An open letter to fellow Subway customers.
I detest waiting in line behind you. Here's are some rules you need to know to please me, so that I will tolerate waiting behind you. You in turn will appreciate this from others.
1) Know what you want to order. Bread, type of sandwich, cheese, "warmed up", fixings. Don't wait for the sandwich artist to ask you these five questions. Just tell them. If it's your first time or you're not a regular, step off to the side until you make a decision.
2) Be present. Don't talk on the phone or to your friend while the sandwich artist waits for you, which means I'm waiting for you.
3) By all means do not order subs for multiple people. This slows everything down to a halt because you don't really know what they want, and it becomes labor intensive. Subway is not adept at handling this. Bring those people and everyone can order for themselves. Then eat together. That's more social than everyone eating at their cube.
4) Know if you want the chips and drink before the cashier asks you. Don't count out pennies, nickels, and dimes to make exact change. Carrying change to avoid getting change is really a waste of your time and mine. Put your change in a jar and save it.
Thursday, October 11, 2012
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Going to the message boards
The reason the posts on this blog have slowed down of late is because I started a second blog in early September called Chiefs Outsider (chiefsoutsider.blogspot.com).
When I started chancesareexcellent I hoped to get people to respond to what I write. I have nearly a 1000 pageviews now and have received one comment. A friend suggested to me that I'm not controversial enough. I could write half-cocked posts about politics or the Kardashians but then I'd be joining the web culture that I dislike. I do appreciate that real people are reading this or that some search engine algorithm is finding me. I try to be civil and at least mildly interesting while I work on my writing skills.
You'll have to visit the Chiefs Outsider to get a feel for what it's about. My indirect goal for that blog is to find something people are passionate about and show an outsider's perpective on that passion. I couldn't think of a better place to do it than football in America. Diehard football fans are an interesting group of people. They call radio shows, wear jerseys, speak in the 1st person plural ("we") when referring to their team, and their mood is sometimes determined by the fates of the team. I'm a diehard University of Michigan football fan but 12 years ago I realized it's as much of an affliction as anything else. Michigan lost a game to Purdue and I nearly slipped into a depression when they inevitably lost the game due to Lloyd Carr "play not to lose" tactics. I was really down about it but it later became an epiphany. I still get crazy sometimes when they win or lose a close game, but now I'm aware of what I'm doing and temper the highs and lows.
I've watched all five Chiefs games this year and feel I'm knowledgeable enough to go to the message boards. I know more about the Chiefs than most people outside KC. I know it's rough out on the boards because I used to post on them occasionally when I was a mediocre stockpicker.
I'll keep posting on this subject as long as it's something I think is interesting to you the reader. Maybe it will even stir up a comment.
When I started chancesareexcellent I hoped to get people to respond to what I write. I have nearly a 1000 pageviews now and have received one comment. A friend suggested to me that I'm not controversial enough. I could write half-cocked posts about politics or the Kardashians but then I'd be joining the web culture that I dislike. I do appreciate that real people are reading this or that some search engine algorithm is finding me. I try to be civil and at least mildly interesting while I work on my writing skills.
You'll have to visit the Chiefs Outsider to get a feel for what it's about. My indirect goal for that blog is to find something people are passionate about and show an outsider's perpective on that passion. I couldn't think of a better place to do it than football in America. Diehard football fans are an interesting group of people. They call radio shows, wear jerseys, speak in the 1st person plural ("we") when referring to their team, and their mood is sometimes determined by the fates of the team. I'm a diehard University of Michigan football fan but 12 years ago I realized it's as much of an affliction as anything else. Michigan lost a game to Purdue and I nearly slipped into a depression when they inevitably lost the game due to Lloyd Carr "play not to lose" tactics. I was really down about it but it later became an epiphany. I still get crazy sometimes when they win or lose a close game, but now I'm aware of what I'm doing and temper the highs and lows.
I've watched all five Chiefs games this year and feel I'm knowledgeable enough to go to the message boards. I know more about the Chiefs than most people outside KC. I know it's rough out on the boards because I used to post on them occasionally when I was a mediocre stockpicker.
I'll keep posting on this subject as long as it's something I think is interesting to you the reader. Maybe it will even stir up a comment.
Thursday, October 4, 2012
Maine vacation, day two, part two - Portland Lobster Company
Commercial Street is where I'd recommend a first-time visitor to start in Portland. Here you will find most of what you'll want to do. We started by securing our tickets for a cruise of the harbor, and then made our way to lunch at the Portland Lobster Company. A few locals told us to visit, and we were glad they did. This is sort of the standard lobster place: near the water, overpriced, but leaving you wanting more. We ordered a lobster roll, clam chowder, and clam strips. The lobster roll was nearly $16, but I could easily justify it because if you go to Maine you must eat lobster. It may sound trite to those that have never been to Maine, but once there you will accept it. This was the first of many lobster meals for us.
The Portland Lobster Company extends out into the harbor and is adjacent to where the tour boats dock.
Some of it is covered by umbrellas and the rest is a large eating area. The next Maine post will be about the cruise, which was more enjoyable from eating such a satisfying meal.
The Portland Lobster Company extends out into the harbor and is adjacent to where the tour boats dock.
Some of it is covered by umbrellas and the rest is a large eating area. The next Maine post will be about the cruise, which was more enjoyable from eating such a satisfying meal.
Monday, October 1, 2012
Maine vacation, day two, part one - Portland Observatory
When I saw the Portland Observatory for the first time I assumed it was a lighthouse. It looks like a lighthouse, and I didn't see any space for a telescope. It's not a lighthouse, and it's not an observatory in the sense that it observes the skies above. Sitting on the top of Munjoy Hill in downtown Portland, it is the last surviving maritime signal tower in the US. I'll explain what that means in a minute.
We came upon the Observatory by fate, and I'm glad we did. Our original plan was to be downtown to ride on a lobster boat but since we had an hour to kill we thought we'd first see the Observatory, then drive downtown, park, and buy the tickets for the tour with time to spare. Of course this was totally unrealistic, but it made sense at the time. We bought our tickets for the Observatory tour, then waited, and waited some more. They only take smaller groups as space is limited, and try to space them out to avoid congestion.
We arrived at midpoint of one of these groups that form, and then had to wait for the preceding group to move up further and a couple of more tourists to take the tour with us. Then the cashier went to grab lunch so the volunteer guide was stuck watching the till. As the minutes passed I realized our plans to go on the lobster boat were slipping away. I really struggle with moments like this due to my chronic, monumental impatience. I tried to tell myself that it was a beautiful day and that there would more tours to catch, and to just enjoy the one I was about to take.
Finally our group embarked and winded our way up the four or five flights of stairs, with a short break on each floor for some information about how and why it was built along with all the history. It was built in 1807 as a way to communicate between the incoming ship on the Atlantic Ocean and the boat owners on the harbor. When the watchman could see the incoming flags we would hoist the same flag so the down on the harbor they knew their ship was coming and make preparations.
The highlight was reaching the top floor, feeling the cool breeze, and seeing Portland and the surrounding waters from all sides. I also took advantage of the view to see where we'd be trying to catch the elusive lobster boat tour. This was when I realized that Portland is more of a town than a city. There are only 66,000 residents, and most of the city proper would be considered downtown. In retrospect I believe it's the best place to start your Portland trip. Later in our other tours of Portland the Observatory was always mentioned, and I listened closely to make sure they had their facts correct, because I had the patience to make it through the tour and learned some lessons in the process.
We came upon the Observatory by fate, and I'm glad we did. Our original plan was to be downtown to ride on a lobster boat but since we had an hour to kill we thought we'd first see the Observatory, then drive downtown, park, and buy the tickets for the tour with time to spare. Of course this was totally unrealistic, but it made sense at the time. We bought our tickets for the Observatory tour, then waited, and waited some more. They only take smaller groups as space is limited, and try to space them out to avoid congestion.
We arrived at midpoint of one of these groups that form, and then had to wait for the preceding group to move up further and a couple of more tourists to take the tour with us. Then the cashier went to grab lunch so the volunteer guide was stuck watching the till. As the minutes passed I realized our plans to go on the lobster boat were slipping away. I really struggle with moments like this due to my chronic, monumental impatience. I tried to tell myself that it was a beautiful day and that there would more tours to catch, and to just enjoy the one I was about to take.
Finally our group embarked and winded our way up the four or five flights of stairs, with a short break on each floor for some information about how and why it was built along with all the history. It was built in 1807 as a way to communicate between the incoming ship on the Atlantic Ocean and the boat owners on the harbor. When the watchman could see the incoming flags we would hoist the same flag so the down on the harbor they knew their ship was coming and make preparations.
The highlight was reaching the top floor, feeling the cool breeze, and seeing Portland and the surrounding waters from all sides. I also took advantage of the view to see where we'd be trying to catch the elusive lobster boat tour. This was when I realized that Portland is more of a town than a city. There are only 66,000 residents, and most of the city proper would be considered downtown. In retrospect I believe it's the best place to start your Portland trip. Later in our other tours of Portland the Observatory was always mentioned, and I listened closely to make sure they had their facts correct, because I had the patience to make it through the tour and learned some lessons in the process.
