Friday


26
Mar 21

Now with more spring in the thing

As promised some two weeks ago, there is a new look to the front page of this humble website. Here is a hint as to the current theme.

And you can see the whole presentation if you just click this little link. That’s from a little flowering tree in the backyard. In a few more weeks it will meet it’s full glory. But we’ll probably be featuring a different look by then.

Quite day today, for the most part. I worked on questions for an interview I recorded late this afternoon. The last official act of the week was editing it. I’ll publish the thing on Monday. It was pleasant. A thoroughly delightful chat with a delightful guy. And, like so much of life, there were few concrete answers. You know that going into a lot of things, it doesn’t ameliorate the feeling after the fact though. He said as much, at one point, too. Occupational hazard for him, you see. He’s spent his whole career in that world. He recounted a conversation he had when he was in college. A friend of his who was studying physics just couldn’t comprehend the inconclusive nature of the soft sciences. You could sum it up as ‘I could work a lifetime on a problem and not be able to see it through. Or know the result. Or know if I was correct.’

I guess we all make peace with some sort of limitations.

Or, maybe, if the idea of that makes you a little twitchy — as it does me — the limitation is misplaced. The journey is the destination and all that. I’m sure a great many books have been written about that approach for the goal- and the task-oriented. There’s a bookstore shelf full of those somewhere. Each with a less satisfying resolution than the last. They say things like, Sure you need provisions from the grocery store, but did you see those clouds in the sky? And have you ever really wondered how those things made it to the store and then found yourself at a working farm asking questions about the history of dairy farming? And why did you drive there, anyway? What does that say about us? That we are slaves to cars, the ultimate sign of freedom? And what of the lives you touched along the way?

Anyway, while it was a little perplexing from an issue-conflict-resolution perspective, it was a fine interview. I’ll put it here Monday.

We do have some sports videos for you. Students produced these last night and they were ready for you, piping hot and fresh, this morning. Highlights and updates, updates and highlights:

And if you want to hear people pick their favorite baseball teams as a pre-season analysis, then we’ve got you covered there, too.

I had a conversation about changing sports just to see how the strategy would change. What if you took two timeouts away from basketball? What if you really only played those last five minutes anyway? Say the XFL had the opportunity to really explore their rule changes before Covid came around, what does that do to your play calling? What would happen if the NCAA took a rooting financial interest in elevating women’s basketball and tried to make, you know, money off the thing? What would that look like? Suppose there weren’t end-of-inning resets for baserunners in baseball. What takes place then? Why not send the Detroit Tigers and the Pittsburgh Pirates down to AAA ball for a year, since they clearly aren’t playing well where they are?

(The answers are: The games would be 15 faster. The games would be 90 minutes shorter. It gets more aggressive. We may never find out because the NCAA is full of shortsighted leadership. Also, they’d pass the buck until they could claim the victory as their own, brought on solely and only because of their fearless leadership. You’d routinely have baseball games will final scores like 19-8, fewer utility infielders, more speed, larger pitching staffs and team psychologists to help ballplayers cope with it all. And who says the Tigers and Pirates aren’t already playing minor league ball?)

I had this conversation with some students who haven’t yet been bored enough to think up things like this. But there comes a day, some day when the only game they can watch are the Detroit Tigers … and they’re going to start thinking these things through.

But hopefully it won’t be on a weekend. A weekend! Which is upon us now! Have a delightful one!


19
Mar 21

Let’s all get to the weekend

My day started in the studio at about 9 a.m., with a show I can share with you on Monday. And it ended in the studio at almost 7 p.m. with another show that will see the light of day at some point in the next week or so. In between, many calls, many meetings.

Here are the shows the sports guys shot last night. Highlights, highlight and highlights:

And here’s the talk show. It’s March, it’s Indiana, they’re talking March Madness.

That show has added extra graphics and, this week, extra panelists. I am encouraging both for all sorts of reasons. The graphics, I know, will stick around. And hopefully the extra talking people will make some timely returns as well.

Tomorrow we’re returning to riding bikes outside. It’ll be the first time since December 11th. Ninety-eight days. There will also be Chick-fil-A, and chatting with some friends. And that’s not a bad half of a weekend. I’ll tell you about it Monday. Until then, have a great weekend yourself.


12
Mar 21

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Sports shows! You want ’em, they shot ’em. It’s basketball post-season and only one of Indiana’s basketball teams is making the postseason, that hasn’t dampened the enthusiasm here overmuch. Here are the programs from last night.

