Just time for an update with the kitties. Here’s Phoebe being disturbed mid-snooze on my lovely bride’s legs.
And here’s Poseidon who could not be bothered to be bothered, while he sleeps on my knees.
Both of the kitties are doing great. They’d just like to go back to their snoozing now.
I’m still living in the happy memories of our wonderful Irish vacation. So, I’m sharing extra videos that we didn’t get to at the time. It was a great vacation. I have a lot of footage. This will go on for some time. Enjoy it with me, won’t you?
And by business, I mean the usual. Cleaning. Fixing problems. Waiting for it to warm up.
But, already, the change in color is an immediate thrill.
Until the chores and the bills and the replacing the thises and thats begin.
Elsewhere, this is the pentultimate week of classes, which means busy busy!
I’m still living in the happy memories of our wonderful Irish vacation. So, I’m sharing extra videos that we didn’t get to at the time. It was a great vacation. I have a lot of footage. This will go on for some time. Enjoy it with me, won’t you?
We made it up to 89 degrees today. In a highly variable spring, this feels like the signal day, the one that convinces you that spring is actually, ya know, going to stick this time. It could be the sweat, on the small of your back. It could be that the sweat is telling you that this will probably turn right into summer. You’d like a nice long mild spring. You probably won’t get it. You’d definitely like this to happen before the second half of April.
That also means we’re in the final month of the semester, and boy, it feels like it. A nice warm, sunny, day like this, and we’re all ready to be outside already.
But first there was class. Today in Rituals and Traditions we talked about unhealthy ones. There’s a thing in Pittsburgh where people are stealing traffic cones and taking them into baseball games. It’s silly and probably fun, but also potentially dangerous and certainly theft. We also talked about sports where diet and weight issues create unhealthy rituals and problems for athletes, and some of the people that emulate them. We discussed the running of the bulls in Pamplona. I discussed the old Aggie bonfire and a whole host of things at the University of Mississippi.
We touched on hazing, binge drinking, and the Indians, Braves, Chiefs, and Redskins. We discussed the Seminoles earlier in the semester, and someone brought them up as a sort of contradiction today, which was great. Florida State makes a great effort to work with the local Seminole tribe and treat their imagery and representation with authenticity and honor. But not all of the Seminole approve. You’ll never get universal acceptance, and this is an important consideration. And so is your thinking and your receptivity to different stakeholders, and what you need to be mindful of, prepared for, and what it means to work through perceptions and circumstances that aren’t good for your team, your fans, or your league.
In Criticism we watched Slaying the Badger. This is a documentary about the 1989 Tour De France, one of the greatest editions of the modern race. I picked this because we have recently watched a football documentary and a basketball documentary, and there’s a lot to learn about watching something in a sport you don’t know very well. It says something about what we perceive, what we lose, and how we learn. Plus, it’s just a great story full of real and human drama.
This documentary lets you talk about multiple perspectives and different sides of stories, who’s here and who is not, and the effect of time, memory, and recollection. Also, it is a great film.
I’m buying the book and reading it this summer, finally.
I’m going to do a lot of reading this summer. That’s what I’ve decided this spring. First I have to finish catching up on everything. Or catch up on finishing everything. And also keep up on everything. And do the other things. It’s a lot to think about.
Which is what I thought about on the bike today. Good thing, too, since this was this week’s Worst Ride Ever™️. I didn’t know it when I started out, standing there staring at the wild almond.
I didn’t know it here, at the dogwood.
I was starting to figure it out around this tractor, though.
Here’s my shadow selfie. I think my shadow knew all along.
Same tractor, on the way back in.
And then the last little bit of road on the way back in.
This week’s Worst Ride Ever™️ was still (a very slow) 73 minutes on the bike.
I’m still living in the happy memories of our wonderful Irish vacation. So, I’m sharing extra videos that we didn’t get to at the time. It was a great vacation. I have a lot of footage. This will go on for some time. Enjoy it with me, won’t you?
Today was the first day since February 23rd that I haven’t had a bunch of stuff on my calendar. I have been running five calendars since about that same time, and I checked them all, in disbelief, to make sure there was nothing doing today.
This meant that I spent a few hours grading, a few more hours working on a brand new lecture, and a little more time watching a documentary. I have, this week, been answering the last 48 questions poised in my online class. Across the semester they are tasked with reading various articles and chapters. In these six assignments they must make annotations. There’s a certain formula we employ. One element of the formula is to ask a question that the reading has inspired. I figure, since I’ve instructed them to ask I should try to answer the questions. This is a lot of fun. For one thing, you see the wide range of ways that students are thinking about the reading. For another thing, you can challenge yourself to write interesting and creative things. For still a third thing, you can try to predict questions that will come up a lot, and thus create some form answers. The downside to this, and it’s not really a downside, is that it is time intensive.
The good news is, this was the sixth and final annotation of the semester. This also means that the big project is boring down upon us. Feedback there matters a great deal, over the stage process, and that is certainly time intensive.
I have been working on a lecture today about unhealthy traditions. The challenge here is going to be in trying to sound neither obvious, nor a hallway monitor.
And tomorrow I’m screening a documentary that’s a little too long, so I have to find parts to cut out of it, for time. It’s not as easy as skipping the beginning or cutting the end. You have to make some deliberate choices, hopefully, without losing too much context.
And that is what I did on the first day when I didn’t have anything to do.
