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Summer is here

The seasons have changed in more ways than one. My spring classes are now completed. All that is left is to finish up the grades. Then I’ll turn my attention back to my dissertation. And sweating. With spring gone summer has shown up, starting today. Riding a bike in the 90s isn’t the best idea, but we did that today. Nice ride, too. I should ride more.

Cleaned up some comment spam. The spammers like photo blogs, like my LOMO blog, where I dumped 100 spammers, but the automated text has lately been unfailingly polite.

After that we hit the grocery store. In the figurative sense. The store is made of brick and cement and various other painful looking substances. Hitting it would just be silly when what you really need to do is pick up cereal and sandwich stuff.

Then there was a little reading. And then some more research. Finding obscure Russian scholars is proving a tough challenge. I found seven items from this small group today, though, so that’s a start.

And then there was a baseball game. Auburn hosted Alabama State in a makeup game that was pitched as Fan Appreciation Night. Most people had something better to do (and school is out, further reducing the crowd). They didn’t even announce the attendance, but it was somewhere in the Montreal Expos territory. On the official statistics they called it 1,868. Only if they counted you twice.

(She got counted twice because she’s extra special. )

They might have miscounted the Alabama State pitchers. They had some big guys on the mound. The starter was an all-district center in high school, was listed as bigger than Auburn’s national championship center and I believe it. They just got taller and more impressive as the night went on. Auburn got an early lead in the game and flirted with giving it away before finally winning 7-5.

Lovely night to spend watching baseball, but every night is lovely at Plainsman Park. (This weekend they host Alabama.)

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12
Mar 11

The umps changed their shoes

At the baseball game last night the guys one section over from us ridiculed the first base umpire mercilessly. He had bright, shiny, new shoes. They liked them very much. Today the umps had solid black shoes. Apparently the fans had gotten in their heads.

As the game today ran into the middle innings those same guys realized their shadows were falling on the mound, upon which they made shadow puppets for the opposing pitcher. They got in his head pretty well, too. All for not, the seventh ranked Arizona State has won two games in their weekend series against number 23 Auburn. Hardly matters. We shivered last night and enjoyed the sun and the shadows today. We’re sitting near a man who’s been buying season tickets to Arizona State baseball for 40 years. (They’ve had a great program for a lot of that time, their fans know their stuff and this particular bunch are vnice people and were complimentary of their trip to the plains.)

Today he was talking about how the college game is better than the professional game. The players don’t have to play hurt. It is a faster game. You can’t get seats like ours, about seven rows above first base, in the big leagues. I eat peanuts during the whole game and sit near people who are critical of the umpires’ shoes.

Got my bike back today. Took seven days to replace the crankset. By contrast I’ve had a radiator replaced in my car in half the time. But they apologized for the delay and thanked me for my patience. They didn’t charge me for labor on replacing a tire tube. They did charge me labor for replacing the crankset. We hadn’t discussed that.

So I think I’ll become a bike expert and learn how to fix everything myself. Because I can’t afford this business all the time.

Got my oil changed today, too. The guy asked if I wanted a new air filter. I said no. When the bill came it was about 15 bucks higher than it should have been. “You wanted the air filter, didn’t you?”

I’ll remember that, sneaky, duplicitous Express Oil Change man.

Then there was baseball and then home for steak and ironing. And then there’s tomorrow. No one’s especially looking forward to that.

(And don’t forget to spring forward.)

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4
Mar 11

Thanks Shimano

What not to do on your bike: destroy the crank set first thing.

My Felt showed up two weeks ago and this afternoon I finally had a chance to take it out for a spin. Five miles out — and fortunately close to home — the aluminum machining was ruined.

So that was frustrating. And will be costly to replace and set me back a week.

But at least I have all of the necessary bike accessories.

And, hey, I’ve reviewed a book blurb, chewed through my grading, started staring at my dissertation notes and more this week.

We had dinner tonight with hysterical friends. Andrew, with whom The Yankee and I studied at Alabama, was passing through town. That brought out one of his friends from undergrad at AUM.

From this conversation we’ve learned one of life’s most important questions: are you salad curious?

YouTube Cover Theater returns with three quick samples from Pete Yorn. First up is a cover of a Yorn duet with Scarlett Johansson, Relator:

There’s his turn of the century first single, Life on a Chain:

And, finally, this, which is more interesting for the story than the cover. The guy here had just retired and bought this guitar with his last paycheck:

What would you buy with that last check?

(Cranksets don’t count.)