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Weight Watchers day 10 - willpower
The decision to exercise willpower is a moment of truth for any dieter or recovering addict. I had one of those moments today. Earlier in the day I only spent points on breakfast cereal and lunch at Subway. I took my two boys out to Pizza Hut as one of the only things they'll ever agree on is pizza. I ordered cheesy breadsticks and the cheese lovers pizza for them and the chicken ceasar salad with dressing on the side for me.
When the boys food arrived I could nearly taste the pizza and feel how satisfying it would be to scarf down a couple of slices and some breadsticks. In this instance Weight Watchers gave me most of the willpower I needed. If I'd been just "watching my weight" or "trying to cut back on carbs" I'm fairly certain I would have had a minimum of two slices and a breadstick. I could have found a dozen ways to justify it. I patiently waited for my order. The chicken was grilled, I dipped into just a little dressing, and avoided most of the croutons. I figure it was about 6 to 8 points.
With Weight Watchers at this point I want results more than justifying why I ate a certain food at a certain moment. I know many that do the program say it's important not to deny yourself constantly and allow for occasional indulgences as long as your points allow. I'm sure I will at some point. One technique that some people can use to control anger is to ask themselves if the situation will still make them angry in an hour, a day, or a week. The answer is usually no. I tried to tell myself that with the pizza too. If I don't have it, will I still want it in an hour or later in the night. Tonight the answer was no, and I felt good about it later.
When the boys food arrived I could nearly taste the pizza and feel how satisfying it would be to scarf down a couple of slices and some breadsticks. In this instance Weight Watchers gave me most of the willpower I needed. If I'd been just "watching my weight" or "trying to cut back on carbs" I'm fairly certain I would have had a minimum of two slices and a breadstick. I could have found a dozen ways to justify it. I patiently waited for my order. The chicken was grilled, I dipped into just a little dressing, and avoided most of the croutons. I figure it was about 6 to 8 points.
With Weight Watchers at this point I want results more than justifying why I ate a certain food at a certain moment. I know many that do the program say it's important not to deny yourself constantly and allow for occasional indulgences as long as your points allow. I'm sure I will at some point. One technique that some people can use to control anger is to ask themselves if the situation will still make them angry in an hour, a day, or a week. The answer is usually no. I tried to tell myself that with the pizza too. If I don't have it, will I still want it in an hour or later in the night. Tonight the answer was no, and I felt good about it later.
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Weight Watchers day 9 - spice of life
Modern day Americans seek variety in many areas of life. There is a strong supply of products and services that cater to large and small audiences. It's common for people to have a varied tastes in literature, music, hobbies, and much more. Food is no exception. The American diet is such a mix of different foods that you could go weeks without repeating the same meal if you desired.
Pre-WW I would eat so many different dishes that repeating so many of the same foods for the last eight days has started to irk me. I made it to lunch and went to Blimpie's instead of Subway. Not much of a difference there but it was five more points. My wife made a reportedly delicous cheddar broccoli soup but I decided to forgo the 23 points for a medium Mexican dinner. I went to La Granjero, a small Mexican dive on the West side of Grand Rapids, for a meat and guacamole taco, rice, and beans. Since I hadn't eaten in over 6 hours I was satisfied but not overly full. I felt good about the day since I was able to eat some tasty foods and stayed on budget. Subway and salad can wait until tomorrow.
Pre-WW I would eat so many different dishes that repeating so many of the same foods for the last eight days has started to irk me. I made it to lunch and went to Blimpie's instead of Subway. Not much of a difference there but it was five more points. My wife made a reportedly delicous cheddar broccoli soup but I decided to forgo the 23 points for a medium Mexican dinner. I went to La Granjero, a small Mexican dive on the West side of Grand Rapids, for a meat and guacamole taco, rice, and beans. Since I hadn't eaten in over 6 hours I was satisfied but not overly full. I felt good about the day since I was able to eat some tasty foods and stayed on budget. Subway and salad can wait until tomorrow.
Monday, September 24, 2012
Weight Watchers Day 8 - first weigh in
After a few easy days I was frustrated to have a difficult day. Everything started well as I weighed in 5 lbs. lighter than my original weight. My points allowance went from 49 to 46. I went to Moe's again for lunch and that took up half my points for the day. By dinner I was hungry, and later wanted to snack. I went slightly over budget, but my activity points brought me back to even.
My plan is to lose another 5 lbs. this week. Tomorrow I'll lunch at Subway and have a mostly carb free dinner. Today was an aberration.
My plan is to lose another 5 lbs. this week. Tomorrow I'll lunch at Subway and have a mostly carb free dinner. Today was an aberration.
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Maine vacation day one - arrival to Portland
This February my wife and I marked 15 years of marriage. We've talked for years about taking a major vacation. Italy and Greece were what we talked about most. Alas, it was not in the cards for various reasons, namely lack of time and money. We decided to go somewhere new and Maine in August sounded nice.
We arrived to the Portland Jetport about 6pm. As we walked to the baggage claim area I noticed all the late-middle age and elderly New Englanders. They have pale, tough-looking exteriors but you can see a twinkle in the eye and an occasional smile. They tend to dress better than their cohorts in the rest of the US. With the ladies you can see the usual signs of aging but can tell that probably 20 years ago they were beautiful, not to mention 30 or 40 years ago.
With printed Google maps in hand we left and had an 8 minute ride to the Days Inn in South Portland. If only it were that simple. As expected we got into a category 3 argument because we both were disoriented by the lousy maps and did not know whether to go straight, left, or right at the first stop sign. My instinct was left, which ended up being correct. But I let my wife be wrong about the other two directions first. Eventually it was easy to find.
I didn't know then how easy it would be to move around the Greater Portland area. On our way to the Flatbread Company for dinner we managed to argue some more about which exit to get off, then who to ask for help (or not), and whether the water was this way or that (it was both). A nice pedestrian eventually told us how to get to Commercial Street, and life started getting better.
Flatbread Company is right on the harbor. It serves a number of local and regional beers as well as delicious wood-fired flatbread pizzas. It has a noisy indoor section and a calmer outdoor section. I walked away quite satisfied. After poking around a bit looking for activities the next day, we headed back to South Portland, looking forward to returning the next day, and knowing at least how to find out way back peacefully.
We arrived to the Portland Jetport about 6pm. As we walked to the baggage claim area I noticed all the late-middle age and elderly New Englanders. They have pale, tough-looking exteriors but you can see a twinkle in the eye and an occasional smile. They tend to dress better than their cohorts in the rest of the US. With the ladies you can see the usual signs of aging but can tell that probably 20 years ago they were beautiful, not to mention 30 or 40 years ago.
With printed Google maps in hand we left and had an 8 minute ride to the Days Inn in South Portland. If only it were that simple. As expected we got into a category 3 argument because we both were disoriented by the lousy maps and did not know whether to go straight, left, or right at the first stop sign. My instinct was left, which ended up being correct. But I let my wife be wrong about the other two directions first. Eventually it was easy to find.
I didn't know then how easy it would be to move around the Greater Portland area. On our way to the Flatbread Company for dinner we managed to argue some more about which exit to get off, then who to ask for help (or not), and whether the water was this way or that (it was both). A nice pedestrian eventually told us how to get to Commercial Street, and life started getting better.
Flatbread Company is right on the harbor. It serves a number of local and regional beers as well as delicious wood-fired flatbread pizzas. It has a noisy indoor section and a calmer outdoor section. I walked away quite satisfied. After poking around a bit looking for activities the next day, we headed back to South Portland, looking forward to returning the next day, and knowing at least how to find out way back peacefully.
Weight Watchers Day 7
Today my wife told me that my face looked "a lot" skinnier. She did a double take and retracted that statement and said it looked "skinnier". Whether it's a lot or not I consider that progress. A friend I saw about six weeks ago mentioned that I looked different or smaller or something like that. I believe the fat that is most attached to the skin is the first to go. I think I once read that the reason the mid-section carries a lot of excess weight is that is where so many organs are located.
I'm looking forward to a weigh-in tomorrow and trying to manage my hopes. I've had no issues coming in under budget. Tonight I even drank a beer and ate some banana creme pie and still made it.
I'm looking forward to a weigh-in tomorrow and trying to manage my hopes. I've had no issues coming in under budget. Tonight I even drank a beer and ate some banana creme pie and still made it.
Saturday, September 22, 2012
Weight Watchers Day 6
Today I felt a disharmony between my mind and body. Normally they are aligned when to think about and then eat food. If the body hunger perks up first then the mind quickly agrees or vice versa. Or sometimes it happens simultaneously. Today my mind was telling me that I was hungry but my body did not agree or react to the urgings of my mind. It was mid-afternoon. At that point in the day I'd had a banana and cereal for breakfast and Subway (again) for lunch. I felt like I could go hours more with out eating. Eventually we sat down to dinner and had tilapia, shrimp, and some grilled vegetables. Later when watching the UM vs. ND football game I had popcorn and a rum and diet coke. I've been mostly free of cravings.
Tomorrow I'll hope to keep up the positive momentum.
Tomorrow I'll hope to keep up the positive momentum.
