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7
Oct 15

The perfect cuisine idea

Over the weekend we met friends for brunch. I had the chicken and waffle. It looks pretty good, don’t you think?

chicken

I remember when I was young and was introduced to the concept of breakfast-for-dinner, an altogether too rare event. But that’s a different complaint. The thing I’m wondering about today is ‘Why isn’t brunch a meal we have at other times of day?’

I’m creating a petition.

Today there was class. And I did a podcast. I shot some video.

I got in an casual 1,300 yards in the pool. I feel like I’m at a pretty good spot in the pool just now. Then I took a deep breath and jogged out an easy two miles on the indoor track.

That last paragraph reads a lot more awesome than it really is. In the spirit of full disclosure, I am fairly slow.

After all of that there was a critique meeting. Wednesday nights never stop impressing me. Here are a group of people who were in the newsroom into the wee hours this morning and they are spending their free time looking at work they’ve already done in the hopes of doing it even better the next time around.

You have to respect that. I just wish I knew more jokes to entertain them with as it was going on. They deserve the respect and good humor.

I do not know what is happening. / photo / podcast / running / swimming / Tuesday — Comments Off on Your regular old Tuesday
29
Sep 15

Your regular old Tuesday

Maybe you’ve heard that the governor and his wife are going through a divorce. And the two sides have asked for, and the judge had sealed, the paperwork. This is unusual in Alabama, and not especially a good thing considering the details. Bob Sims, who is the editor of The Anniston Star, discusses those details, right here:

It was a peculiar set of now-remedied circumstances.

Newspaper tonight, 3,000 yard swim and a 3.1 mile run, too. And in between, these scary things:

starwars

Just in time for you to not buy them for Halloween. The Star Wars licensing people are getting a little loose with their standards. The Yoda doesn’t even stand up on its own.

starwars

It is going to be a long slog through merchandise until the movie is released in December, isn’t it?

football / I do not know what is happening. / Monday / photo / running / Twitter / video — Comments Off on Used to walk down it; now I run up it
28
Sep 15

Used to walk down it; now I run up it

I had a nice eight-mile run this weekend. Eight miles isn’t a lot, maybe, but it is a big number for me. This is only the second time I’ve run that far on purpose. I’m pleased with how it all worked, except for my overall time. I’m pretty slow, you see. Anyway, it gave me views like this, views I normally see on my bicycle:

field

This is not a view I normally see on my bike, because I don’t care for it. It is one of the bigger hills around, and it feels a little more severe on your legs than it does through a windshield or a computer monitor. I’ve shattered myself on this hill every time I’ve been up it on my bike. But I ran up it Saturday:

field

I do not know what is happening.

This isn’t the first one of these that you’ve seen, probably. It is a football celebration shot by both the school’s staff, but also their fans. It won’t be the last video you see like this. Storytelling is now a collaborative endeavor.

Sometimes you see stories of young people and think, ‘These leaders of tomorrow have it figured out.’ In grief, high school athletes show us the healing power of sportsmanship:

For those that are unaware, last year’s game between Davidson High School and Charles Henderson High School was marred by the death of a Charles Henderson High School student – Demario Harris. Demario died after sustaining an injury during the game between the two schools.

[…]

This brings us to this week and the events that took place. Throughout the week the students at Davidson High School have been selling orange shirts with the number 10 and Demario Harris’ name on it – which all of the band had on underneath their uniforms. The school purchased a plaque to present to Coach Brad McCoy and the players of Charles Henderson High School. There was a moment of silence for Demario and prayer for his family and community that are still grieving. None of which was expected of Davidson to do, nor were they obligated to do. Not to mention, it was homecoming week and the homecoming game.

And, I suppose, that is how you make the most of something that no high school kid should have to experience. And that’s a shame that had to come their way, but good for them, and the people around them.

Said goodbye to my in-laws today. They came in late last week. We took them to see the raptors, to see a football game, hosted a nice little party and a fancy dinner one night.

Also, we did this:

field

Lovely time.

history / I do not know what is happening. / photo / podcast / running / swimming / Thursday — Comments Off on Jogging achievement unlocked
17
Sep 15

Jogging achievement unlocked

I ran 10 miles today, he said nonchalantly.

And, in both of those phrases, I do not know what is happening.

I also swam 3,000 yards. So I’m tired, sure. But it feels great, too. That’s all unexpected, but then I took a rest day, no exercise, earlier this week and at one point I didn’t think one day would do the trick, but by the end of the evening I was ready to get back to it. I wonder how long I can keep all this up. Not long enough.

I found this on campus during my run today:

MIllerWire

Miller Wire Works …

was founded on April 1, 1949 by Charles E. Miller and is now into its third generation of family ownership. Originally employing three men, it now operates with 55 highly skilled workers. Present facilities include offices, two manufacturing plants and a machine shop consisting of 78,000 square feet.

They’re still in wire, and they’ve been working in polyurethane since the 1980s. I believe that campus building was built in the late 1960s, but I couldn’t say when the door went in.

Miller is far too common a name to ask Google to scare up anything definitive.

Here’s something to know for sure: I want to be this guy when I grow up. Peaking at ninety:

Richard Dreselly first hiked to the top of Mt. Washington in New Hampshire in 1941. He has since hiked the 6288 foot summit seventeen times. Now at 90, he climbed for what he says will be his last time. Globe photographer John Tlumacki captured his three day arduous journey amid the stunning mountain views.

Here’s the full story that goes with that photo gallery.

And a podcast with my old friend Chadd. He’s talking about what it takes to be an athletic director in college sports.

football / I do not know what is happening. / photo / running / Samford / Wednesday — Comments Off on The paper, a panorama, a pared piece of perspiration
9
Sep 15

The paper, a panorama, a pared piece of perspiration

I forgot to include this the other day. I took this picture during my Monday ride, when I was happily headed up the wrong road to somewhere I hadn’t intended to visit. Every now and then I find some place where the topography and the surroundings can trick you, offering this weird feeling that you’re on the top of the world.

This was one of those place. I figured a panorama would be an appropriate way to try to capture a small bit of the feeling.

Panorama

Click to embiggen, and then add this sensation to the list of things a simple photograph can’t convey. And let us also acknowledge how weird that entire premise is considering you’re at about 700 feet above sea level if you’re standing on that road side. Weird, I know, but it happens.

Today:

This is a first issue and, as first issues go it is pretty nice. We had our weekly critique meeting this evening and if this is their starting point, I told them that I think they’ll be pleased with where they wind up this year.

It stormed here again today, a big, loud, angry, demonstrative thing. I wanted to go have a big run, but the lightning was in the way. So I went to the gym, where there is an elevated indoor track. Only the football team had taken over that gym because of the storm. Some of their gyms were using part of the track. So I sat and watched them for a while.

There’s only so much you can do in terms of football practice on a basketball court, it turns out. But the coaches kept their spirits high and the players focused and they had some walk throughs and practiced some specific scenarios that they expect to encounter down the line. At the end of it all they huddled together and the head coach, Chris Hatcher, told the team how many lightning strikes were in the area. I’d like to look up that National Weather Service number for myself.

Then I ran two miles, thinking this part of life has gotten a little odd. “Two miles is a disappointment. Oh well, make up for it tomorrow.” And then realize, I’m looking forward to that.

I do not know what is happening.

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