Tuesday


27
Sep 16

Now open for bizy-ness

Today was the official grand opening of Franklin Hall. The president of the university spoke. Everyone wore their regalia. They conferred an honorary degree upon Fox broadcaster and IU alumnus Joe Buck. We put him on the big screen:

Buck is a funny guy, and thoughtful and was highly complimentary of the facility they’ve put together here. He should be. The place is nice. He said, and I’ll surely steal his line and quote him later, that he works in all the best studios in New York and L.A. and the broadcast setup here is as nice as any place he goes. He’s not wrong. They’ve built something really promising here. And, now, a quick glimpse of the studio that I shot today before we welcomed the open house tours:

This is Ken Beckley:

He is a journalism grad. He became a successful anchor in Indianapolis and then a business executive and now a well-regarded author. Very nice man. He and his wife, Audrey, who is also an IU grad, donated to the renovation of Franklin Hall and now the studio carries their name. This is the first time, I believe, that Mr. Beckley had seen the finished product. He was quite pleased. A friend of his asked him to go stand at the green screen. He said he never had before. But he enjoyed it. Even the old pros enjoy the novelty of the green screen.

And then, after the open house, and after I got to demonstrate the virtual reality set up in the video game lab downstairs — yes, we have all of that here, too, and it is equally incredible — we got to start doing some production training with the IUS-TV crew:

It was 6:30 on a Tuesday night and they walked in and stayed for about 90 minutes. People in student media can be some kind of devoted. That never fails to impress me.


20
Sep 16

Ernie told me so

Every time I walk by the Ernie Pyle statue I can’t help but sneak a peek at the platen and type guide:

This is going to be a good story.


13
Sep 16

Just as a frame of reference

That feeling when you are paying $1.27 a gallon.

We do miss Publix — a great deal — but that Kroger gas card isn’t a bad consolation prize.

At 7 p.m. I drove to the house in the barely thinking about a sunset hour.

That’s not too bad, either.


30
Aug 16

Say meow

She knows her time to show off is coming later this week, and she is ready for her closeup:

Allie

That’s right, Catember is upon us once again!

I found a store here that sells Milo’s, so I have that going for me:

IGA

The IGA is across the town, in the next little wide spot on the road. You go in there and it feels like old home week, rather than being just outside of a world class research institution. Most importantly, they have Milo’s. And, also, a clever bit of signage out front. Makes it look like you’re about to walk into a ranch with a barn A-frame with an old red Airstream parked out front.

But, you see, the “own” gets under the roof. Like it is a house or a home. Thoughtful design.

On an entirely unrelated note, do you know how many gallon jugs you can carry in just your two hands? I do.


16
Aug 16

Pedal harder

We had a 26-mile ride today. I forgot to take pictures:

Specialized Allez

So that’s the front fork of the bike in the house. Anyway, four categorized climbs, and I descended at 41.9 miles per hour.

I forgot to take pictures because I snuck off the front of the group in the first neighborhood. There are two stop signs through there and I figured someone would come catch me at the second one, at least, given that it has a weird little climb involved. But when I got there, I was still alone, and then I caught a break with oncoming traffic at the next two intersections.

By then I was off the front and apparently out of sight. I figured on some of those climbs someone would catch up, but it turns out most of them had forgotten about me. I rode the entire ride out front and by myself and made it back to the starting point all alone. I’m seldom ever strong enough for a good breakaway, but I guess the timing was right and the makeup of the group was all wrong to catch me. It was a great feeling. I’ll coast on that feeling for a good while, I’m sure.