop. Wikipedia says,
"A Taser is an electroshock weapon that uses electrical current to disrupt voluntary control of muscles...Tasers were introduced as less-lethal weapons to be used by police to subdue fleeing, belligerent, or potentially dangerous subjects, often when what they consider to be a more lethal weapon would have otherwise been used."

My dispute with the sentence above is that it should be "and" instead of "or". Philly fan was fleeing and belligerent but not dangerous. If someone is dangerous than I'm all for a tase. I think they should have just caught him and removed him from the field.

Take a look at another video...do you think he deserved it?

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Jimmy John's and Subway

It takes a whole lot to change this loyal foodie from one restaurant to another. I am one that relates faraway cities to the restaurants they have. Frequent trips result in frequent visits to the familiar, trusted venues. For example, on a recent 3 day trip to southern California I went to El Torito three times. If a Panda Express were nearby that would have seen more business, too.

So it's worth noting that I'm now sharing the love between Subway and Jimmy John's.
This took a long time to even get started. I passed JJs dozens of times and just noted the 'free smells' signs in the windows. I don't care for the black and red color scheme either. It reminds me of slackers with goatees and weak attempts at being hip. I guess what finally broke through was the 'extremely fast delivery' sign. I don't even remember the first occasion but I wandered into the Eastown (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eastown) location and am slowly getting hooked.

There are a few reasons. 1)I've grown tired of Subway. I've been eating it since they upgraded the breads and remember it before Jared Fogle who has been around too long. 2)I get tired of standing behind slow or indecisive people at Subway and also the back and forth with the sandwich artist. Too many questions and answers (bread, cheese, toppings, make that a meal, just one cookie?, etc... 3)Jimmy John's makes it simple a la hamburger joints. Just order the sandwich and customize it my holding certain toppings.
4)Quality, taste, and price are close enough.
5)Jimmy John's is FAST. They have more than one cashier to take orders. By the time you pay and stoop for the chips the sandwich is typically ready. What a concept!

If you're impatient, interested in straying from the usual food stops, and you like sub sandwiches, give Jimmy John's a try.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

running a half marathon

As I write this I'm icing my calves because Saturday I ran a 13.1 mile half-marathon. I undertook this masochistic activity as a means to the end of finishing a 15.5 mile race on May 8th. I've been doing this race for about 12 years and my feet and legs are still holding up fairly well.

The rewards of running a long race is an inward and outward experience that can obviously only be achieved by throwing yourself into it. Some inward rewards are the illusion of prolonging youth and being able to do something others can't or don't care to do. External rewards are the kinship with other struggling runners, the cheering crowds, helpful aid station workers, and all the odd things you see and think about in a normal race.

I'll write more about this in the next two weeks and will share more of those oddities.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

stuck in traffic


Over the last few weeks I have been in some monumental traffic jams. I still feel a little numb but I'm sure I'll come back for more.
First was Mexico City. I'd say this was the most difficult because it was the most time to cover the least distance and also had the worst air quality. The upside to Mexico City is that there's always something to look at. Worst drive - a 90 minute drive from the south of the city to the zoo in the center.
Seoond was Chicago. I arrived to the city on 94 west at 5 PM on Friday, admittedly not the best time. It took two hours to get from Comiskey Park (where the White Sox play) to the hotel near the airport. No upside to traffic in Chicago.
Finally now I am in Orange County. Today it took me over two hours to get from Burbank to Santa Ana, a distance of about 42 miles. I usually don't mind driving around So. Cal. because I try to pick off-peak times and there the highway can have up to 6 lanes and all the drivers are fast and alert like me. The upside to So. Cal. is the talk radio.
I'm not complaining. The first was part of a vacation and the latter two work-related. I don't have sympathy when people complain about traffic or when I see the periodic story in USA Today about long commutes. People choose to live and work in these cities and really no amount of incentives or urban planning will lessen the traffic. There are just too many people in too small of an area.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

stop and think


Sometimes I have an epiphany on how I can make life easier. Unfortunately I didn't invent the Internet (like Al Gore) or Facebook or Twitter. and I probably won't be in on The Next Big Thing.

No, I think of really simple things that could never be patented. Tonight I became irritable when my wonderful wife asked me to go to the basement to get toilet paper. And I thought and said something to the effect of "Why in the bleep is the T.P. down there? We don't have a bathroom down there. ALL the T.P. should be stored near the bleeping toilets!!! I didn't actually use the salty language, but you get the point.

Another idea is to only do one thing at a time. Or to put it even simpler, finish one thing before taking on another. One scenario is during the trip from the basement to the upstairs, I'll carry multiple rolls and then try to pour myself a glass of water when passing through the kitchen while holding onto the rolls. Inevitably I'd spill water or drop the rolls, yell an obsenity, and have to clean up. Why not just set the T.P. down first? Or skip the water?

I hope you can find a way to incorporate this advice into your life and lower your stress and anger levels. Occasionally I'll think first and am almost always grateful.

