Tuesday


18
Mar 14

I need more Pearl puns

Hey, if you drive a high end car, the rules just don’t apply. Ask this guy, who has a sweet little Jaguar, which he parks wherever the heck he wants.

Jaguar

So that’s a Tuesday for you, then. My righteous indignation must be saved until the end of the day and finally expelled upon a guy who doesn’t understand the standard parking lot conventions by which the rest of the peasantry must abide.

On Bruce Pearl, the Auburn mood:

In one day Bruce Pearl brought more enthusiasm about basketball (Basketball? Basketball.) to Auburn than anyone since Chris Porter terrorized everyone. In one day Pearl stirred pretty much everyone, even if you didn’t have an emotional investment in basketball. It is really rather remarkable.

I wrote this for The War Eagle Reader:

He said “I’m baaaaaaaack.”

Jay Jacobs said “I just wish he had some personality.”

It took Bruce Pearl less than two minutes to point out Gus Malzahn at Tuesday night’s press conference in Auburn Arena introducing him as Auburn’s new basketball coach . It took him 17 minutes to get around to his wife. In between he talked about his son, his assistants and the need to have your family with you in life.

“Chances are you’re going to see me with my clothes on most of the time,” Pearl said, but that wasn’t the highlight of the night for a man seemingly full of highlights.

People keep asking — Is this real? Because right now, everything seems like a highlight from someone else’s dream. When you listened to the gathered crowd sing him

Happy Birthday, it was easy to wonder. Is this real? You could wonder, when he feigned a bit of “Aww shucks” and then directed the singalong before saying “How about if we make a deal? How about if we celebrate my birthday at the tournament next year?” It was easy to wonder. Is this real?

And when Jay Jacobs, caught up in the spirit of the thing, took a shot at the media, it was easy to wonder. When the crowd chanted for Gus, and you realized: these might be high water times in the athletic department, you could wonder, is this real?

Pearl vowed his team would work hard. He said they wouldn’t be fun to play against. He reveled in the crowd’s adoration. He glowed when he mentioned his contract. He made a joke about whether he could teach a class on ethics. The high-energy pizza provider, the salesman, so pleased to step back into the game he loved said, yep, this is real. And real, now, not next year. Pearl made a point of that: “The players will not hear me say ‘When we get our own players.’ Those are my players, right there, and I’m their coach.”

The highlight of the night was perhaps when he said to the crowd and cameras that he is mindful, “as a coach and even as a father … I let a lot of people down … and so that’s why I still walk around with pain.”

As he talked about how he has found “this part of the country to be a part of the country that offers grace,” you might have found a different side to the high-energy, enthusiastic, Personality of Pearl.

It is hard to imagine Sonny Smith or Tommy Joe Eagles or Cliff Ellis running into a thundering mass of students and fans on the airport tarmac. But Bruce Pearl is saying to anyone who will listen that he is grateful and that he has been humbled. To Auburn folks, that seems real.

And you remember: Auburn loves a comeback. And they’ve got their next feature performer. That’s real.

And then I wrote this:

Things to read … are just quick links this time. Just because I didn’t write 1,600 words on them (like yesterday) doesn’t mean they aren’t worth your while. Do check some of them out:

This Is The Most Plausible Theory For The Plane’s Disappearance We’ve Heard Yet …

Handing Over the Keys to the Internet

NSA surveillance program reaches ‘into the past’ to retrieve, replay phone calls

24 to receive Medal of Honor today at the White House

Ukrainian soldier killed as troops storm Simferopol base

Alabama’s sales tax rates among highest nationwide

Physicist rejoices as he learns his Big Bang theory is correct

For some retail brands, lifetime guarantees never went out of fashion


11
Mar 14

Signs of spring, finally

This little bush in our side yard always seems to have the first blooms. They showed up last week, finally. I thought it’d be nice to show them off, finally.

flowers

Two trees on campus, that I drive and walk past every day, have turned into lovely lavender explosions. Everything is about to surge forward. Spring, finally.

My swim was much better this evening, thanks for asking. I swam 2,000 yards. That’s 1.14 miles to you and me. I’m pretty sure I’ve consciously gotten into my car and deliberately driven it a shorter distance. It isn’t fast, or especially pretty, but there’s distance, and I don’t feel bad during it. Except for being constantly winded.

