Friday, January 30, 2009
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
1. Courage - Basketball is a contact sport.
2. Use your hips
3. Low center of gravity
4. Arms as high as your shoulders
5. Make contact with opponent before attempting rebound, or a "smart player, like coach Rudy will slide in front of you and establish position."
Week 3 Goal = 11 Rebounds
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Yesterdays outing took us to Broadmore Park (baseball diamond), and Broadmore Elementary where Karen re-discovered part of her youth.
Next Game: Monday, February 2, 6:15 @ the Dupuis Center.
FYI - Kyle lack of stats is a result of an injury keeping him on the IR as opposed to having a poor performance, so keep the criticism in check.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
The video is a montage of the sitcom Chuck & Sarah.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Chuck Norris destroyed the periodic table, because he only recognizes the element of surprise.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
...Penn St. It turns out that Penn St. is, allegedly, suing STM for copyright infringement for using it's Nittany Lion symbol. They, allegedly, have one year to remove the symbol from its' field. I find it pretty interesting that Penn State discovered this. STM must have had some serious football talent this year.
A nittany lion is a cougar from Mt. Nittany in State College, PA according to the Urban Dictionary.
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Praise song for the day.
Each day we go about our business, walking past each other, catching each others' eyes or not, about to speak or speaking. All about us is noise. All about us is noise and bramble, thorn and din, each one of our ancestors on our tongues. Someone is stitching up a hem, darning a hole in a uniform, patching a tire, repairing the things in need of repair.
Someone is trying to make music somewhere with a pair of wooden spoons on an oil drum with cello, boom box, harmonica, voice.
A woman and her son wait for the bus.
A farmer considers the changing sky; A teacher says, "Take out your pencils. Begin."
We encounter each other in words, words spiny or smooth, whispered or declaimed; words to consider, reconsider.
We cross dirt roads and highways that mark the will of someone and then others who said, "I need to see what's on the other side; I know there's something better down the road."
We need to find a place where we are safe; We walk into that which we cannot yet see.
Say it plain, that many have died for this day. Sing the names of the dead who brought us here, who laid the train tracks, raised the bridges, picked the cotton and the lettuce, built brick by brick the glittering edifices they would then keep clean and work inside of.
Praise song for struggle; praise song for the day. Praise song for every hand-lettered sign; The figuring it out at kitchen tables.
Some live by "Love thy neighbor as thy self."
Others by first do no harm, or take no more than you need.
What if the mightiest word is love, love beyond marital, filial, national. Love that casts a widening pool of light. Love with no need to preempt grievance.
In today's sharp sparkle, this winter air, anything can be made, any sentence begun.
On the brink, on the brim, on the cusp -- praise song for walking forward in that light.
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Monday, January 19, 2009
Come on Mike. Find room in the budget. I'll be waiting.
Friday, January 16, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
From NPR Money:
A Twitter friend of mine sends this news clip. It's about her former employer in Ohio, which sent the workers an e-mail over New Year's saying that it was closing and everyone was out of a job. The reporter in this story questions whether the company, a publisher, gave employees the legally required notice.
After the jump, a series of messages she sent over Twitter.
Monday, Dec. 29: "(1) Found out while I was off my co. quit paying coffee service, so they quit delivering. Brought my own coffee to brew today."
Monday, Dec. 29: "(2) They'll take the coffee makers next, so several of us at work plan to chip in & buy our own pot. Just happy to have job @ this point."
Tuesday, Dec. 30: "Email to all staff: . . . All staff terminated. New buyer negotiating. May get called back to new owner."
Friday, Jan. 9: "I'm in unemployment lines in OH, not MI, but the Job Center in Dayton, OH, is packed. Plus system crashes. Today a threat emptied bldg."