Monday, April 12, 2010

La Marquesa


Yesterday I returned from an 11 day family vacation to Mexico City and Acapulco, along with a day trip to a national park called La Marquesa, just west of Mexico City. La Marquesa is in a temperate valley surrounded by rolling mountains of pine trees and the day there was one of the highlights of the vacation. There are a multitude of activities there: soccer, hiking, kite flying, frisbee, football games, fishing, 4 wheelers, horseback riding, and more.
After throwing a football around for awhile we sat down outside a restaurant and ate tacos, quesadillas, tlacoyos, and huaraches. I chose to wash it down with a michelada, a beer with salt on the rim of the bottle and lemon juice and hot sauce added to the beer. After that we rode four wheelers and then played a game of touch football with about 15 kids and adults. Finally we went back to the picnic tables and took about another 90 minutes to finally pick up and leave.
It was one of those long, sunny days where you forget about time and stress and just have fun. As a youth I spent summer days like that in the towns of Alaska and Holland State Park, MI. Now that the weather has turned for the better I hope you'll plan a day trip somewhere near you and enjoy some leisure time in the great outdoors.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Down Mexico way

Having a great time in Mexico and will have lots to share next week.

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

iPod and classic albums


I was a bit perplexed this evening when my tween daughter asked me to pull out some of my favorite albums so she could download some of it them onto her iPod. Beatles, Pink Floyd, and Joe Walsh in particular. I was pleased by her interest but perplexed by the word "some" in the preceding sentence.

I gave her the CDs assuming she'd download all of them only to see her first downloading Abbey Road and picking out about 8 of the 17 songs. Personally I'll usually only listen to it when on a road trip or doing a project in the yard because that's the only way I can listen to it all at once. I asked her how she could load Mean Mr. Mustard, not load Polythene Pam, and then load She Came in Through the Bathroom Window. It made no sense to me. I have other examples from other albums but I'll just stop there.

There are pros and cons to being part of the iPod generation. One pro is that they don't have to suffer through some of the bad songs on great albums. A major con is that they miss what it's like to know an album's time and place and how it was part of an artist or group's career. For now I'll try to get her download whole albums and there's nothing to lose because I already paid for them.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Mel Kiper Jr.

If you listen to sports radio even just a little bit you'll eventually hear Mel Kiper Jr. Mel is what is known as the "NFL Draft guru". He knows just about everything no correct that everything there is to know about every NFL team and every Division 1 college football prospect. This time of year leading up to the draft is Mel time and you'll see and hear him seemingly everywhere.

The little I've thought about him in the past is that he's slightly nutty but now I'm starting to think he's a genius. He is so specialized in his knowledge that I think he could translate to almost any medium. I could just hear Mel handicapping the Oscars, the midterms elections, or even the weather with the same passion he does with NFL draft. Joseph Campbell once said "Follow your bliss". Mel Kiper Jr. certainly has.

Here's a video of Mel talking about Tim Tebow. This is a three minute interview. Mel could do this for hours without coming up for air!

an apple a day


One of the first things kids learn about health is "an apple a day keeps the doctor away." It is one of those phrases that becomes ingrained in the psyche. I've never paid much mind to it myself as I only eat them sporadically. I started to take another look at apples recently because of reading about their benefits to the teeth. According to ezinearticles.com,

"In addition to their basic health benefits, they have numerous dental benefits. Apples are a mildly acidic fruit. Because of their slightly astringent quality, they are an ideal food for cleansing and brightening teeth. The acidic nature of an apple is not enough to make a person's teeth pearly white. The acid needs the help of the fiber-rich flesh of the apple."

I've been eating one per day for 10 days and I think my teeth look whiter. I've been fanatical about my teeth since having braces as a teenager and hearing the horror stories about what effect poor habits would have on my teeth. I imagined myself with yellow teeth around the white square that was the brace on each tooth. The only thing I do knowingly that is harmful to my teeth is drink diet pop at lunch and dinner.

I'm planning to keep up the habit and will know for sure if anyone comments on my whiter smile. Even if that doesn't work they have other less vain benefits.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Napoleon Dynamite

For a time back in 2004 one could barely go anywhere without seeing some reference to Napoleon Dynamite or a Vote For Pedro t-shirt. My tendency is to resist being sucked into these trends and just let it ride out. I rarely get to see an "adult" movie and don't know much about modern music. And that's ok. Sooner or later if a movie is good enough I'll check it out. When the student is ready the teacher will appear.

Last night I viewed Napoleon Dynamite for the first time. I could tell within the first five minutes that it was going to be a gem. Like the best comedies, the movie keeps your attention despite a thin plot because you anticipate that something funny is coming often.
Without being a spoiler, I'll just share a list of the top five characters: Napoleon Dynamite, Uncle Rico, Kip Dynamite, Deb, and Pedro. If you enjoy slow-paced movies with nuanced, tongue-in-cheek humor, then check it out. Here's a look at Uncle Rico.