I know the women’s team will qualify because they are very good. And I know the men aren’t qualifying because they needed to do something nearly miraculous in their conference tournament to even get a glance, but they went out in the first round tonight. One of our students was at the game, and that required some extra people to step into new rules and they did it without missing a beat. And, I believe, a new star was born.

In other, site-related news, I have updated the front page to reflect the promise of spring. So you’ll see another version of these tulips if you just go to the front page.

I predict they’ll stay there for about two weeks, or until I find something better, or just generally get tired of them, whichever comes first.

And in really important news, tonight we had cookies.

And they were a delicious way to start the weekend. Best part, there will be a few more cookies tomorrow, as well.

Have a great weekend, cookies or no. (But definitely try to find some cookies.)


5
Mar 21

Sports videos and rambling notes containing positive signs

Two sports shows form last night. Here’s the highlights.

And here’s all the talk about sportsball in the form of baseball.

And, this morning, it was back in the studio again first thing. The handful of Thursdays were we have shows late into the evenings followed immediately by Friday morning shows are reminders that I am not in my early 20s anymore. It isn’t that it is hard, or that a terrible amount is expected of me, but that I am tired. And, look, I’m not even performing in any of these shows, obviously, as they are entirely student productions. But I’m there, trying to lend a hand or get in the way, or provide moral support, or slow things down or speed things up or give notes and what not. Some days the hours get to me, is all. Small price to pay, to watch these nice people work on their craft and start to realize their dreams.

I had to give two studio tours today. That’s something I haven’t done in a year. It’ll all be a function of another new project coming to life. Just another sign, as we tried to explore a little bit the other day, of things coming back to something approaching normal.

They are holding graduation in person this term. That was announced a week or so ago. Family and friends will have to watch a university-produced program, unfortunately, but the students will get the real pomp and circumstance, which is great progress. The word has been passed out that the fall will be more in-person. What it means in practice is still being studied, but I’m guessing the goal is to make 2021 feel a lot more like 2019 than 2020. You don’t sell it that way. It seems a reasonable ambition and realistically feasible.

The show this morning, which isn’t online yet, brought in a guy offering you some workout tips you can do at home, because you’re not going to the gym just yet. I noticed they didn’t frame it as “Get that spring break bod” because our students don’t get a break this year — a concession to the virus and realities of traveling and so on. But they are going to get to watch a basketball tournament in a few days. It’s looking like their men’s team won’t be in the tournament, so it’s definitely a take-your-gains-where-you-can-get-them era.


1
Mar 21

Welcome to March

It doesn’t feel like spring yet, but it’s gonna. Today, though, I’d just like to feel a bit … less. Or more. I’d like to hurt less and feel like more.

As I mentioned Friday, I had a big weekend of riding. And I’m happy to report that I toughed it out. I fueled terribly, but I survived. I think. This was my view all weekend:

It wasn’t the miles, it was the user error. And also the climbing. I could explain the fueling, but suffice it to say my caloric intake got all out of whack. And I became well aware of that reality on the way to the last climb yesterday. I told you about the Friday ride. Here you can see me in third place on the road on Saturday.

I was not in third place, but it sounds nice, doesn’t it? It wasn’t a race, to me anyway, it was just an excuse to make thousands of tiny circles with my feet, and also to get a cool aerotuck screengrab.

After Saturday’s ride featured 4,124 feet of elevation gained, Sunday was the big day of climbing. You can see even my avatar changed clothes for the bigger 33 mile, 5,617 feet gained effort.

It … hurt. Don’t let the sprint I eeked out at the mountaintop finish fool you. I was so spent I thought I was hallucinating the aurora on the iPad.

And I could barely walk when I got off the bike. (Time for new bike shoes!) After I hobbled upstairs and had a shower I started eating vegetables directly off the cookie sheet. Fueling was a problem because I wasn’t diligent about it because, at the end of the day, I’m riding a bicycle inside the house. It’s easier to be fussy about that, I realized this weekend, if you’re riding way out of town. But if the kitchen is just steps away, different story. And I’ve never really had the opportunity to climb 12,690 feet in one weekend, so I have no frame of reference for this.

It’s a big frame, and this was a great reference.

And I finished the Zwift Haute Route Challenge.

What does that mean? Absolutely nothing, but a sense of mild accomplishment. And it’s more base miles for the year.

We were looking at a giant snow mound at the local big box store.

This was the mound of our affection two weeks ago, on Valentine’s Day, after the first snow.

And here’s the same mound of our laments, a week later, as seen on February 21, after the even larger snow.

And here’s that same mound, this Saturday, on February 28th.

After a bit of weekend rain, and looking at the weather ahead this week … this thing might be gone by next Saturday. That’d be a signal almost-as-happy as returning robins and other springtime birds.