journalism


31
Jan 11

Link filler

Mondays, apparently, have become my least interesting day. You’re naturally riveted six days ago. OK, maybe five. (Four? Two? Any?) That being the case, we can all forgive a Monday that is spent buried in a computer screen or a book. So I’m just falling back on Twitter, here, which is something I haven’t in a long while.

And since it is Monday, and since Monday is history day around here, the On This Day section rides again!

In 1990 McDonald’s opened their first restaurant in Moscow. That means most of the college students have been able to eat a Big Mac in Russia their entire life, had they visited Pushkin Square. Here’s the scene. They serve an estimated 30,000 people a day.

In 1971 Apollo 14 launched.

They were the third mission on the moon. They almost had to try the landing without radar because of a software glitch, but an in the nick of time fix put them down closer to their original target than any of their fellow astronauts.

This was also the trip with the famous moon trees. Five of them are planted in Alabama. I’ve been near four and didn’t even realize it. Need to fix that.

Fifty-three years ago Explorer 1, the first satellite from the United States made orbit. Sure, Sputnik got there first by three months, but the value was largely propaganda. Otherwise the thing was not quite useless. It helped with some atmosphere detection and then tumbled out of the sky in three months. Explorer, on the other hand, transmitted data for almost four months and stayed in orbit for 12 years. It achieved more than 58,000 orbits, says Wikipedia, and began a series of 90 Explorer satellites.

Sputnik moment? Let’s try another Explorer moment.

And way back when, in 1930, 3M starting marketing scotch tape. Did you know? The Scotch Tape Test measures the adhesion strength of conducting polymers adhered to indium tin oxide glass slides? Neither did anyone else. Also, it can make X-rays.

Other links: Sometimes I like to find the outrage of the day and consider it’s relative merits to the big scheme of things. When you do that, you realize modern life could be a lot worse.

Dan Cathy Statement from Chick-fil-A on Vimeo.

Who else wants waffle fries?

This is a bad idea.

Pay walls! More pay walls! Also, and still, a bad idea. The problem for the industry being that there aren’t a lot of other prominent and viable ideas at the moment.

Finally I watched American Pickers tonight. (They aren’t letting you embed the episode for some strange reason.) Love that show. Love the premise, love the show, love the thing the guys do. Everything about it is fun. \

They subtitled a Kentucky man, suggesting he was unintelligible. I found this to be unnecessary. But, before I became my own outrage of the day, I called my Connecticut bride into the room and played clips of the man for her. “Don’t look, just listen.” She couldn’t make him out. So what do I know?


27
Jan 11

Not that Kenny Smith

Busy day in class. We set up blogs, talked about news critiques — I started in with the obvious, showing them Antoine Dodson.

So we talked about news critiques, and we started talking about resumes. We’ll talk a lot about those this semester.

So I prepped for that, read, talked much, stayed long and so on.

Lunch was jambalaya. Dinner was enchilada. I feel very cosmopolitan.

I was a trending topic on Twitter this evening.

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A former student noticed it and pointed it out to me. Of course it wasn’t me. There are three semi-famous to extremely famous people with whom I share the name. There’s the talented bluegrass musician, Kenny Smith, the former football player Kenny Smith and The Jet, the NBA basketball star turned TNT analyst.

Turns out that Kenny Smith and his colleagues Ernie Johnson and Charles Barkley had Tracy Morgan on their show tonight. You can find the clip on YouTube yourself, but suffice it to say that we learned that Morgan makes Barkley look soothing and responsible in comparison.

And some days you wish the random person on Twitter could distinguish between a man with two NBA titles and a guy 11-years younger who is a bit slower and could only barely touch the rim of a basketball goal on his very best of days.

I’m also three or four inches shorter, but let’s not quibble over obvious differences.


25
Jan 11

First day of classes

Busy day. The kind where I finally got around to lunch at almost 2 p.m.

Handful of meetings before that. Catching up with people, wrapping up old things, setting course for new projects and all of that.

And then there was class. Fourteen bright young minds sitting in a too-warm room hearing about what they’ve gotten themselves into for the next 13 weeks. It was fun. They’ll take field trips and write a lot and give some presentations. They’ll have to put up with me. But aside from that last part it is a good course. I’ll talk a lot about journalism, but it is an intro class, so there’s a great deal of public relations and advertising, too.