Sunday, March 21, 2010

Bossa Nova acai juice


Anything containg the words antioxidants, superfruits, exotic tropical locations, and better health made easy will get my attention. Enter Bossa Nova acai juice.


Acai berries are purplish and come from the Amazon jungle in Brazil. People native to that area are allegedly healthier than most. Bossa Nova is a California-based company markets acai juice in a 10 oz. bottle for $2.99. I've been drinking 3-4 ounces every day and it tastes pretty good if you drink it like a shot.


There are several superfruit juice products like this. You may have seen juices with pomengranate, goji berry, or mangosteen. According to Consumer Reports none of them can really claim anything but that won't stop me from buying it. I guess it's just part of being human. People have been concocting elixirs, panaceas, and magic potions for centuries. If they at least make people think they feel better then perhaps they serve a purpose.


Daytona Beach, FL


This weekend I went to Daytona Beach for the first time. It's a well-known destination for spring breakers, NASCAR fans, and cars on beaches. The little I got to see of it made it seem like a slow-paced, sleepy beach town which didn't jibe with its reputation.

To begin with, the airport is small and easy to get in and out of. I had a friendly cabbie named Pierre that took me to the Hilton which is right on the beach. Pierre left Haiti in 1980 and spent 24 years in Miami. He speaks French, Creole, Spanish, and English (decently).

I'm definitely looking forward to going back there sometime in a non-Spring Break week.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daytona_Beach


Wednesday, March 17, 2010

St. Patrick's Day & being American


Today is the day when many people suddenly become proud of their Irish heritage whether they're Irish or not. Others use St. Patrick's Day as a reason to go drinking or to pull something hideously off-green out of the closet.

Over the years I've become a bit ambivalent identifying myself as Irish-American. Sure, I wore a green shirt to work today and said "probably" when people asked me if I was going to drink beer today (although I had no intention of doing so). My policy has been just to acknowledge it if asked. There are some people that make a big deal about it but who really cares if you consider yourself Italian, Irish, Polish, etc.

There are two things that caused me to think about this: one to do with Theodore Roosevelt and the other Christoper Walken. Interesting pair, eh? Roosevelt said:

"There is no room in this country for hyphenated Americanism. When I refer to hyphenated Americans, I do not refer to naturalized Americans. Some of the very best Americans I have ever known were naturalized Americans, Americans born abroad. But a hyphenated American is not an American at all."

"This is just as true of the man who puts “native” before the hyphen as of the man who puts German or Irish or English or French before the hyphen. Americanism is a matter of the spirit and of the soul. Our allegiance must be purely to the United States. We must unsparingly condemn any man who holds any other allegiance."

"But if he is heartily and singly loyal to this Republic, then no matter where he was born, he is just as good an American as any one else."

Finally there was a scene in The Deer Hunter where Christopher Walken was being questioned by a doctor after being rescued as a POW in Vietnam. He was asked if his name was Russian and he said in an proud, certain tone that it was American.

Harrumph!

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

to health care to not health care


If you haven't taken a side in the health care debate, ask yourself these two questions and it may clear it up for you:

1) Is health care a right that should be provided to you by the government?

If yes, move to #2. If no, call your congressperson and ask them to vote no on the deem and pass vote coming soon.

2) Should a country already $12 trillion in debt tax or borrow another $950 billion to provide health care coverage to the populace?
If you say yes again, call your congressperson and ask them to vote yes.

If you're still confused, the tiebreaker is whether the picture above scares you.

March Madness

Every March real and casual college basketball fans take part in what is called March Madness. The madness is that there are 64 teams and after 63 games there will be one champion. There are typically upsets and dramatic finishes.

What I think people tune into is to see the emotion. Unlike football, one can see basketball players clearly from a closer vantage point. I have no idea whether I'll fill out a bracket tomorrow or even see many games as I have nothing invested in any of the teams. It makes a big difference if you have someone to pull for.

I hope you have a fave team and have fun with it. Also it's always great to see the One Shining Moment video at the end. Here's the 2009 version.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

31 down 19 to go


This weekend I made a short business trip to Baltimore, Maryland and I'm debating whether this even counts as a visit to the state. I was only there 15 hours, it was overcast and raining, and all I did was go from the airport to a downtown hotel and back.

I'd like to go back sometime for a couple of days, catch a baseball game, and go outside the city too. The word to describe this affliction is wanderlust. I always thought the word had Irish roots but it actually comes from Germany.

Here's the proof from dictionary.com which proves again that Wikipedia is right:

wan·der·lust   /ˈwÉ’ndÉ™rËŒlÊŒst/ Show Spelled[won-der-luhst]
–noun
a strong, innate desire to rove or travel about.