Friday, September 21, 2012
Weight Watchers day 5 - Parsley Mediterranean Grille
Another day, hopefully another few ounces away. Feeling confident that I would come in under budget again, I had bacon and sausage with two eggs this morning. I had the Doritos, not Sun Chips or Baked Lays, with my 6 inch Subway sandwich. This put me in a slightly compromised position for dinner, but I was able to cope. My wife and I ate dinnner at Parsley Meditteranean Grille. I ordered the shrimp kebob, house salad, and grilled vegetables. It was served with a pita, which I did eat. The food was tasty enough, but I didn't have that full or overfull feeling that I normally get eating out. I suppose I ate like a "normal", healthy person.
The owner lady walked by and I asked her where the food was from. She said it was Mediterranean, which I'd already surmised from the name of the place. But where in the Mediterranean? She said it was all Lebanese food except for the gyros which are from Greece. She mentioned the gyros almost dismissively, but her business savvy showed in admitting that they are top sellers. I though it made good business sense in how she promoted the fare. A Lebanese restaurant might be viewed as too ethnic for this Midwestern town.
Meditteranean conjures up images of wine, cruise ships on blue waters, Italy, and Greek isles.
I recommend Parsley if you like Lebanese/Greek type food.
The owner lady walked by and I asked her where the food was from. She said it was Mediterranean, which I'd already surmised from the name of the place. But where in the Mediterranean? She said it was all Lebanese food except for the gyros which are from Greece. She mentioned the gyros almost dismissively, but her business savvy showed in admitting that they are top sellers. I though it made good business sense in how she promoted the fare. A Lebanese restaurant might be viewed as too ethnic for this Midwestern town.
Meditteranean conjures up images of wine, cruise ships on blue waters, Italy, and Greek isles.
I recommend Parsley if you like Lebanese/Greek type food.
Weight Watchers day 4 - Beware the Queso
At lunch today I planned to swim but the pool was closed because of contamination. This afforded me the time to try something different than Subway. I decided to go to Moe's for a Joey Jr. burrito. As I was going to pay the cashier I noticed to me the preceding customers had ordered Queso, or so I thought. As she put my order together I noticed a Queso being readied. I asked her what it was and she said "Queso." When I looked at it quizzedly she elaborated, "It's free today and tomorrow." I said I didn't want it. She looked confused for a few seconds because apparently she hadn't had that response yet.
I went on to enjoy my burrito, chips, and drink. Later I looked up the nutritional info Moe's website for a cup of Queso. It's the worst calorie for calorie food I've ever seen for fat and sodium content.
*Percent Daily Values are based on a 2000 calorie diet
I think it's great that Americans have the freedom to eat something like this consequences be damned. But I don't think Moe's should just be ladling it out and giving it away. Or maybe they could just call it what it is, "Bowl of Salty Fatty Cheese", instead of the cute sounding Spanish translation. It really has no redeeming nutritional quality. I think it would be worse than McDonald's giving away a large fries and ice cream to every paying customer. Fortunately I was on Weight Watchers at the moment and didn't accept it as I likely would have eaten it as a complement to my tortilla chips.
I went on to enjoy my burrito, chips, and drink. Later I looked up the nutritional info Moe's website for a cup of Queso. It's the worst calorie for calorie food I've ever seen for fat and sodium content.
Nutritional Info
info
Add Ons & Extras
Amount Per Serving
Calories 460 Calories From Fat 350
Calories 460 Calories From Fat 350
% Daily Value*
Total Fat
39g
60%
Saturated Fat
23g
115%
Trans Fatty Acids
0g
Monounsaturated Fat
0g
Polyunsaturated Fat
0g
Cholesterol
115mg
38%
Sodium
1760mg
73%
Total Carbohydrate
15g
5%
Dietary Fiber
0g
0%
Sugars
2g
Proteins
18g
Vitamin A
0%
Vitamin C
0%
Calcium
0%
Iron
0%
I think it's great that Americans have the freedom to eat something like this consequences be damned. But I don't think Moe's should just be ladling it out and giving it away. Or maybe they could just call it what it is, "Bowl of Salty Fatty Cheese", instead of the cute sounding Spanish translation. It really has no redeeming nutritional quality. I think it would be worse than McDonald's giving away a large fries and ice cream to every paying customer. Fortunately I was on Weight Watchers at the moment and didn't accept it as I likely would have eaten it as a complement to my tortilla chips.
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Weight Watchers day 3
Although I made it through the day comfortably under budget on points, there were some warning signs that I must overcome tomorrow and beyond. First was the peanut butter craving I had in the morning. I used to often have peanut butter on toast as a mid-morning snack. I would justify it as a healthy alternative to a big M&M cookie. The other warning sign is that I'm already tired of eating carrots, green beans, cantaloupe, and especially salad. I've also had Subway for lunch three straight days. I can't possibly eat it again tomorrow.
Tomorrow I need to mix it up a bit and try some different foods. Old habits die hard!
Tomorrow I need to mix it up a bit and try some different foods. Old habits die hard!
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Weight Watchers Day 2
Based on my current size Weight Watchers has been kind enough allot me 49 points per day, and an additional 49 that I can draw from over the course of the week. It almost seems too easy at this point. I can eat breakfast of cereal with milk, have all the fruits and veggies I want during the day at no cost, go to Subway for lunch, have dinner, and then another bowl of cereal at night. Throw in a little exercise and I've been under budget two days in row.
Like fasting I know that it's easy to get through the early stages. At some point my mind and/or body is going to revolt against these behavior changes and urge me to return to my previous ways. That what will determine my success more so than how I do in the first day or two. I think these are the easiest of all.
Like fasting I know that it's easy to get through the early stages. At some point my mind and/or body is going to revolt against these behavior changes and urge me to return to my previous ways. That what will determine my success more so than how I do in the first day or two. I think these are the easiest of all.
Monday, September 17, 2012
Weight Watchers Day 1
I'm 5 foot 11 and weigh 230 lbs. According to the BMI, 179 lbs is the high part of the normal range for a 5'11" male. When I was in college I weighed between 175 and 185 lbs. I've added pounds steadily since I was 24 years old.
I could go on about the sedentary lifestyle, the food industry, advertising, and the like but I won't. I am going to focus on sticking to this program until I get the results I need. On this first day I followed it and stayed within the parameters. I hope you'll read along as I go and do the same if you need to. I could write a book about why I need to do this. I did WW many years and 20 lbs. ago and it worked well. I'm expecting the same from WW this time and more from myself to see this through.
I could go on about the sedentary lifestyle, the food industry, advertising, and the like but I won't. I am going to focus on sticking to this program until I get the results I need. On this first day I followed it and stayed within the parameters. I hope you'll read along as I go and do the same if you need to. I could write a book about why I need to do this. I did WW many years and 20 lbs. ago and it worked well. I'm expecting the same from WW this time and more from myself to see this through.
Popayan day five - day at museums
Stiff beds make unwelcome travel companions. By this point in the trip I felt there was nothing left to do, and the Hotel La Plazuela was starting to feel less charming by the day. Not only did the bed feel stiffer than ever, but the early sunrise and stream of traffic noises coming into my second-floor room were affecting my sleep. I was ready to move on to Bogota, but financially needed to stay in Popayan. I decided to make the most of the day.
I first went to the Guillermo Leon Valencia museum where I learned about the man who was President from 1962-1966. A short walk brought me to the Museo Negret. Edgar Negret is 92 year old sculptor well known in Colombian art circles. I was told the museum was closed. I tried my powers of persuasion because I had nothing else to do and after a couple of minutes was handed an invitation and told to return at 7pm in better clothes. Next was the Museum of Natural History. There I saw a place that had kept a taxidermist busy for some time. There were all sorts of collections of animals and rocks. Colombia counts the second highest number of species in the world after Brazil. I concluded the day at the Catholic Archdiocese Museum, where more than anything I felt what it was like to see the same art that people saw 200 years ago. They were the only place that had an admission charge, but waived it since the guide never showed up and I was forced to walk it alone.
At night I put on a shirt and tie and went to the Museo Negret. There was a recognition that night that the museum was one site of 12 that was part of a national focus on the arts. I chatted brifely with a couple of people but was mostly ignored. This musuem was interesting for about 10 minutes. The crowd was the same sort of artsy crowd you could find in any city of the world. I left after the presentation and went for some good eats before trying to turn in early and get ready for my early flight to Bogota.
At this point in the trip I felt that a trip to Popayan proper was really only worth one or two days. In hindsight I would have shortened my trip by a day or spent another day in the capital.
I first went to the Guillermo Leon Valencia museum where I learned about the man who was President from 1962-1966. A short walk brought me to the Museo Negret. Edgar Negret is 92 year old sculptor well known in Colombian art circles. I was told the museum was closed. I tried my powers of persuasion because I had nothing else to do and after a couple of minutes was handed an invitation and told to return at 7pm in better clothes. Next was the Museum of Natural History. There I saw a place that had kept a taxidermist busy for some time. There were all sorts of collections of animals and rocks. Colombia counts the second highest number of species in the world after Brazil. I concluded the day at the Catholic Archdiocese Museum, where more than anything I felt what it was like to see the same art that people saw 200 years ago. They were the only place that had an admission charge, but waived it since the guide never showed up and I was forced to walk it alone.