Otherwise, I’m just trying to get back into the swing of things. I love my holiday break, could use some more of it and yet am terribly, wonderfully spoiled by it. This week has not eased back into the routine, but just puts you squarely in it. Not violently. There’s been nothing brutish or shocking about it. Just work. Here it is. And here’s another thing or two. Do enjoy. And don’t forget those Emails and phone calls.

I broke my office phone today, somehow. I have an old touchtone job, one of those that immediately replaced the rotary phones. Suddenly the numbers don’t do anything. Very odd.

I began watching the BBC’s Robin Hood this evening. It has been well received and it is on Netflix, so why not. I watched one episode and realized “This is like Kevin Sorbo as Hercules, but only a third as cartoonish.”

Which was good, because it instantly became background sound, not requiring any real attention. Ascertain the plot, ignore the fight sequences. No one ever really gets hurt. Everyone always escapes captivity. Robin Hood is a terrific shot. We get it.

Here’s the opening sequence:

First of all, how did those guards and horses sneak up on the hunter? Second, the guards never have such an opportunity to share as much character or dialog as they do here. The guards turn into red shirts, willing to spar, easy to knock off. Now the Sheriff, the villian, is delightfully funny.

His heavy is the most cardboard character you’ve seen in a while, though.

The biggest things are the modern sensibilities, put I’m a fantasy character purist. Fiction should be just so. The 20th and 21st Century were deliberately shoehorned into a tale set in the 12th. Of course there is modern foreign policy symbolism for the BBC viewing audience. They are not very subtle about it, but you’ve trained yourself to excuse much of that, anyway. One character, who only appears for one episode (so far) was wearing modern camouflage. The clip you just saw shows one of the evil character demonstrating a remarkable alacrity for wigs and latex disguises. These sorts of things take me right out of it, but then Robin Hood shoots his bow and the music blares and we’re off on another easy adventure!

When they inevitably make the American version they need Paul Giamatti as Much.


11
Jan 11

The front pages — WDE edition

Celebrating Auburn’s undefeated, national championship season on some of the state’s newspapers. Clicking on the paper will send you to their web site for complete local coverage.

[UPDATE: This post was picked up for syndication by The War Eagle Reader.]

OANews

AnnistonStar

BirminghamNews

Decatur Daily

HuntsvilleTimes

MontgomeryAdvertiser

Press-Register

TimesDaily

TuscaloosaNews


8
Dec 10

Snow!?

There was snow (flurries, anyway) in south Alabama today. Way down in the deep south. I dated a girl from that town once upon a time. When we went out for nice food we had to go to Florida. That’s how south we’re talking about. And it snowed there today. Also, it is still technically autumn.

But it is cold everywhere.

I wrote six paragraphs on the cold, just to keep my fingers warm. They weren’t worth reading, but the writing was exquisite. For just a few more moments there was circulation beneath my fingernails.

Watched a rocket launch this morning. Falcon 9 seemed to be perfect in everywhere. That’s the commercial future of space, happening right before our eyes. Didn’t seem to carry the same amount of attention as rocket launches of the past. The day we reduce rocket launches and astronauts to airliners and bus drivers we’ll have made the space business perfectly safe. And then we’re all going to the moon.

I wrote a column with an embarrassingly transparent call to action today. The editor for the publication is going to cut the word count in half. The poetry and the lame jokes will be excised, but the call to action at the end will no doubt still be there, annoying me until my final days. But the cause is a nice one, and we’re doing our part. “So let’s go out and blah blah blah.”

Taught a class on broadcast writing, my last one of the semester. Students turned in stories on youth sports and the need for more exercise. We all agreed we should leave the lab and go run laps. So I walked back to the office to critique the newspaper for the last time of the semester.

Now I’m grading television scripts. And when the grading is done the semester will be almost over. There’s another meeting or two, a gigantic project to work through and then, of course, preparing for comps. (Have I mentioned that lately?) By this weekend that should take over.

Things I write here during all of that are going to be stellar work, let me tell you. Or is it too late to backhandedly apologize for that?