Origin:
1850–55; < G, equiv. to wander(n) to wander + Lust desire; see lust

Today my wife was trying to cull books from our bookshelf. I have many travel books of places I've never been and for languages I've never even attempted to learn. A person that doesn't care to travel would think I'm slightly mad but another like-minded individual would understand completely. Needless to say, I wouldn't allow her to remove any of them.

muscle memory


About a month ago I read about an Olympic figure skater whose mother passed away shortly before her competition. She was out of sorts mentally so she was going to do her routine on muscle memory. I don't know but it turned out but this interested me because I've heard the term before but didn't really grasp it. I've been training for a 25K race in May and have noticed that even if I'm tired or unmotivated that my legs will carry where I need to go. Muscle memory also explains why I'm no longer good at basketball or golf. My muscles don't remember all the motions that I'd done so often when I was young.

Wikipedia says "When an active person repeatedly trains movement, often of the same activity, in an effort to stimulate the mind’s adaptation process, the outcome is to induce physiological changes which attain increased levels of accuracy through repetition. Even though the process is really brain-muscle memory or motor memory, the colloquial expression "muscle memory" is commonly used.[1]"

Now I understand better what I need to do to improve in one activity and also not to get so down on myself now when I do dabble in basketball, golf, or another sport. Since the brain is also a muscle it seems like it would make sense that we can improve our minds through repetition too. I'll leave that to the Tony Robbins of the world.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

RIP Merlin Olsen

Just wanted to share some IMing I did on news of the death of Merlin Olsen.
What do you think?

Michael Corcora... Merlin Olsen died
Tom Cathey/Sal... heard that at lunch. used to like him as an announcer.
Michael Corcora... yeah I liked him too. He just sort of disappeared 20 yrs. ago
Tom Cathey/Sal... i think the ftd ads killed him
Michael Corcora... actually it was asbestos
Michael Corcora... you should be a media advisor. You could tell ex-jocks which endorsments to do.
Tom Cathey/Sal... not a good idea for a lineman to do flower commercials and little house. you lose the respect of who made you famous in the first place. no self-respecting man was gonna take him seriously after that, hence end of career.
Michael Corcora... that's the genius of Merlin Olsen. He didn't play to his type.
Tom Cathey/Sal... carved out his own niche......nice.


Wednesday, March 10, 2010

self analysis


I think it's good for everyone to analyze themselves from time to time.
I decided to look at this blog and I noticed I tend to write about the same topics: observational humor, human behavior, food, music, movies, traveling, and shopping. I've tried to keep it away from being directly about me, or contemporary news or pop culture because I think we all get enough of that in our daily lives. Part of this blogging experiment has shown me that most people probably have a defined realm of thought, and I'm going to try move beyond that.

I'll still do some of the above but I'm going to try to introduce some new subjects and ideas. It may be quasi-journalism, or biographical information about someone you or I don't even know yet, or who knows what.

Monday, March 8, 2010

from one side to the other


A slender middle-aged man paces leisurely in front of the Grand Hyatt Irvine lobby on an occasionally breezy Saturday afternoon. Nobody really notices him. There are millions of unremarkable men like him. When the wind picks up he deftly pulls his hand over his head. The first time he did it his sleight-of-hand was so good I didn't notice. But inevitably the wind picked up again I got to watch him do it again from start to finish. And then another time. By then I noticed the man had a combover. Men with combovers loathe windy days.

According to Wikipedia (believe it) a comb over or combover is a hairstyle worn by bald or balding men in which the hair on one side of the head is grown long and then combed over the bald area to minimize the display of baldness.

After noticing this man I noticed three more combovers at the LAX airport later that day. One was a man that couldn't have been more than 35. Men with hair can't fathom why others do that. They say "I would never do that, I'd just accept my baldness." Judging by all the combovers my guess is that it's easier said than done.

Next time you see a combover instead of grunting some condescending comment please just try not to stare and change the subject in your mind. The combover man will appreciate your indifference. It's 2010 and he's still far from the endangered list so just let it be.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

IHOP could be dangerous to your health


If the professional bureaucrats at the FDA are making fast joints print their nutritional information for consumers then surely IHOP should have a bright neon light on their menu to alert their customers about how much they're about to ingest.

I'm not in favor of any disclosure requirements but if you're going to do it for the supposed good of others then please include restaurants like IHOP too. When I travel I much prefer IHOP to Denny's and I'm always amazed by the breakfast menu.
I used to think that there were two basic choices: go the eggs, meat, toast, and o.j. route OR with pancakes or french toast and chocolate milk. At IHOP you get both! And you have to work hard to avoid it with little incentive. If you read the pancakes as an entree description you'll notice you also get eggs and meat. If you look at eggs or omelletes and meat, you also get three buttermilk pancakes. I was able to find the quick two-egg breakfast that excluded the pancakes and it cost almost the same as the others that with 100s more calories.

Until people at IHOP and fast food places have to pay according to how many calories they consume you'll see stories about how America is too heavy.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Going to California

On my list of favorite states California is second only to my native Michigan. Friday I'm headed out to sunny southern California for a short weekend trip. Some travelers are more attracted to the known and others to the unknown. For me it's both. I like knowing my way around the John Wayne airport and all the intersecting highways near there. It's also nice to know I'll see something new or meet someone new while I'm out there.