Also, I went for a bike ride. It’s still early enough in the outdoor part of the year that this feels hole-in-corner. And my lovely bride is out of town at a conference, so I was riding on my own, which felt even sneakier, somehow.
That’s how it felt, for a little over an hour. And down this road I flew.
It was tee-hee sneaky version of the feeling. The “I can’t believe I’m getting away with this” style.
If it somehow makes it feel appropriate, I didn’t go out until after hours. And I only got above 30 mph three times.
I’m still living in the happy memories of our wonderful Irish vacation. So, I’m sharing extra videos that we didn’t get to at the time. It was a great vacation. I have a lot of footage. This will go on for some time. Enjoy it with me, won’t you?
https://www.kennysmith.org/wordpress/blog/2026/03/17/cuan-na-haisleime-and-keem-bay/”>This is Keem Bay.
A bright and warm and sunny spring day. The sort of day you should have. The sort of spring day you definitely want. The kind of day that, darn it, you deserve after a long hard winter. The things growing outside know it. They know it best of all. I just stood in the window and looked at the snow, this thing was under it for weeks.
So my only problem here is that I feel this blooming beauty deserves a lot more admiration, and a lot more time, than I can afford to give it at the moment. Blooming things should capture our imagination and attention. They certainly shouldn’t be a mere backdrop, a brief bit of mother nature’s colorful palette ignored for the moment, dismissed for the day, unappreciated because we’re busy.
There’s a lot to do during the blooming period, a clumsy scheduling error that occurs every year, and that’s a first world problem.
Which sounds like I want to do a lot of horticulture; I just want to look at the flowers.
If you start at the URL logo in the bottom corner and let your eyes move up the image you’ll see an airliner flying over. Hear it, fetch the phone, open the camera app, find it in the sky, talk about it here. A lovely way to spend a moment outdoors …
… when you’re not admiring the flowers.
In Rits and Trads we talked about youth sports today. Sportsing: what’s the point? Students are always interested in talking about youth sports, because most of them played something, and because travel ball is ludicrous, but kids are great.
Youth sports, we say, helps teach interpersonal skills, helps us learn how to follow rules, participate with others, respect teammates and opponents, and so on. I like to talk about my favorite coach, who wasn’t the best coach, but was determined to teach us more about those things than the game. Since most of us have a very finite window as athletes, that just seems like a good idea. Teach me how to be a better me.
And that let me talk about social identity theory (Tajfel & Turner, 1979) and constructivism learning theory (Piaget, 1964) (and others) and social learning theory, (Bandura, 1977).
Sometimes we are what we see, and social learning theory talks about that.
Of course I put in a cycling video. Paris-Roubaix was just Sunday, it was an all-timer, and someone is out there reproducing the race with their kids. This is remarkably faithful to the actual race.
And we talked a bit about representation. It seemed pertinent since we get that conversation most around the Olympics and thisw was an Olympic year. This video, then, was a cute no brainer.
I showed other videos, too. A friend of mine coaches youth soccer and he has the parents of the two teams form a tunnel and the two teams run through it at the end of the game. He says that by the end of that the kids can’t even remember the score of the game. They’re just having a good time. I showed several things like that. And then we talked about the rituals and traditions in youth sports. The one that no one thought of was senior night.
The answer to that question has traditionally been easy for MLB umpires: A strike is whatever I say it is.
However, amid the introduction of the automated ball-strike challenge system, highly experienced former MLB umps are critical of baseball’s newest technology.
Citing their own observations and conversations with those currently still in the job, the consistent criticism has been simple: What’s a ball and what’s a strike has changed, and they don’t know how, exactly, to call it.
That allowed us to talk, among other things, about who is included in a story, who is not, and why those things might happen.
After class I beat it back home, and to the bike shop. We’d checked our bikes in for an annual tune-up. Mine was about three years overdue. Tune-ups aren’t expensive, but add-ons are. My lovely bride needed new tires and instead of just ordering them and replacing them myself, our friend the bike guy mechanic did it for us. He slapped on the most expensive tires on the market. These things are interwoven with cash money, they have to be.
I told him I’m probably going to go on the market for a new bike this summer. He told me where to shop. A lot of the smaller shops, like his, have been cut out of the roadie market. It’s a square-footage vs. manufacturer demands vs. ROI issue. He has a small shop. The big four bike manufacturers want you to buy a certain number of machines from them (basically on spec) and then sell them. But bikes don’t constantly fly off the shelves, so the store might have to buy 15 or 20 bikes and hope they can sell them. And that’s all a huge risk, or maybe untenable. Here is a sport built on local culture and the source of the equipment is flirting with driving the locals entirely out of business. My guy said I should go over to this other bike shop and get in some test rides, because I want to try different things out. The guy told me to go to his competitor. I suppose, considering how the industry is changing under his feet, that other store isn’t his competition anymore. And this is how manufacturers are marginalizing and creating vulnerabilities in the best ambassadors their industry has.
So I suppose, this June, I’ll be doing that. Maybe, if I do it right, I can be gripped by paralysis by analysis and not buy a new bike at all.
I’m still living in the happy memories of our wonderful Irish vacation. So, I’m sharing extra videos that we didn’t get to at the time. It was a great vacation. I have a lot of footage. This will go on for some time. Enjoy this close encounter with the roadside sheep with me, won’t you?
Ya know, we have some neighbors that have two small sheep herds. They don’t let them roam around, and we’re all the lesser for it.