At night I put on a shirt and tie and went to the Museo Negret. There was a recognition that night that the museum was one site of 12 that was part of a national focus on the arts. I chatted brifely with a couple of people but was mostly ignored. This musuem was interesting for about 10 minutes. The crowd was the same sort of artsy crowd you could find in any city of the world. I left after the presentation and went for some good eats before trying to turn in early and get ready for my early flight to Bogota.
At this point in the trip I felt that a trip to Popayan proper was really only worth one or two days. In hindsight I would have shortened my trip by a day or spent another day in the capital.
Thursday, September 13, 2012
The bliss of bike riding
For many people in our sedentary, car-obsessed society, seeing the city from anywhere but behind a windshield is a foreign concept. It's a moderate exercise which can be sustained for longer periods without the boredom or being too easy or the fatigue of being too difficult. And the things you can see!
I was careless with a bike when I was about 13 and it was taken or stolen depending on your opinion. I left it unlocked behind some bushes at a shopping mall. Since then my relationship with them has been complicated because I don't want to spend money on them to somehow make up for my error. This summer I was fortunate to receive a good bicycle for free and the more rides I've taken, the more it has grown on me.
I would classify myself as a recreational bike rider. I wear no helmet and my bike is built more for comfort than speed. I often see speedy cyclists zooming around in the spandex and colorful shirts, with helmet and a serious focus. I think they miss a lot. I prefer to cruise down hills to feel the wind in my face and take detours into places I haven't seen. I can bike through neighborhoods I wouldn't want to walk through. I can look at historic houses for 15 seconds instead of the three or four you'd have in a car. I see people walking and talking, hear dogs barking, cross over the river and back, and get sprayed by sprinklers. I take the sidewalk until I can get in the street and then retreat back when necessary. It's like being a kid again, before I was old enough to drive.
I was careless with a bike when I was about 13 and it was taken or stolen depending on your opinion. I left it unlocked behind some bushes at a shopping mall. Since then my relationship with them has been complicated because I don't want to spend money on them to somehow make up for my error. This summer I was fortunate to receive a good bicycle for free and the more rides I've taken, the more it has grown on me.
I would classify myself as a recreational bike rider. I wear no helmet and my bike is built more for comfort than speed. I often see speedy cyclists zooming around in the spandex and colorful shirts, with helmet and a serious focus. I think they miss a lot. I prefer to cruise down hills to feel the wind in my face and take detours into places I haven't seen. I can bike through neighborhoods I wouldn't want to walk through. I can look at historic houses for 15 seconds instead of the three or four you'd have in a car. I see people walking and talking, hear dogs barking, cross over the river and back, and get sprayed by sprinklers. I take the sidewalk until I can get in the street and then retreat back when necessary. It's like being a kid again, before I was old enough to drive.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Popayan, day four part two Coconuco
At this point in my trip I was settled, relaxed, and ready for more. Having first experienced hot springs in Mexico last December, I was eager to try them in Colombia. Jose and Elsa had mentioned this as a possibility before so we decided to take the trip from Silvia back through Popayan to Coconuco. There are two types of hot springs locations there, one is Aguas Herviendo which is 'boiling water' and the other is Agua Tibia, where we decided to go. Jose and I enjoyed the two springs there. One was about 5.5 deep and lukewarm. It was transparent so that you could go underwater, see across to the other end, and not feel salt or chlorine. The other spring was a brownish tinged water, warmer and shallower. Both were enjoyable in their own way.
Coconuco is 2850 meters above sea level and near Purace National park. Located in the central Andean range, it's a small town the relies heavily on the tourism to the two hot springs. The views from the springs are as nice as the water.
I find with hot springs that the benefits are temporary. It feels so relaxing to be in this special water but I've found that the buzz wears off within hours. Nevertheless any day that I could be relaxing in a hot spring would be better than most. I highly recommend Aguatibia and will definitely go back if I ever return.
Coconuco is 2850 meters above sea level and near Purace National park. Located in the central Andean range, it's a small town the relies heavily on the tourism to the two hot springs. The views from the springs are as nice as the water.
I find with hot springs that the benefits are temporary. It feels so relaxing to be in this special water but I've found that the buzz wears off within hours. Nevertheless any day that I could be relaxing in a hot spring would be better than most. I highly recommend Aguatibia and will definitely go back if I ever return.
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Another soccer practice, lessons learned
This season I've started applying some tactics that I think will make me a happier and improved soccer coach of 14 7 to 9-years-old children. First of all, take all of the help you can get. If any of the parents are willing to help, welcome it. Even if it's really a grandpa and another guy with B.O., take it. This allows me to apply the divide and conquer tactic and get the kids more repetitions in smaller groups. Second I'm sweating some of the details that I'd normally gloss over. I am insisting that the players learn right from left. If we're stretching to one side, they have to get it right. I taught them the trick of holding up their left hand to form an L with the thumb and index finger. They also need to know where to line up. Finally, I am doing regular huddles where we do a 'ready, break'. I use that occasion to give them their next set of instructions before the break. It seems to be working. One of the knuckleheads was better today. I have a few more to work on.
Our first game is Saturday morning. I am expecting the kids to be engaged in the game and to go after the ball. There is some individual talent on the team. I really think kids of this age respond well to physical activity and some structure. I find that most of the people, including myself , that lament the days of children playing outdoors until the street lights came on are not investing the time and effort to create a habit or show them it's better to be outdoors playing sports or goofing off than settling for indoor electronic activities. This is another example of when I need to take the medicine even though it doesn't always taste good.
Our first game is Saturday morning. I am expecting the kids to be engaged in the game and to go after the ball. There is some individual talent on the team. I really think kids of this age respond well to physical activity and some structure. I find that most of the people, including myself , that lament the days of children playing outdoors until the street lights came on are not investing the time and effort to create a habit or show them it's better to be outdoors playing sports or goofing off than settling for indoor electronic activities. This is another example of when I need to take the medicine even though it doesn't always taste good.
Monday, September 10, 2012
Happy Birthday on Facebook, or not
Most of us are a minority but often not in a racial, religious, or some other identifiable way. I'm referring to things more subtle and less important. It could be that you like anchovies or have a ham radio. I am a Facebook user that does not have a date of birth on his profile. I've grown indifferent to my own birthday and more so of others. Every March approximately five of my nearly 300 Facebook friends wish me a Happy Birthday instead of the few dozen wishes I could receive. I know this from the steady stream of birthday requests I see on my profile. Most of my Facebook friends are not people in my social circle. I'm always surprised by how many people want to wish me Happy Birthday and nothing else.
Al McGuire once commented that people should buy their friends a beer while they're alive. He felt showing up at the funeral was too little, too late. It was a good quote that I don't have handy at this moment. I feel the same way about Facebook birthday wishes. Real friends deserve an occasional call or email, an unprompted 'how are you doing?" one or more of the other 364 days of the year. If you do that and still want to wish your friend a happy birthday all the better. To practice what I preach I'm going to reach out to some friends via email or phone call. This might lead to something more memorable than the ephemeral "HBD!"
Al McGuire once commented that people should buy their friends a beer while they're alive. He felt showing up at the funeral was too little, too late. It was a good quote that I don't have handy at this moment. I feel the same way about Facebook birthday wishes. Real friends deserve an occasional call or email, an unprompted 'how are you doing?" one or more of the other 364 days of the year. If you do that and still want to wish your friend a happy birthday all the better. To practice what I preach I'm going to reach out to some friends via email or phone call. This might lead to something more memorable than the ephemeral "HBD!"
Sunday, September 9, 2012
Popayán day four, part one Silvia
My wonderful hosts Jose and Elsa were lifelong residents of this area but oddly had not been to many of its places, or if they had it been limited and long ago. Today was going to be even better than the trip around Purace because I was with friends that were good conversationalists. Also, they have a nice car and most of the roads we were going to drive on were paved.
About an hour's drive from Popayan is a city of 35,000 called Silvia. When I remarked that on the roads my hosts told me that the famous drug kingpin Pablo Escobar had invested in the area because he and henchman liked to visit the more temperate Silvia on the weekends. Their city of Cali can be very hot and is only about an 90 minutes away. In the years that had passed their houses became unidentifiable but the roads that Escbar funded remain a legacy.
Silvia also has an indigenous influence. One of the better-known groups in the area are called the Guambianos. When we arrived to Silvia there was a parade that was about to start. We watched the parade, then climbed up to see a small church, and then visited the city square. The parade seemed to be part celebration of themselves and part protest and the Colombian government. Guambianos wear traditional vestments of black and blue. They do not seem to be approachable, and are used to being looked at by foreign tourists and Colombians alike.
Here's a look at the city from the hilltop church.
One way to get a picture with a Guambiano is to sit next to one in a nonchalant way.
In this one we pressed our luck. We sat by a group of young girls. A couple got cold feet
during the process while the rest stayed and had a laugh with us.
I remember the car ride and tour of Silvia as the part of the trip as when I started realizing the benefits
of being on vacation. Occasionally I read about how Americans have less vacation than Europeans or our puritanical streak causes us to forgo vacation or work while we're taking them. I've improved at taking them over recent years. The world is not going to end because I'm not at my desk. It's best just to leave my impatience and other flaws back home and enjoy the ride.