It's always fun to sample the local cuisine. I asked a friend where the best tacos are in that area and was told to go to the Fashion Island mall in Newport Beach and/or La Salsa in Irvine. Something valuable I've learned while on these business trips is to have a little fun by catching up with old friends or at the very least eat a good meal.

I hope to have good things to report from the road. Until then, enjoy this quintessential California video and song.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

odd jobs - part 2


In the summer of 1992 I worked at a cemetary for $5 an hour. It was a mostly solitary job where I spent most of my time on a riding grass mower trying not to hit the headstones and their accompanying adornments. Other duties included sweeping the mausoleum and an occasional cremation. Once in awhile when I was lucky I got to ride on the big combine and try to steer and while changing gears.

Like most of my odd jobs the most interesting part was the people I met along the way. It was an opportunity for a young greenhorn like me to see and hear how adults were in the real world. The two men I worked with were both drug burnouts but they had a dignity about them. Paul was the smarter and more charismatic one, who loved to do a hearty smile and laugh where he forced himself to show his teeth. Dave was quieter, reserved, and slower, but would occasionally say something funny. They were like a Midwestern version of Jay and Silent Bob. Dave also had a half-brother Carl who was on some form of disability (although I think he was just lazy) who would visit us daily in the garage. His stories were forgettable but he had a way of telling them that kept me hanging on his every word.

Occasionally I get nostalgic about these old jobs and the people. Perhaps it was just my age and inexperience but I found these people much more interesting and entertaining than the people I work with in the white collar world. The slow pace, the unpretentious conversation, and one sunny day after another made this one of the better odd jobs I had.

Monday, March 1, 2010

On Demand - Blame It On Rio

Today I had the occasion to speak to one of my "followers". He or she was critical of the blog and didn't really understand what it was about.
That will be dealt with in good time.
Tonight, in the spirit of not taking oneself too seriously, I want to inform you Comcast customers that the 1984 classic Blame It On Rio is now available free on demand.
It's hard to describe its greatness to someone who hasn't seen it. Is it the comedic timing, the music, cinematograpy, dialogue, or the Michael Caine/Joseph Bologna combo? You just have to see it for yourself. If you don't like it at first you just need to keep watching it and it will conquer you.
Instead of being a critic, just say "Blame It On Rio".
For a taste of the fun I've included the trailer.  The closing credits are fun, too.




Sunday, February 28, 2010

ground beef


Over the Christmas/New Year holidays I went to the doctor for the first time in many many years. I am not fond of the sterile environment; drab uniforms, needles, boring artwork, certificates on walls, etc. I also dislike the forms, the waiting and waiting, and the lame magazines. More than anything I detest dropping trow and turning my head to the right and left and coughing while a doctor touches my privates. I'm 36 now and don't believe it's necessary anymore. TMI???

At this visit I did blood tests and have high cholesterol of the bad kind. The doctor asked me if I exercise (yes), told me to watch how much fat I eat, and was nice enough not to tell me to lose weight.

Tonight I was grocery shopping and I needed some ground beef for tomorrow night's spaghetti and meatballs. I forced myself to look at the nutritional labels. First was the 80/20 ground beef at $3.29 a pound. I didn't have a calculator with me but I deduced that it meant 80% fat and 20% meat. I set it down and picked up the beef with about half the fat as the other which was $4.99 a lb. I struggled between my frugal nature and the images I could recall from the novel The Jungle. Finally I thought about the doctor's office and put the expensive meat in the cart and moved on. Score one for good health!

Saturday, February 27, 2010

30 down, 20 to go


A goal I have in my travels is to eventually to see all 50 states. This week I was lucky enough to see arguably the hardest to reach, Hawaii. I spent my time on Maui, which is the second biggest island in the state.

I still haven't figured out how I feel about Hawaii. It's definitely a beautiful place with many natural wonders. There's plenty of sunshine and the people are friendly. For whatever reason it just didn't feel like America to me. I'm sure there are people that will argue that but there are also native Hawaiians that resent the US turning their kingdom into a state. There are still many reports of tensions between native Hawaiians and the "haoles" as white folk are called.

The intent of this post is not to discredit Hawaii as a state. It's just to remind people that all of what is called America, whether Jamestown, Texas, or California, used to belong to someone else.

Also, one other point is that being in an airport in a certain state doesn't count as visiting the state.

The Blind Side - book


A few days ago I finished reading The Blind Side by Michael Lewis. It is the interesting story of a teenager from Memphis named Michael Oher. He was headed towards a very uncertain future when a man named Big Tony took him to a born-again Christian school. He enrolled and was eventually cared for and adopted by the Touhy family.

Lewis is adept at weaving Michael's story with that of the evolving NFL and how the left tackle position became so important. Michael ended up being a first round draft pick of the Baltimore Ravens. It runs a little long at 329 pages but I recommend it to anyone interested in football or just a unique story about someone overcoming the odds with strong support group. There is also a movie which I hope to see in the near future.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Molokai

I've been out in Maui, Hawaii the last few days. It's my first time here and it's kind of like the land of the lotus eaters. It's so beautiful that it dulls the senses and makes your lose track of time. Nice!