Doesn't personal stories like this resonate more than hearing 7% unemployment numbers, or is it just me. This person actually tells the story on Friday's podcast...pretty moving story as well as a godd report on peer to peer lending.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
One of my goals this year is to run a marathon. I know this seems like a large task requiring years of training, but most guides recommend only four months to prepare yourself, even for the novice runner. After learning that one had to qualify (sub 3:10) for the Boston Marathon I set my sights on Rock 'n' Roll Marathon in San Diego, Sunday, May 31. Training will officially begin on February 8, sixteen weeks away from the race. Any takers have a little under a month to jump on the bandwagon. Matthew has given me a verbal commitment, and Ellen is on the fence.
One needs to have superior visual acuity to run this race. If you can't read the training schedule to the left don't apply...just kidding. Click on the image for a closer look. Runner's World says that the cross training day (Monday) can be used as another day of rest if needed.
Should be a lot of fun, and is a realistic way to reach the number one New Years Resloution according to www.USA.gov .
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
30% from the field and 25% from behind the arc won't cut it, and 17 turnovers...ouch. All-in-all a good effort for our first league game. Next game is on January 26 at 8:45 at the Comeaux Center. A little more support wouldn't hurt.
Everybody I tell say "That only happens in the movies!"...very embarrassing.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Fast forward four weeks and phase two is underway. Big Mark spent the weekend helping me install a six-foot high privacy fence...much more seclusive than our old picket fence. After breaking our backs all weekend we only have 33 of the 100 feet fenced as it turned out to be more work than originally thought. I admit to being a novice in this area, but we seem to have the brunt of the work behind us as we slowly become masters of fence building. Hopefully two more days will produce the result I'm looking for.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Back in July, in a ballroom in a Birmingham, Ala., hotel during Southeastern Conference media days, a reporter asked Tim Tebow the following question:
"I don't mean to sound cynical, but between winning the national championship and winning the Heisman, saving the world in the Philippines and all, did you ever, like, sneak a cigarette when you were in high school? Do you ever do anything wrong? Do you feel like everything off the field is sort of on cruise control for you?"
My immediate reaction: Lord help us. Sporting America has become too jaded to appreciate Tim Tebow. We've been Marion Jonesed and Mark McGwired and Barry Bondsed into suspecting there must be a dark side to the Florida quarterback, who does so many things right on and off the football field. We roll our eyes at his "saving the world in the Philippines," when how many among us have bothered to go across town to help the poor, much less across the globe the way Tebow has? We've been conditioned not to trust a virtuous athlete when he's right in front of us.
Tebow's reaction was better. His response, in part:
"You know, everybody, they can look and say how easy it is. But it's definitely not that easy. The difference is 'cause not many people want to wake up at 5, go through workouts, go speak to young kids, go back, eat lunch, go to class, go to tutoring, go speak at a prison at night, come back. I mean, more people would do those things; they just don't want to sacrifice.
"You know, there's a lot of leaders out there. But, unfortunately, there aren't a lot of good ones. So that's always been my dream and my goal, is to be someone like Danny Wuerffel was to me, to be someone that a parent can say, 'Hey, this kid did it the right way.' That's always been my dream and my goal more so than winning a trophy or winning a championship.
"So if it's cynical or whatnot, that's fine. If people don't believe it, that's fine. There's always going to be naysayers, people that are going to say it's fake. But that's fine because you can't control everybody. But I can control what I do, my attitude, how I approach the situation. So how I approach the situation is I want to do everything in my power that football gives me to influence as many people as I can for the good because that's gonna mean so much more when it's all said and done than just playing football and winning championships."
WOW, Go Gators!
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Monday, January 5, 2009
Sunday, January 4, 2009
I'm writing this after viewing her gallery of pictures that were taken of a couple of researchers surveying the Atchafalaya Basin for the USGS. The images are breathtaking, and if you decide to give them look be patient through the first 20 or so. You will then be able to witness the talent that is my mother...
Here is a shortcut to the commercial link. Click on proofs, and for the password type USGS to view the pics taken of the basin!