About an hour's drive from Popayan is a city of 35,000 called Silvia. When I remarked that on the roads my hosts told me that the famous drug kingpin Pablo Escobar had invested in the area because he and henchman liked to visit the more temperate Silvia on the weekends. Their city of Cali can be very hot and is only about an 90 minutes away. In the years that had passed their houses became unidentifiable but the roads that Escbar funded remain a legacy.
Silvia also has an indigenous influence. One of the better-known groups in the area are called the Guambianos. When we arrived to Silvia there was a parade that was about to start. We watched the parade, then climbed up to see a small church, and then visited the city square. The parade seemed to be part celebration of themselves and part protest and the Colombian government. Guambianos wear traditional vestments of black and blue. They do not seem to be approachable, and are used to being looked at by foreign tourists and Colombians alike.
Here's a look at the city from the hilltop church.
during the process while the rest stayed and had a laugh with us.
I remember the car ride and tour of Silvia as the part of the trip as when I started realizing the benefits
of being on vacation. Occasionally I read about how Americans have less vacation than Europeans or our puritanical streak causes us to forgo vacation or work while we're taking them. I've improved at taking them over recent years. The world is not going to end because I'm not at my desk. It's best just to leave my impatience and other flaws back home and enjoy the ride.
Saturday, September 8, 2012
Ten 80s videos I like - #1 UHF
I struggled to decide on a tenth video and looked at several options. If I put in a typical 80s video it would lessen the value of the other nine. I finally decided the appropriate way to finish this list of 10 was to include a
Weird Al video. Fortunately there is a video from 1989 where Al makes a parody of music videos. It's a song and a movie, UHF. I've never seen the movie. I plan to watch it someday when I break a leg or get mononucleosis. Until that day I can watch four minutes of it.
Friday, September 7, 2012
Popayan, day three, part three, frailejones and Termales San Juan
In riding through Purace I started to to notice more the hundreds of thousand if not millions of frailejones throughout the paramo. The flower slightly resembles a sunflower but that is where the similarities end. The flower is mounted on a tall, thick, dead looking stalk. There are different varieties but this web picture shows the one I saw the most.
Eventually we reached a trailhead that lead to Termales San Juan. The trail was paved my some stones which finally made the walking easier. There was so much vegetation and such to observe along the way but by this point I was overloaded and focused more on walking to another unique site.
Termales San Juan contains sulpur pools that are a byproduct of a ring of nearby volcanoes. Upon arriving you get a double dose of sight and smell. Some of it looks apocalyptic and most of it smells like sulphur. That's not to say it's repulsive, only strange. The three of us came upon a large family from Cali and chatted and took pictures. Talking with the young, energetic children who were fascinated with my iPhone re-energized me.
People actually used to wade into the bubbling pools but now that is prohibited for conservation's sake. Here are two of my pictures.
As we took the mile or so walk back to the trailhead I realized I was about done. We still had some more rough driving to do, I had to pay my entrance to the park, and then the long winding ride back to Popayan.
I'd slipped a few times and was muddy, wet, and tired. A warm shower and a nap in my stiff bed were starting to sound better than trudging around in this spectacular park that I'd somehow gotten used to in 6 short hours. It was time to return to La Plazuela.
Eventually we reached a trailhead that lead to Termales San Juan. The trail was paved my some stones which finally made the walking easier. There was so much vegetation and such to observe along the way but by this point I was overloaded and focused more on walking to another unique site.
Termales San Juan contains sulpur pools that are a byproduct of a ring of nearby volcanoes. Upon arriving you get a double dose of sight and smell. Some of it looks apocalyptic and most of it smells like sulphur. That's not to say it's repulsive, only strange. The three of us came upon a large family from Cali and chatted and took pictures. Talking with the young, energetic children who were fascinated with my iPhone re-energized me.
People actually used to wade into the bubbling pools but now that is prohibited for conservation's sake. Here are two of my pictures.
As we took the mile or so walk back to the trailhead I realized I was about done. We still had some more rough driving to do, I had to pay my entrance to the park, and then the long winding ride back to Popayan.
I'd slipped a few times and was muddy, wet, and tired. A warm shower and a nap in my stiff bed were starting to sound better than trudging around in this spectacular park that I'd somehow gotten used to in 6 short hours. It was time to return to La Plazuela.
Thursday, September 6, 2012
Ten 80s videos I like - #2 Free Fallin'
I'm a sucker for southern California and it's perpetual sunshine, sunsets, palm trees by the beach, and the mountains. Initially I was going to include Randy Newman's I Love LA but I decided to include this one from Tom Petty. I think the directing and editing suit this song perfectly and give you a view of the area that makes you want to go there. You have the gritty LA streets at the start and close, the big modern mall, palm trees, the flashbacks to the 60s that morph into 1989, and the skateboarding out by the mountains among other imagery. Some of it seems cheezy and dated but watching and listening to this one is more about getting into of a state of mind.
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
I'm a soccer coach again
Yesterday I found myself doing what I've halfheartedly told myself many times not to do again: coach youth soccer. My youngest son is eight and I'm coaching him along with 13 other 7 to 9 years olds. Since 2001 I've probably coached around 10 different teams. And I don't even like or know very much about soccer!
I suppose they keep taking me because the demand for coaches exceeds supply.
There are some things I've learned over the years. With 14 kids the mix will likely be about one third ballers, meaning kids that can play, one third shy and/or indifferent, and one third knuckleheads that are ballers or indifferent.
When I taught middle school for one year in Puebla, Mexico the principal always urged me to be a dictator, or a Stalin as he would put it.. I think his view could be correct for a career educator. In my first years coaching soccer I was more of an enthusiastic coach who tried to will the kids into good behavior by making the practice so varied and fun that they would not have time to misbehave. As the years have passed I've realized the fallacy of that thinking and now am becoming more serious, gruffer, Stalin-esque. I no longer accept that some kids are just knuckleheads. Some need attention, but it's not always a kind word or pat on the back that works best. I agree with the maxim that children, and some adults, are looking for leadership. It seems in youth soccer what usually works best is a stern but fair coach who occasionally smiles instead of a fun coach who is occassionally stern.
Our next practice is next Tuesday. I'll be sure to get my game face on before then.
I suppose they keep taking me because the demand for coaches exceeds supply.
There are some things I've learned over the years. With 14 kids the mix will likely be about one third ballers, meaning kids that can play, one third shy and/or indifferent, and one third knuckleheads that are ballers or indifferent.
When I taught middle school for one year in Puebla, Mexico the principal always urged me to be a dictator, or a Stalin as he would put it.. I think his view could be correct for a career educator. In my first years coaching soccer I was more of an enthusiastic coach who tried to will the kids into good behavior by making the practice so varied and fun that they would not have time to misbehave. As the years have passed I've realized the fallacy of that thinking and now am becoming more serious, gruffer, Stalin-esque. I no longer accept that some kids are just knuckleheads. Some need attention, but it's not always a kind word or pat on the back that works best. I agree with the maxim that children, and some adults, are looking for leadership. It seems in youth soccer what usually works best is a stern but fair coach who occasionally smiles instead of a fun coach who is occassionally stern.
Our next practice is next Tuesday. I'll be sure to get my game face on before then.
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Popayán day three, part two - healing waters and enchantment
After viewing the Andean condors, we continued to see more of the páramo in the Puracé National Park. The weather changed from sun and wind to clouds and rain. The first stop was the Laguna de San Rafael. Due to my lack of proper footwear we could not approach as close as we could have through the thick, muddy brush between the road and the lagoon. Here's a picture from the web.
My guides told me that indigenous medicine men bring people suffering from ailments to this alpine lagoon because of its special healing powers.
We went back to the jeep and drove a few miles on the rutted-out roads to the Cascada Bedón. Here's a photo I took.
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Thankfully this was a short walk from the road and we could take time to look it over. Waterfalls are always at once puzzling and charming. The logical thoughts of its geological history are overrun by just staring at them and listening to the rushing water. My guide Cristian told me a local legend of a couple that visited the pool of water at the base. The woman looked about and suddenly realized that her man was missing. She returned to her village and enlisted help to find him. A search party returned but he was nowhere to be found. They decided he had become enchanted by the waterfall, sucked into it, and was unable to leave regardless of his desire to or not.
On the ride to our next destination I thought about legends from my ancestral Ireland and how they likely exist in all corners of the world. Joseph Campbell wrote about this subject extensively. I'd like to think I found a place that he'd never heard about but would find of interest.
My guides told me that indigenous medicine men bring people suffering from ailments to this alpine lagoon because of its special healing powers.
We went back to the jeep and drove a few miles on the rutted-out roads to the Cascada Bedón. Here's a photo I took.
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On the ride to our next destination I thought about legends from my ancestral Ireland and how they likely exist in all corners of the world. Joseph Campbell wrote about this subject extensively. I'd like to think I found a place that he'd never heard about but would find of interest.