I’m told this is because I don’t know how to breathe. I’m beginning to believe that.

Things to read … because we want to believe everything we read.

With a new newsfeed, Facebook is getting ready to go Pay-for-Play includes some thoughtful tips and interesting links.

Alabama offering free photo IDs to vote

Perhaps you heard about the body found in Michigan. Today there’s a new angle on that story. Voting Records Raise Questions After Mummified Body Found:

The body found last Wednesday in Pontiac is that of Pia Farrenkopf — according to her sister, Paula Logan. Authorities investigating the case haven’t released her name, but they have said that the woman apparently died in 2008 at the age of 49.

According to a report in the Detroit Free Press, records show Farrenkopf as voting in the November 2010 gubernatorial election. Officials say, however, that it may represent an administrative error. Oakland County Sheriff Mike Bouchard says the information must be checked out.

Whoops.

Also in Michigan, 82-year-old protects family, attacks home intruder with hammer to head:

Officers found the 33-year-old male suspect in the living room with blood dripping from his head.

The 82-year-old victim, George Bradford, who was inside the home, struck the suspect with the hammer in an effort to protect his family. George says his mother was in an upstairs unit and that he’s owned the duplex on Whitfield since 1968.

I don’t know about you, but I always enjoy when the aggressor is the one who gets hurt and the victim is the person with the hammer.

Weird headline of the week: Missing woman unwittingly joins search party looking for herself . And, remember, the week also includes that ridiculous story about the Oregon man who called 911 on his cat.

Ahh, educators. Fond du Lac students protest censorship mandate for school publication:

The piece features stories of three rape victims. Their names have been changed in the story.

On Monday Fond du Lac High School Principal Jon Wiltzius told journalism classes new school guidelines require that all stories meet his approval before publication and are subject to rejection.

“This is a reasonable expectation,” Wiltzius said. “My job is to oversee the global impact of everything that occurs within our school and I have to ensure I am representing everyone and there was some questionable content.”

Here’s a rule of thumb: If someone can fairly say you have a rape culture on your campus and you’re talking about how everyone is represented and you are questioning content, it is possibly possible that you are asking the wrong questions.

What will digital life look like in a decade? Some predictions, from the optimistic to mind control:

Tomorrow marks the 25th anniversary of Tim Berners-Lee’s initial proposal for what would become the World Wide Web. Think about how different media and technology were in 1989 from today. Now imagine how different things might look at a year that sounded like science fiction not that long ago: 2025.

And, now, Kevin Bacon:

You can’t just swipe away the hurt. Also, the Soviets had nukes for a lot longer than 20 years. Or maybe they ran out after nuking Bacon’s friends.


4
Mar 14

Happy Fat Tuesday

There was beans and rice and gumbo — sans the okra, so it wasn’t actually gumbo, but good nevertheless — and there were beads and king cake and some weird jello dessert on hand today.

People dressed up. Or at least put on masks.

I declined the king cake. I don’t like king cake. Came as a surprise to me, too. And I don’t think I’ve had jello as an adult. I’m saving up for a rainy day. I did have some fried okra on the side, however.

And then this evening I ran a 10K. I sprinted some. I can’t feel the lower half of my legs just now.

I built a training regimen that will surely be difficult to stick with in one way or another, but if I want to do triathlons this year I have to get in something approaching a reasonable condition. The good news is that I have the base stuff covered. The bad news is that, eventually, the Saturday “run nine miles” day will at some point become something closer to routine rather than a big deal.

I do not know what is happening.

Maybe I should wear a mask, so no one will see me in pain.

Things to read … the all-link edition! There is something for everyone, I’m sure. Enjoy!

American Adults: Internet as Essential as Cell Phones

Two-thirds of 18-34s use online radio

Why Apple chose Tumblr for its social media debut

Under Russian flag, Kalashnikov-armed checkpoints come to Ukraine

Gov. Robert Bentley joins other state leaders in calling for reversal of proposed National Guard cut

FCC scraps study of newsrooms

Which Alabama public officials bought Auburn football tickets in 2013?