All the islands came to be 1.5 million years ago. Today I went on a helicopter ride around Maui and to the sparsely populated island Molokai. Molokai has everything: waterfalls, valleys, cliffs, beaches, and is as green as Ireland.

Here's a slide show for your enjoyment.




Saturday, February 20, 2010

The Stepfather - movie

Daddy's home.

Danger lives closer than you think.

Last night I went to Blockbuster Video and on the request of my wife rented The Stepfather. On the cover it looked like the same ol' predictable suspense movie that has been recycled for decades. It surely was but it was well-done and fairly entertaining, too.

Dylan Walsh is the psychotic killer. Sela Ward is the divorced mom who is denial. Penn Badgely is the son who is skeptical of his new stepfather and Amber Heard is the attractive girlfriend that looks great in the pool scenes.

Dylan Walsh was the one who made the difference. He portrayed a man that seemed in control but also just a moment or two from becoming violent.

If you're at a loss for a movie to rent and like these types of movies then I recommend it.


Thursday, February 18, 2010

a sunny day off

Today I took the day off. Besides not being in the office, another benefit is the slower pace and all the things one doesn't notice on a typical, hectic day, One example is other people. Also, the sun was really shining for the first time in a long time.

I was able to drive my daughter to school without cursing every slow or imcompetent driver on the road. Just every other one.

I went grocery shopping at 8:30 AM instead of after work. The store was much calmer and I sensed less stress in the air. Also the cashier was folksy unlike the night cashiers. I guess it's easier to be that way because your customers have nowhere else they need to be.

Speaking of folksy, the lady at the McDonald's drive thru window was downright giddy. Her window was facing east.

I was stood up for lunch (OK they honestly mixed up the date) and I didn't really even care.

I got my haircut and the comely stylist turned out to be a big microbrew drinker. She really pepped up when we started talking about beer.

On my second try for lunch the cashier at the nearly empty Mexican restaurant walked over to my table to chat about the Olympics. That wouldn't have happened at rush hour because he mentioned they were really busy.

I went for a 5 mile walk/jog.

To top it all off, when my daughter and I were shopping for sporting goods the R.E.M. song Shiny Happy People was playing in the store.



Monday, February 15, 2010

all's well that ends well

Tonight was the last game for the 5th grade basketball team I have coached for the last three months. We were able to pull out a 17-12 victory in a hard-fought game. I really enjoyed coaching this group. They are seven carefree, happy-go-lucky kids that had fun learning how to play. As if that wasn't enough the parents were supportive and encouraging, too.

When people learn of me coaching a team the questions are almost always, "Did you win?" or "What's your record?" as if the only thing that matters is winning or losing. I wouldn't have traded these kids for seven all-stars,and I like to win as much as anyone. We only won 3 out of 10 games but who really cares. We were competitive in all but two of our losses and nobody cried or got hurt the whole season. Besides that, they got involved in youth sports.

I strongly believe that youth sports are important for two reasons. 1) it gives them a chance to play a sport they can hopefully enjoy their whole lives, and 2)they learn what it's like to be part of a team and enjoy the camaraderie that comes with it.

Please support school athletics! There's more to growing up than what you learn in the classroom.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Percy Jackson and the Olympians: The Lightning Thief - movie

Usually when I take the kids to a movie I fall asleep within 30 minutes and don't wake up until the beginning of the end. True to form I did doze off but just for a few minutes which I suppose speaks well of Percy Jackson and the Olympians: The Lightning Thief.
This movie will interest kids that enjoy Harry Potter or that sort of thing. Besides the special effects and action I liked the way they wove Greek mythology into the story line. I've always had an passive interest in it and appreciated learning a little about it through a movie (assuming it was accurate of course!).
Kudos also to the writer who kept the dialogue from becoming too staid like an old epic and also from being sarcastic and smarmy. The gods spoke like gods and the kids like kids for the most part.

Rather than include the trailer I'll instead put a clip of Hercules against Moon Men. This was part of the classic 90s Comedy Central show Mystery Science Theater 3000. You can see how much movies have improved. Also, when was the last time you heard someone make a reference to Gymkata?




Sin Nombre - movie

Sin Nombre is a one of those movies that dares you to turn it off. It's set mostly in Mexico about a young woman from Honduras named Sayra and a young Mexican man from Chiapas named Casper. The first half of the movie takes turns telling their stories until their paths cross. Sayra is riding on the top of a freight train on her way to New Jersey and Casper is running away from his gang trying to escape almost certain death.

Rather than going into details about the movie I'll just set out the criteria for who probably will and won't like this movie. If you like suspenseful, gritty, and violent movies this is for you. If you also like seeing people perservere through very difficult situations you'll enjoy it even more. If you you're turned off by tattoes, blood, and brutality, you'll hate it.

My wife and I were riveted by it and then afterward all we could say was how horrible it was. Kind of like the old ladies who complained about the bad food that was in such small portions, too.