Monday, September 3, 2012
Ten 80s videos I like - #3 Where the Streets Have No Name
U2 has sold-out countless stadium concerts and generated millions of revenue over the last 15 to 20 years. However, tickets and money aside, the band reached it's peak in 1987 with the album The Joshua Tree, and this video shows them at the height of their powers. I must acknowledge the purists in that the album version is dubbed over and some of the police issues were edited and exaggerated for greater effect. Nevertheless, live music has a special power and you can see the Angelenos enjoying the free concert given by the Irish quartet. It's three videos in one: the band, the police, and the fans in the streets.
Sunday, September 2, 2012
Popayan day three, part one, Andean condors
Most of what the Hotel La Plazuela gives its visitors in colonial charm it takes back in its colonial installations, namely its beds. I felt the 6:30 am wake up would be challenging. Instead it was a gift for two reasons. One, to leave the stiff bed, and more importantly to start this exciting day. Cristian was waiting for me on Calle 5. As we set out on the curvy roads and started to talk I realized conversation would become intermittent as nearly everything I said or asked about was followed with a 'Sí Señor' by my guide.
Our day was to be spent at a high-altitude national park in the Andes called Puracé. Our first stop was to see the Andean Condors. They had once been plentiful in this park but nearly died out due to hunting. Eleven condors were raised in the San Diego Zoo and then released in this area in Puracé a few years ago. Only three are thought to be alive or in the area now. As we climbed up towards 10,000 feet we met up with an indigenous guide named Noel. He was carrying a pungent bucket with a cow liver. The three of us hiked as high as we could go on a ridge and Noel placed the organ on a boulder jutting out into the valley. We then retreated to a vantage point where we could watch the show. I was told to be patient. For awhile nothing happened so I decided to walk around in this ecosystem called páramo, a type of alpine tundra.
As the wind picked up the smell carried and a few bird species lower on the food chain circled about and tried to land on the boulder. Some could and started to peck away and gobble up the liver. This continued off and on for around 40 minutes. Every question or comment about the condors was met with a form of "Be patient". I was at ease with whatever outcome because I was in a special place soaking up as much of the beautiful mountain views as I could. Finally Noel spotted the condors across the valley. Even if they weren't hungry they would still come to the boulder to assert dominance over the other birds. A good while later the three flew over, hovering and sizing up the wind gusts and air currents. Only the male landed and for a few minutes spent time eating about jostling with the other birds. Some flew away with bits and pieces and a little fell off the boulder. Within minute the whole show was over and we were heading down to the path to find the truck.
I was tickled by what I saw. To see animal behavior in such a spectacular setting is something I can't recall having done before. I felt content already that the long trip was already worth it, and whatever happened the rest of the week was a bonus. It set me up nicely for what was to come in Puracé and Popayan.
Our day was to be spent at a high-altitude national park in the Andes called Puracé. Our first stop was to see the Andean Condors. They had once been plentiful in this park but nearly died out due to hunting. Eleven condors were raised in the San Diego Zoo and then released in this area in Puracé a few years ago. Only three are thought to be alive or in the area now. As we climbed up towards 10,000 feet we met up with an indigenous guide named Noel. He was carrying a pungent bucket with a cow liver. The three of us hiked as high as we could go on a ridge and Noel placed the organ on a boulder jutting out into the valley. We then retreated to a vantage point where we could watch the show. I was told to be patient. For awhile nothing happened so I decided to walk around in this ecosystem called páramo, a type of alpine tundra.
As the wind picked up the smell carried and a few bird species lower on the food chain circled about and tried to land on the boulder. Some could and started to peck away and gobble up the liver. This continued off and on for around 40 minutes. Every question or comment about the condors was met with a form of "Be patient". I was at ease with whatever outcome because I was in a special place soaking up as much of the beautiful mountain views as I could. Finally Noel spotted the condors across the valley. Even if they weren't hungry they would still come to the boulder to assert dominance over the other birds. A good while later the three flew over, hovering and sizing up the wind gusts and air currents. Only the male landed and for a few minutes spent time eating about jostling with the other birds. Some flew away with bits and pieces and a little fell off the boulder. Within minute the whole show was over and we were heading down to the path to find the truck.
I was tickled by what I saw. To see animal behavior in such a spectacular setting is something I can't recall having done before. I felt content already that the long trip was already worth it, and whatever happened the rest of the week was a bonus. It set me up nicely for what was to come in Puracé and Popayan.
Saturday, September 1, 2012
2012 Michigan Wolverines - Alabama 41, Michigan 14
During the first quarter of tonight's game some facts became apparent. My beloved Wolverines were not worthy of their #8 preseason ranking. Alabama had much more speed and therefore would win easily. Their unimaginative, Carr-esque game plan was suited for playing against a middling Big 10 or any MAC team.
Rather than dwelling on the negative I propose that UM change the following. On offense they do not have the talent to defeat strong teams with a base offense. They need to revert to two tactics of the Rich Rodriguez offense that worked very well for much but not all of the 2010 season. One is to be able to spread the field occasionally so that Denard Robinson has room to run. Their running will open up the passing game. The other is to play at a hurry up pace to wear out the defense. On defense I don't see the talent to win on talent alone. I think they need to load up more against the run and blitz more often. Their secondary must be able to cover. If the front seven or eight can't stop the run or create pressure then it doesn't matter if their DBs lose some coverage and give up big plays. They will give up yards or touchdowns. At the very least they can create some turnovers like last season.
Next week Air Force will visit Michigan Stadium.
Rather than dwelling on the negative I propose that UM change the following. On offense they do not have the talent to defeat strong teams with a base offense. They need to revert to two tactics of the Rich Rodriguez offense that worked very well for much but not all of the 2010 season. One is to be able to spread the field occasionally so that Denard Robinson has room to run. Their running will open up the passing game. The other is to play at a hurry up pace to wear out the defense. On defense I don't see the talent to win on talent alone. I think they need to load up more against the run and blitz more often. Their secondary must be able to cover. If the front seven or eight can't stop the run or create pressure then it doesn't matter if their DBs lose some coverage and give up big plays. They will give up yards or touchdowns. At the very least they can create some turnovers like last season.
Next week Air Force will visit Michigan Stadium.
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Ten 80s videos I like - #4 It's Raining Again
Some of the best music videos tell a story. It's Raining Again tells a story that offers no surprises but is fun to watch because of the little details. All five members of the band make a cameo. Before the young man boards the bus to L.A. a tumbleweed blows by. He wears the same clothes the whole video and has one bad break after another. It all moves along at a nice pace until the end where he receives a charmed red umbrella and then dances with the beautiful woman in the same movie that he was watching at the drive-in.
This is not as impressive as some of the others in this list of ten. As the title goes, it's just a video that I like.
This is not as impressive as some of the others in this list of ten. As the title goes, it's just a video that I like.
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Ten 80s videos I like - #5 Under Pressure
Under Pressure was very original in two senses. The artists did not appear in the video and they used various old footage to accompany the song. This has always seemed underrated to me as a song and a video. It is alternatively depressing, exciting, scary, and overwhelming. The images match the words of the song up until the end with the call for hope at the end.
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Popayan, day two
Monday was the day that setup the rest of the trip. Often a traveler arrives to their destination tired, does a quick whirlwind tour, sleeps soundly for 10 to 12 hours, and quickly becomes restless. I fought the inclination to be restless and take things as they came. I was awakened at 7am by the telephone. It was my hostess Elsa setting up a time to pick me up and start showing me around.
We saw the town between some errands she had to run. We took in the center of town again, and moved on to the Hotel Dann Monasterio (see below) and the Law School. Popayan experienced a strong earthquake in 1983 and you can still see some of its effects. There is a cracked wall or window here or there, or more likely yet another parking area. Many of the beautiful homes were not rebuilt and became parking lots.
After a delicious lunch we went to walk around a modern mall whose land was until recently owned by the Catholic Church. Elsa made a couple of references during the day of how the Catholic Church holds much money, land, and power in Popayan. Finally we stopped by their house on the tony north side to visit with Jose again and see some unimproved land he bought in the area.
Most importantly in the morning after much effort on Elsa's part we connected with a tour guide who would be able to take me on a climb of Volcan (Volcano) Purace or a trip through the Purace National Park with various sights and experiences. Thankfully I opted for the latter. Cristian, my indigenous guide, would be picking me up at the Hotel La Plazuela at 7am the next morning.
We saw the town between some errands she had to run. We took in the center of town again, and moved on to the Hotel Dann Monasterio (see below) and the Law School. Popayan experienced a strong earthquake in 1983 and you can still see some of its effects. There is a cracked wall or window here or there, or more likely yet another parking area. Many of the beautiful homes were not rebuilt and became parking lots.
After a delicious lunch we went to walk around a modern mall whose land was until recently owned by the Catholic Church. Elsa made a couple of references during the day of how the Catholic Church holds much money, land, and power in Popayan. Finally we stopped by their house on the tony north side to visit with Jose again and see some unimproved land he bought in the area.
Most importantly in the morning after much effort on Elsa's part we connected with a tour guide who would be able to take me on a climb of Volcan (Volcano) Purace or a trip through the Purace National Park with various sights and experiences. Thankfully I opted for the latter. Cristian, my indigenous guide, would be picking me up at the Hotel La Plazuela at 7am the next morning.