Kristi’s advice for students pursuing a career in sports

1 in 10 Americans think HTML is an STD, study finds

Runners detour race to thank 95-year-old World War II veteran

And, finally, this newly released video from my friend Nathan Troost, whom I wrote about here last week. Terrific story, sharp storytelling. It is worth six minutes of your time.

HOPE+ Sisterhood from Lantern Vision on Vimeo.

Nathan says it is his calling. I’ve seen enough of his work to think he heard correctly. Check out more from Lantern Vision.

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18
Feb 14

Heavier than a Hoover running back

Beautiful day. Just a lovely experience outside. Hope you took a few minutes to wander around in it in wonder. It is almost as if this wasn’t happening just a few days ago:

That was on the Daily Mountain Eagle Twitter account, which is a parody of a rural community in the name of a legitimate newspaper. And that video is, as you might have noticed, hypnotic.

Pulling magazines, I gave myself a massive paper cut on the tip of my index finger. I have now legitimately bled for print media. I don’t even work on that magazine.

Things to read … because people have occasionally bled for the things they produce for us. Not always, thankfully, but it has happened.

Journalist sues police who investigated his use of a drone:

A photographer for WFSB-TV in Hartford, Conn., filed a suit against the Hartford Police Department in U.S. District Court Tuesday, claiming a police officer demanded his employer discipline him after he flew a drone over an accident scene.

In his suit, Pedro Rivera says he was off work on Feb. 1 when he heard about an accident. Once he got to the scene, he flew a drone over it to “record visual images,” the suit says. Police “surrounded the plaintiff, demanded his identification card, and asked him questions about what he was doing,” the suit says. “The plaintiff did not feel as though he were free to leave during the course of this questioning.”

A police sergeant who wrote a report of the incident “expressed concern that flying a drone over the scene might compromise the integrity of the scene and the ‘privacy of the victim’s body.’”

For all of the things that the Olympics are, and aren’t, the visuals are always stunning. The photographers are terrific. The Inside Story of How Olympic Photographers Get Such Stunning Images:

Every single moment of the Sochi Olympics is documented in minute detail. Here’s how the AP and Getty Images, two of the biggest photo agencies on the scene, get their incredible photos from the Olympics to the United States, faster than you can microwave a bag of popcorn.

This past Tuesday in Sochi, American snowboarder and defending gold medalist Shaun White attempted a double cork as his third trick during his run in the men’s halfpipe final, a last-ditch to improve his score. He bungled it, landing on the edge of the pipe, and nearly taking a massive fall.

White came in fourth and walked away without a medal in his best event. But the moment led to one of the most memorable shots of the Olympics so far. Some of the best sports photographers in the world captured the violence and drama of the split-second impact better than any video could. White’s board, looking like it might snap in half. The American flag bandana startled out of place. White’s mouth agape at the shock from the impact. This is what it looks like when you fail to defend your gold medal.

Yesterday everyone said the notorious Bode Miller interview on NBC “went too far.” Miller disagrees. Bode Miller Supports Christin Cooper After Interview Leaves Him in Tears:

NBC Sports released a statement to several news outlets, saying, “Our intent was to convey the emotion that Bode Miller was feeling after winning his bronze medal. We understand how some viewers thought the line of questioning went too far, but it was our judgment that his answers were a necessary part of the story. We’re gratified that Bode has been publicly supportive of Christin Cooper and the overall interview.”

In an interview with Matt Lauer Monday on Today, Miller reiterated his support of Cooper.

“I’ve known Christin a long time. She’s a sweetheart of a person. I know she didn’t mean to push,” he said. “I don’t blame her at all.”

It wasn’t too much. It was awkward. And it was unnecessarily long. Remember, that interview, like almost everything else in these Games, was canned.

Closer to home. Vestavia Hills defensive back tackles purse snatcher at the Summit shopping center:

Hilburn, an 18-year-old free safety, went to the shopping center on President’s Day with his brother and father to buy a new suit. As they got out of the car, they spotted a man running through the parking lot carrying a purse. It wasn’t hard to tell something was amiss.

“My dad said, ‘Nicholas, go get him,”’ he said. He didn’t have to tell his son twice.

“I kind of thought about it for a second and looked at his hands to make sure he didn’t have a knife,” Hilburn said. “After that, I didn’t think much about it. I ran and I tackled him. I put a knee in his neck and his face in the ground.”