Friday, February 12, 2010

the missing ingredient in today's music

Many music lovers that came of age any time from the 50s to the 90s will lament the state of pop/rock music today. It's almost as if it doesn't exist anymore. People keep listening to the same ol' songs on light rock and classic rock stations while almost nothing is being added to the canons of music. I think the problem is that artists don't play the music anymore. For instance American Idol is just vocalists. In the past those vocalists were also accomplished musicians.

When you listen closely to some of the greats it's easy to hear the guitars and drums, and a little harder to pick out the bass. The instrument that gets missed the most but is arguably as important as guitar is the piano. So many of the greats wrote and played piano: Brian Wilson, Lennon, McCartney, Elton John, Billy Joel, Freddie Mercury, Eddie Van Halen, and Prince are just a start. Even those Southern rockers Lynyrd Skynyrd had a cool piano solo at the end of Sweet Home Alabama. Next time you're listening to a classic see if you can hear some piano. Chances are you will.

So what's a way to get music going again? Has it all really been done already as some say? I think it's possible. There are still great songs to be written. But to really make those songs great the right music has to be made to accompany it.
The game Guitar Hero gives me hope. Hopefully in the future there will be Piano Hero so that there are some pianists to go along with all the guitarists.

For an example of some good piano in a Bob Seger song check Beautiful Loser. It starts at about the 2 minute mark.


Thursday, February 11, 2010

check yourself out


Tonight at the local grocery I was presented with the difficult choice of waiting in line for a cashier to scan and bag my groceries or to do it all myself. It's difficult because I'm impatient and I'd be ruing myself if I made the wrong decision. Normally I'm happy to while away a few minutes looking at magazines like People, Us, or In Touch. But tonight the only cashier line was three deep, and from sizing up the cashier and the customers I decided I could do it faster myself. Luckily it worked out for the best as I left the store before the person who would of been ahead of me in the other line had even finished paying.

I've watched the store evolve from a cashier with a bagger who loaded your cart to a cashier that bags and you load the cart to offloading all the work on the customer. Many customers have complained every step of the way. I think it's great because it theoretically keeps prices lower and it gives the customer more choice. ATMs, pay at the pump, and airport kiosks have also been great inventions for consumers.

Some will say that it is making society impersonal. I'd argue that people have plenty of chances for personal interaction during the day. They could talk with co-workers, eat lunch with a friend, join a club, or call someone on the phone. The list goes on. So if you're quick to complain about what you have to do as a customer think a little deeper because it may actually be for your benefit.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

odd jobs - part 1

Hearing so much about jobs (or lack thereof) in the news lately caused me to reflect on some jobs I've had in the past. I think it's important for teenagers to have at least part-time jobs to cover some expenses and learn about the real world. I have lots of memories of the different places I worked. Some still bring a smile to my face.

One of the interesting jobs I has was two summers in college working at a windowless warehouse with adults anywhere from 18 to 60. Interesting not so much for the work but for the other workers and the things I saw and heard there. The first shift consisted of what were called the "lifers", or the people that had been there long enough to move up to normal working hours. They were surly but dependable so they would stay there until retirement. Next was second shift where I worked. These people were mostly from the edges of society; busted for drunk driving, messy divorces, white collar and high school dropouts, and a handful of college students like me. They had colorful personalities, interesting life stories full of bad decisions, and were mostly hard workers and trying to make a living. Third shift was 'Night of the Living Dead' because of the trance-like state in which they entered the building. They were either stoned or had been under the stoned so often in the past that they were burned out.

2nd shift was definitely the best to work on. I liked the way people were given degrading nicknames and mocked at every opportunity but also that no one ever took it seriously. I think that's why everyone had a persona, which worked like a plate of armor against outside attacks.
Since then I've always appreciated people like the ones I met in those summers. They were 100% genuine.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Less is more

Maybe the world is moving faster than ever, maybe people just have shorter attention spans, or maybe something that takes too long gives the audience the time to daydream about what they'd rather be doing.

Whether it's a presentation, movie, wedding toast, commencement speech, blog entry, news article, or a meeting, less is usually more. I don't understand why people feel that a certain time period or length is necessary for anything. Remember when a book report or term paper had to be x number of words or pages? Unless the express purpose is to have fun, I think there should be an effort to abbreviate whenever possible.

Some industries and people and industries get it, others don't. Some examples and exceptions:
Music - most of the Beatles songs were shorter than three minutes. The long ones were usually the worst on the album (see Sgt. Pepper and Abbey Road).
Newspapers - USA Today usually has the highest circulation. Most stories are short.
Sports - Fans can tolerate a long football game but baseball not so much.
Movies - People will still sit through a long movie if it's great. If it's not then 90 minutes is a good length.
Photography - How to get viewers to focus and pay attention to your photo.

At the risk of going on too long I better stop now!

