Wednesday


26
Apr 17

Ouch

I am wearing an ice pack on my shin. You’d think — I thought as I knelt on the ground in a serious kind of pain — that all of those years of soccer and all of those many times of slide tackling opponents, and being tackled myself, that my shins would have calcified nicely. But, as I tried very hard to keep my composure in front of a room full of people, that is not the case.

I walked through a metal chair and it caught me on the inside of the shin bone striking about nine inches of my leg. Perhaps it separated bone from muscle, I had a vision of that in my head, anyway, to accompany the first initial white hot pain. And then before the stride was through, before the natural swing of my hip had taken its course and placed my foot in proximity to the ground and gravity reasserted itself, I stepped through another chair, this time hitting the outside of the same shin.

So I sat there on the ground, in some real pain, contemplating the two hours between then and getting some ice. And let me tell you, ice is good. Oddly, there is no bruising. So take that, devilish metal chair!

I’m sure I’ll be fine in a day or three.

Anyway. In the studio tonight, the last sports shows of the term.

Here’s the crew, relieved they can get back to studying for finals, I’m sure.

IUS-TV

I think they were going up a roller coaster here:

IUS-TV

One of the shows they shot tonight:

Not pictured, my ridiculous leg injury.


19
Apr 17

Happy IU Day

Today was IU Day, which is a big annual fundraising and general let’s create some magical moments and positive publicity day around here. Lovely time, beautiful, warm and sunny weather for it. Everyone was in a chipper mood, perhaps even more so than usual.

I checked in on a few podcasts and other recordings and got a button from a friend that works in the library:

I got to watch a bit of a documentary. I got some office work done. I spent the evening in the studio. The sports guys shot two shows. Here’s part of The Toss Up:

First, tonight, there were highlights and sports updates:

And then the talk show. They talked about whether high school athletes should be able to go pro in the major sports without a stop off in college.

Here’s a video they did afterward:

We have one more week and then they’ll be stressing over finals and dreaming about the summer. And I’ll have to find my own content somewhere else.


12
Apr 17

Today was a lesson in knowing things

One of those days that you don’t look out of the window until it is almost too late:

Isn’t that some kind of problem to have, not looking because you don’t know better — especially when you know better. Life teaches you so many things, and some of them you are just determined to learn over and over again. Until you finally do. Know better, that is.

Anyway, that’s the side of the newly christened Frances Morgan Swain Student Building as seen from the Media School. Swain became the wife of the ninth president of the university. She was also a math student, a suffragist and an advocate for more prominent roles and facilities for women on campus, including that one. She seems like an impressive woman.

In the next building over then, our building, tonight:

Sometimes, I have the chance to say something that I know to be true. In those rare moments, like one tonight, I realize I have learned basic things, earnest and true and important things. And sometimes you get to share those things, as advice, because you see the chance. Occasionally you do know.

It is a sports night:

We have less than 10 tapings left on the term. Time moves faster. You’d think it might ought to slow down, with the rest of us. But you know better.


5
Apr 17

Quick notes on the road

Out the door this afternoon and headed for the road. A usual song, but one I sing less these days, of course. Anyway, loaded up the car, opened the door, looked down:

Perhaps this is the week, then. Maybe it happened so gradually and suddenly that no one really noticed:

You know the “Remove all the pegs but one” game. The triangle shape of wood with 13 holes and the 12 tees. You take the tees off the board one by one, jumping to empty spots, jumping over tees as you would in checkers. The goal is to leave just one.

I have had a copy of this game for years, a long ago Christmas gift from my grandparents. As a kid, of course, I developed a sequence to leave one peg. I worked a good while on that. And it turns out that being able to do that took all of the fun out of the game. But I was the kid that figured out how to open safety gates rather than climb over them. I understood when Egon said, in Ghostbusters 2, that he had a Slinky once, but he straightened it. So, anyway, I have to try to remember to forget those steps to the peg game.

There’s another, unconventional, goal to the game. In this version you try to leave a tee in each corner. I don’t know if I’ve ever achieved that, mostly because by the time I had heard someone mentioned it I had learned not to create a series for it. I only play the game when it is on the table at a restaurant, anyway, which it was tonight. When I did this:

Leave five and you’re an “egg-no-ra-moose.” Leave six and you’re just no count, I suppose.

Tomorrow: Our actual drive, and other stuff.


29
Mar 17

And this is just the good stuff

Today was a 11-hour day, the sort of day where I had dinner after 10 p.m., the sort of day where you do a lot of little things that don’t show your work, but builds toward bigger things. Or that’s what I’m telling myself.

Here are some shows the IUS students have rolled out today and yesterday:

And the late show, which features two sets of guests, including the morning show hosts:

I’m told they’ll also be on the front page of the paper tomorrow, too.

One of the graphics used in a television studio:

Remember, yesterday, when I mentioned Roger Cohen? Here’s a podcast we recorded with him:

Tomorrow, another 10-hour-plus day!