Only one thought really went through is head, Hilburn said. “When I got him in the air- I kinda body slammed him- and I thought he was a lot lighter than a Hoover running back.”

Wonder how that played with the rest of the family when they heard what the father said.

Farmers Worry About Sharing Big Data:

Purdue University agronomist, Bruce Erickson, says even with all the precision technology, there’s a lot of trial and error on the farm right now. The answers would be clearer if farmers pooled their results.

“We mine the information from farmers’ fields sort of like Google mines information from our mouse clicks and Walmart mines from when we purchase certain products,” Erickson said.

That would be a treasure trove for seed companies. It could help speed up research and establish a track record for new seed varieties.

“People are thinking whole farms could be our research plot versus doing a specific study in a corner of a farm,” Erickson said.

[…]

But that’s where the Information Age gets bogged down in the nitty-gritty.

If their data is sold, will farmers get a cut? What if there’s a security breach like at Target? Those concerns are enough for many farmers to keep their data between themselves and close advisors.

Even the farm is turning into an IBM commercial. Interesting times.


11
Feb 14

I’d really rather not talk about the weather

Another day closer to the weather and we’re coming to the realization that it’ll hit us but good.

There are some things we have to keep in mind about winter in the South. First, it is hard to forecast. This is a dynamic region and the one-two punch we’re getting this week has major elements coming from the west, down from the north and up from the Gulf of Mexico. The forecast models change almost by the hour.

Meteorologists are more than happy to share those long-range models and, I’m half-convinced, they just confuse people who really shouldn’t be confused about winter weather.

Also, it isn’t the snow that’s the problem. Except when it is. Our snow is usually wet. And what often happens is the snow melts, the temperature drops and then we have great sheets of ice over everything. You drive on that.

You drive on that, because I’m staying inside.

And all of that may happen again this week. Most of the worst of it, right now, seems to be aiming for Georgia and the Carolinas. But we’ll have plenty, thanks.

Already the weather has canceled the student newspaper this week. It is due out tomorrow, but the printer is to our north, and they are expecting to get walloped. So on and on the fun goes.

To take our minds off that fun, here’s a shot of Allie, The Black Cat, sunbathing on Sunday:

Allie

That afternoon we decided, hey, it is a beautiful day, let’s run a sprint triathlon.

So we went to the pool. I had my new goggles and we swam our 650 yards. I started out too fast, which was a paradoxical decision as I am slow in the pool. And so I suffered with that for a while. I figured I would redeem myself on the bicycle, where I thought I would be able to hammer it a bit. So down the big hill and up the smaller, other side. Around part of the bypass, up another hill through campus. I got stopped at a red light, turned around and there was The Yankee. I was sure she would be nowhere to be found, but she was having a great ride.

Up through an old neighborhood, hang a left and then a right. I took a road I don’t think I’ve ever pedaled on before, but a road where we once looked at two houses. I finished the 14-mile route just a minute or two before she did, but she also caught a light I did not.

So I guess I’ll have to win in the run. We ran the first half of our 5K together, because it wasn’t a race. It was a beautiful, glorious, day for an hour and change outside, in shorts and t-shirts, in the sunshine.

We ran a sprint triathlon on a whim, making us those people. Last summer I did three of them, suffering and struggling and dreading them and only enjoying them after they were over — enjoying the knowledge that I’d completed them. (For this I get to thank Bud Frankenthaler, who two years ago I watched finishing a triathlon at the age of 79. If he could do it, the rest of us don’t have a lot of excuses, right? Thanks Mr. Frankenthaler. He will probably outpace me somewhere this year, too.) Today there were no bib numbers, no massage table, no timing chips. We did it for fun. Had a great time, too. I want to do it again. Let’s go next weekend.

I do not know what is happening.

Tomorrow we’ll have snow.

Things to read … because links will keep us all warm.

These are just the links, enjoy clicking through the ones that interest you.

Writing headlines that get clicks

IndyStar staffers read your mean comments

Drone use highlights questions for journalists

First Listen: St. Paul And The Broken Bones, ‘Half The City’ — This is a good band, a local group, that’s about to make it big. Some of the musicians are from Samford, too.

And now I’m going to go buy things on the Internet. Who delivers milk and bread?