Monday, February 8, 2010

Super Bowl commercials past and present

As I sat through an above-average Super Bowl yesterday I slowly realized one of the reasons I hardly ever watch TV: commercials. Super Bowl commercials cost $3 million per 30 second spot so they have to get their brand into your consciousness as quickly and effectively as possible.

Again I had to watch Madison Avenue attack it's favorite target: white men. Apparently one ad agency was sharing the idea with multiple clients that showing flaccid white men in their whitey tighties was good stuff. We had Career Builder, Bud Light, and Dockers. Also there was the spineless shopper and the men that control nothing in their life besides driving a macho car. To their credit I pretty well remember the brands now.

My theory is that someone with some clout at the ad agencies got tired of all those Old Milwaukee commercials (it doesn't get any better than this) or the Miller Lite ads (tastes great, less filling)and wanted to take over not only beer advertising but all advertising. The final straw of course was the Swedish Bikini team ad. Here's a look at one of many Old Milwaukee beer commercials. Is it that bad?

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Beer - Can't we all just get along?


For my own benefit I've never really liked mayonnaise, the Detroit Lions, or the taste of beer. However, I've always have had an admiration of the people that drink cans of Miller High Life, Milwaukee's Best, Pabst, Old Style, or any other low quality beer a la Homer Simpson and his beloved Duff beer. They seem to be purists and don't worry about what people think of their beer of choice. They just enjoy it in it's most basic form.

Until the last couple of years, microbrew fans have always struck me as snobbish and smug like the people that know what kind of wine tastes better with a certain type of food. I have no idea! For me life is too short to keep track of all these different kinds of beers and wines. I just want to get an occasional healthy glow and avoid a hangover.

A couple of events in the last year or so have changed my opinion on microbrews. One was at an barbecue on a beautiful fall day when the hosts served homemade beer. Delicious and strong! Then last night I drank a pair of $6.50 micro beers with some friends and actually enjoyed the taste. Well, I realized, gol' dammit, microbrews are much better than regular beer and I just have to concede that those pompous microbrewers have better taste than Joe Six-Pack. Hopefully someday the two different worlds will come together so I can enjoy a tasty microbrew with beer-drinking people that wouldn't even consider it.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Super Bowl memories


Super Bowl Sunday is somewhere on my top 20 list of great things about America. It's a virtual holiday that brings people together to watch the nation's favorite sport and all those wacky million dollar commercials. Tomorrow the favored Colts and the underdog Saints will duke it out in the 44th edition. It should be an exciting game.

I have many great memories of this game. I can remember at least one thing about the last 30 games. My first memory was Super Bowl XIV (14) when the Steelers beat the Rams. I remember my dad and all the other men watching the game being pumped to see the Steelers' defense. And of course the classic Bradshaw to Stallworth pass that put the Steelers up for good in the 4th quarter.

Some interesting facts about that game and tomorrow's game:

Halftime show - 1980 Up With People presented "A Salute to the Big Band Era"
2010 The Who (so old they were already almost retired 30 years ago)
National anthem - 1980 Cheryl Ladd (my older brothers had a Cheryl Ladd bikini poster next to a Loni Anderson poster and I spent a lot of time looking at them both. Couldn't do it at home now...I guess my parents were more laid back than my wife).2010 - Carrie Underwood
30 second commercial - 1980 $222k 2010 $3 million.

Friday, February 5, 2010

Office Space - clean or clutter?


There seem to be three types office and cubicle dwellers in the workplace; 1)clean and organized, 2)unabashedly messy, 3)those that vacillate between 1 and 2.

This week I had two people comment on my work area. The first was a first-time visitor that complimented me for my messy area. He said there were too many clean people and that it was good to see someone like him. The second was my next-door neighbor who visits just about every day. She said I need to clean up my act.

This is a topic that occasionally causes me some angst. But who's really to say which is right? Does it really matter? Isn't practically everything on the computer anyway so is filing and organizing that important? A double whammy that people like me encounter is the constant bombardment of people dropping stuff in my space and all the mostly useless handouts received at meetings.

I'm going to continue as a vacillator for the time being but I think as I get older and care less and less what others think I may just become and unrepentant slob!

Thursday, February 4, 2010

the beauty of a nap


A good nap is one of the most underrated and under-utilized gifts a person can give to themself. According to Wikipedia (so it must be true):

Napping has been found to be beneficial. Napping for 20 minutes can help refresh the mind, improve overall alertness, boost mood and increase productivity. Napping may benefit the heart. In a six-year study of Greek adults, researchers found that men who took naps at least three times a week had a 37 percent lower risk of heart-related death.

The Greeks have been around long enough that I'll take their word for it.

Today I took a 30 minute nap after dinner and I feel so much better. Typically I'll only take a nap on vacation or a weekend but sometimes you just have to do it where ever and whenever. Another testimonial: my 71 year old father-in-law takes one like clockwork after lunch every day and he seems happy and healthy. A fringe benefit is that by the time he wakes up everything has been cleaned up.

When was the last time you took a nap? I hope this motivated you to go lay down and fall asleep.