Ten 80s videos I like - #6 Just a Gigolo/I Ain't Got Nobody
There was a time in the mid-80s when it became almost necessary that every
video must have some sort of twist or intro before the song. This was fun
for a time but then eventually led to one-upmanship and eventually diminishing
returns. At the forefront of this trend was David Lee Roth. For him
it started with Van Halen's Hot for Teacher and ran its course finally with
Goin' Crazy.
One of his better efforts was Just a Gigolo/I Ain't Got Nobody. This came from his original solo album Crazy from the Heat, a 14 minute album comprised of four cover tunes. It was released in January 1985 and within months Van Halen and Roth parted ways. Roth used his popularity and artistic license to create some entertaining videos but inferior music when compared to his Van Halen efforts.
The reason this makes the list is the opening sequence and all the wacky sight gags and video spoofs throughout. Some examples are Michael Jackson, Cyndi Lauper, and Billy Idol. There's also Dave dancing in front of a Censorship Bored that is a gem.
Now watch this video you can't help but love.
One of his better efforts was Just a Gigolo/I Ain't Got Nobody. This came from his original solo album Crazy from the Heat, a 14 minute album comprised of four cover tunes. It was released in January 1985 and within months Van Halen and Roth parted ways. Roth used his popularity and artistic license to create some entertaining videos but inferior music when compared to his Van Halen efforts.
The reason this makes the list is the opening sequence and all the wacky sight gags and video spoofs throughout. Some examples are Michael Jackson, Cyndi Lauper, and Billy Idol. There's also Dave dancing in front of a Censorship Bored that is a gem.
Now watch this video you can't help but love.
Monday, August 27, 2012
Not for your dime
Last week I was waiting in line to buy four items at the company
store of my employer. There was a lady getting on in years that was
buying an inordinate amount of items in front of me. I decided to apply
my new techniques to improve my patience. Luckily the transaction
didn't take as long as I feared. When the lady received her change she unknowingly
dropped one of the dimes and it landed near her foot. Normally I would
have bent over and given the dime to the lady. It's fair to say if she
were young and attractive I probably would have without
hesitation.
As you may guess I decided not to pick up the dime, for her or for me. I think I've come to a point in my life where things like that just don't matter to me. Whatever thanks I would have received would have been minimal at best. I wouldn't have felt better for it. The act would have been quickly forgotten by all witnesses. And what is a dime really worth in this day and age?
A similar example of something that doesn't matter to me anymore is littering. I was driving last week on I-95 in Maine and was initially impressed by the heather and grass that was in the ditch between north and southbound traffic. As I returned my gaze periodically I started to notice some trash, then some more, and then realized Maine and Michigan aren't all that different. About ten years ago I volunteered to clean up a company sponsored section of highway. Ah, youth. Now with more years under my belt I realize littering won't end, and people will always drop change, but that doesn't mean I'm going to pick it up.
As you may guess I decided not to pick up the dime, for her or for me. I think I've come to a point in my life where things like that just don't matter to me. Whatever thanks I would have received would have been minimal at best. I wouldn't have felt better for it. The act would have been quickly forgotten by all witnesses. And what is a dime really worth in this day and age?
A similar example of something that doesn't matter to me anymore is littering. I was driving last week on I-95 in Maine and was initially impressed by the heather and grass that was in the ditch between north and southbound traffic. As I returned my gaze periodically I started to notice some trash, then some more, and then realized Maine and Michigan aren't all that different. About ten years ago I volunteered to clean up a company sponsored section of highway. Ah, youth. Now with more years under my belt I realize littering won't end, and people will always drop change, but that doesn't mean I'm going to pick it up.
Ten 80s videos I like - #7 19
First of all I must express my disappointment that I cannot share the 1985 version of 19 that was shown in the US on MTV. When I pull it up on YouTube I get the following message:
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Popayan, day one, part two
Here's a description of the places I visited on my first day in Popayan. The first was called the Museo Guillermo Valencia. The museum was the former Spanish-style residence of poet and translator Guillermo Valencia. He married into a well-to-do family which owned the house. It was a large two story house with about 20 or so rooms and a courthouse in the middle. Valencia also ran for president twice and lost. His son realized his father's ambitions (a la Kennedy) and was president from 1962 to 1966.
The Pueblito Payanesa (or Patojo) is a small scale open air version of a typical small town in the Popayan area. I saw a pueblito paisa when I was in Medellin so I was familiar with the concept. This one was much smaller and not as interesting.
The Morro Del Tulcan is an overgrown Indian pyramid on the edge of downtown. It requires a strenuous effort to reach the top. It was abandoned when the Spanish conquered the area. In 1937 a large statue of the conquistador Sebastian Del Balalcazar was erected on the top. In a state where many identify more with their indigenous ancestors than with Spain, it is said to be a somewhat controversial statue.
Upon descending the morro I was petered out and asked my host to return me to the Hotel La Plazuela. I fell asleep promptly at 9pm and had what would come to pass as the easily the quietest and most restful night of my stay.
I was looking forward to waking up to learn more about an area I knew nothing about and had no idea what to expect.
The Pueblito Payanesa (or Patojo) is a small scale open air version of a typical small town in the Popayan area. I saw a pueblito paisa when I was in Medellin so I was familiar with the concept. This one was much smaller and not as interesting.
The Morro Del Tulcan is an overgrown Indian pyramid on the edge of downtown. It requires a strenuous effort to reach the top. It was abandoned when the Spanish conquered the area. In 1937 a large statue of the conquistador Sebastian Del Balalcazar was erected on the top. In a state where many identify more with their indigenous ancestors than with Spain, it is said to be a somewhat controversial statue.
Upon descending the morro I was petered out and asked my host to return me to the Hotel La Plazuela. I fell asleep promptly at 9pm and had what would come to pass as the easily the quietest and most restful night of my stay.
I was looking forward to waking up to learn more about an area I knew nothing about and had no idea what to expect.
Ten 80s videos I like - #8 Tonight I'm Yours
Tonight I'm Yours was a surreal video that blew this 8 year old boy away. I remember it always seeming like it was going too fast and that it was over before I'd even settled into watching it. Could there possibly be a more happening place than that L.A. hotel? And did grown women really act way? Sadly I found the answer in my life to the latter was 'no'. I suppose there are places in Las Vegas or L.A. where rock stars, rappers, or pro athletes could create a similar scene, but to me, this video will always be the high water mark for unabashed hedonism. If I had a chance to meet Rod or the director I would ask them to tell me how it was created and pulled together, how much was planned versus spontaneous, and whether any of the ladies were paid to appear in the video. Kudos to Rod.
Saturday, August 25, 2012
Popayan, day one, part one
I arrived to Popayan in the early afternoon on July 15. On the descent I didn't see anything impressive. The pilot parked the plane and we walked from the landing area to a small baggage claim area. I had hosts whom I'll call Jose and Elsa that I hadn't emailed with in days. I didn't know if they'd be there but I kept telling myself not to worry, fighting the uptight American impulse to have every detail in place.
After I gathered my suitcases and exited I saw Jose waiting there for me. Of course he was there! He drove me to the hotel and waited while I checked in, showed me some points of interest downtown, a museum, brought me to lunch, and then showed me more after lunch. A person he had met once in a business setting in Bogota nearly two years before had just arrived to his hometown and he spent the whole afternoon with him. That's hospitality.
In the next post I'll describe some of the places I saw on this first day: downtown streets, Museo Guillermo Leon, Morro del Tulcan, and the Pueblito Payanesa.
After I gathered my suitcases and exited I saw Jose waiting there for me. Of course he was there! He drove me to the hotel and waited while I checked in, showed me some points of interest downtown, a museum, brought me to lunch, and then showed me more after lunch. A person he had met once in a business setting in Bogota nearly two years before had just arrived to his hometown and he spent the whole afternoon with him. That's hospitality.
In the next post I'll describe some of the places I saw on this first day: downtown streets, Museo Guillermo Leon, Morro del Tulcan, and the Pueblito Payanesa.
Ten 80s Videos I like - #9 Let's Work
This is a song and video you've probably forgotten. If you went on vacation or stopped watching MTV briefly in 1987 you might have never seen it. As I recall this video was only on heavy rotation briefly. It's also probably the last time Mick Jagger had creative freedom as a solo artist and MTV would play whatever he produced. In light of all this you'd think the song was a failure, but I'd like to argue otherwise. First of all it's Mick Jagger in all his glory, high energy and shimmying around. Second, the song has a good message. Third, I don't think there's ever been another video like this. It seems they're running around Manhattan on FDR Drive. There's so much to see here if you try not to watch Mick the whole time. Take a look!
Friday, August 24, 2012
Ten 80s Videos I like - #10 One Night in Bangkok
I am going to do a series of ten posts with each dedicated to a different 80s video I enjoyed watching as a 6 to 16 year old (in no particular order). Some are familiar, most are forgotten. Many videos from this decade were creative and fun to watch and have passed the test of time on some level.
One Night in Bangkok by Murray Head was a song that originated from the musical Chess. It struck me as an exotic video that flowed well with the spoken lyrics. Here are some favorite lyrics:
"What do you mean? You've seen one crowded polluted stinking town"
"I get my kicks above the waistline sunshine"
"This grips me more than would a muddy old river or a reclining Buddha"
Enjoy!
One Night in Bangkok by Murray Head was a song that originated from the musical Chess. It struck me as an exotic video that flowed well with the spoken lyrics. Here are some favorite lyrics:
"What do you mean? You've seen one crowded polluted stinking town"
"I get my kicks above the waistline sunshine"
"This grips me more than would a muddy old river or a reclining Buddha"
Enjoy!
Monday, August 13, 2012
Spaz - why I like a spaz
Saturday, August 11, 2012
attempting another 24 fast - complete
4 hours ago I completed my second 24 hours fast in 8 days. I still don't know if there is a benefit to doing this but I have an open mind. I weighed in once this past week and had dropped 3.5 lbs. During the afternoon I felt low on energy but didn't struggle to complete the time. After dinner I had a BM and will be turning in soon with no hunger.
I spent the afternoon at Binder Park Zoo. I'm often struck by the number of obese people in Michigan. I am one of them according to my BMI so I'm working my way to just being overweight. I am hoping fasting can help me change my overall eating habits so that I can reach the goal.
I spent the afternoon at Binder Park Zoo. I'm often struck by the number of obese people in Michigan. I am one of them according to my BMI so I'm working my way to just being overweight. I am hoping fasting can help me change my overall eating habits so that I can reach the goal.
attempting another 24 hour fast - 16.5 hrs complete
I've made it to 10 am the following morning and feel much the same way I did last week. My stomach is telling me to eat something. I read a free online book in pdf form called quickfast.pdf. It says that the symptoms that you experience in fasting are actually the body starting to rid itself of toxins. Telling myself that I'm not actually hungry but getting cleaner is a technique I'm just starting to use. Most of the day I'll be spending at Binder Park Zoo which is 90 minutes away. I'm trying to keep my mind occcupied. I'll report later, hopefully to be successful and see what worked.
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Patience
Regardless of whether patience is a virtue, I have never had much of it. I recently spent three weeks away from my family, and in that time resolved to improve my patience, among other things, for my own good and for those around me. I'm so naturally impatient even when I thing I'm being easygoing people sense it and try to diffuse it by saying, "Sir, I'll be with you in a moment." Two common triggers of impatience are grocery stores and driving. If any of the following makes you think of yourself, you may want to work on this as well.
1) Grocery stores - Profiling people in checkout lines and the cashier to gauge which will be the fastest; having a near heart attack when the lady in front of you fumbles through her purse, pulls out a wad of coupons, or uses a checkbook; mortification when you see other lines moving faster than yours.
Advice for checkout lines is to distract yourself: read People magazine, compare candy bar prices, do calculations in your head, count, breath deeply, people watch. Basically anything but watch the cashier or customer before you. Before you know it you'll be choosing paper or plastic.
2) Driving - Speeding up when a light turns yellow, passing on the right, making a turn that is out of the way just to avoid stopping, profiling drivers by the make and model of their vehicle, knowing all the traffic light patterns in your city, etc.
Overcoming impatience is tricky because of the safety issues. Talking on the phone, texting, and looking for the right song on the radio are all potentially dangerous remedies to boredom, or in my case impatience. I've found two techniques to be effective. One is deep breathing. Impatience can impair judgement and performance by causing your muscles to tense and breath to shorten. Taking in a long, deep breath will reduce some of the mental and physical tension you are creating. Second is giving a wide berth to cars around you. This entails not getting near the car in front of you at any time, and yielding the front runners position to a car moving in the same direction in an adjacent lane. Often the "idiot" I've cursed at is actually a safer, more efficient, and saner drive than me who will always move through traffic more quickly.
I wish you the best with improving your patience!
1) Grocery stores - Profiling people in checkout lines and the cashier to gauge which will be the fastest; having a near heart attack when the lady in front of you fumbles through her purse, pulls out a wad of coupons, or uses a checkbook; mortification when you see other lines moving faster than yours.
Advice for checkout lines is to distract yourself: read People magazine, compare candy bar prices, do calculations in your head, count, breath deeply, people watch. Basically anything but watch the cashier or customer before you. Before you know it you'll be choosing paper or plastic.
2) Driving - Speeding up when a light turns yellow, passing on the right, making a turn that is out of the way just to avoid stopping, profiling drivers by the make and model of their vehicle, knowing all the traffic light patterns in your city, etc.
Overcoming impatience is tricky because of the safety issues. Talking on the phone, texting, and looking for the right song on the radio are all potentially dangerous remedies to boredom, or in my case impatience. I've found two techniques to be effective. One is deep breathing. Impatience can impair judgement and performance by causing your muscles to tense and breath to shorten. Taking in a long, deep breath will reduce some of the mental and physical tension you are creating. Second is giving a wide berth to cars around you. This entails not getting near the car in front of you at any time, and yielding the front runners position to a car moving in the same direction in an adjacent lane. Often the "idiot" I've cursed at is actually a safer, more efficient, and saner drive than me who will always move through traffic more quickly.
I wish you the best with improving your patience!
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Popayan, pre-trip
In July I spent a week on vacation in Colombia. Most of that time
was spent in or near a city (pop. 200K) called Popayan. Prior to the trip whenever I
informed Colombians (mostly from Bogota)
about the destination they uniformly asked incredulously, "Why?”
It's common for Latin Americans to invite a new friend to visit them wherever they may live. It's genuine but also understood that it will likely never happen. Two years ago I met a couple that invited me there. They referred to Popayan with a smirk, suggesting a slight inferiority complex but also perhaps some pride. As time passed I got to see more of Colombia and was looking for somewhere new to go. From what I could see it looked like an ideal place; Spanish colonial architecture, history, museums, food, a national park and other attractions nearby. Curiously most of the people I spoke with about Popayan had never been there.
My friends were surprised but pleased when I informed them in May of my upcoming visit. And I was just starting to learn what hospitality, Colombian-style was all about.
It's common for Latin Americans to invite a new friend to visit them wherever they may live. It's genuine but also understood that it will likely never happen. Two years ago I met a couple that invited me there. They referred to Popayan with a smirk, suggesting a slight inferiority complex but also perhaps some pride. As time passed I got to see more of Colombia and was looking for somewhere new to go. From what I could see it looked like an ideal place; Spanish colonial architecture, history, museums, food, a national park and other attractions nearby. Curiously most of the people I spoke with about Popayan had never been there.
My friends were surprised but pleased when I informed them in May of my upcoming visit. And I was just starting to learn what hospitality, Colombian-style was all about.
Monday, August 6, 2012
another 24 hour fast - mission aborted
I decided to pull the plug on this fast after just over 6 hours. I took a nap after work and woke up feeling weak. Of course this is expected with a fast. But for a novice like me to be in that place after 6 hours did not bode well for the next 18. I had a lunch-size meal and am now feeling better. So I'm starting anew as of 7:20pm and will go through the night and then see how I do tomorrow. This was my first attempt during the work week. I'm not going to draw any conclusions except that today wasn't the day.
another 24 hour fast - others' experiences
I've never been very good for keeping secrets. If I try something bold, I usually tell people about it. As with fasting, the conventional wisdom about telling others your goals is mixed. Some say it's best to tell people so you'll be accountable. Others say just telling people about a goal creates a false sense of fulfillment that prevents them from carrying it out. I've spoken to friends and others that are for, against, and indifferent about fasting. The people that are indifferent haven't done one. But that doesn't stop non-faster from having an opinion. A Colombian co-worker always criticizes fasting when I bring it up. In fact, today she told me I was attracting free radicals. A friend from California by way of Mexico is a huge champion, and says the body needs to take inventory through fasting. Opinions are as varied as people, so I think if you're curious about it you should try it for yourself. If you don't want to go to 24 hours, at least try 12 and see if you get hungry. I have a co-worker friend that's trying it too. Maybe trying something with another will help.
Starting another 24 hour fast
I've decided to do it again. Getting back to work brought back to my old eating habits. Cereal for breakfast, banana, peanut butter toast, carrots with peanut butter. After eating Chinese lunch (salt and pepper shrimp) and downing two large diet Pepsi's I felt this would be another good occasion to fast. I'll do periodic updates throughout the next two days.
Saturday, August 4, 2012
24 hour fast - hour 24
I finished the fast over an hour ago! I felt weak as the last two hours dragged on but knew the end was near.
I'd like to say that it was a positive experience overall and I recommend it to anyone without any kind of medical condition that prohibits fasting. I believe 24 hours is a reasonable amount of time for a beginner. I also strongly believe (but almost never practice) that humans eat much more than is necessary. In the USA we are bombarded with advertising of food, and also eat three meals a day and snack too. Fasting may be a way to fight back against this culture of eating and the habits we've developed for years. I plan to do another fast soon.
24 hour fast - hour 21
24 hour fast - hour 20
24 hour fast - hour 19
24 hour fast - hour 18
24 hour fast - hour 17
Friday, August 3, 2012
24 hour fast - hour five
24 hour fast - hour four
24 hour fast - hour three
24 hour fast - hour two
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