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Round and Round
About four years ago (2009) I really had not been anywhere… mostly around the US and Mexico. I determined to change that and it looks like I have made some progress:
There is still a lot to see and do, but I start this new year happy with where I have been and thrilled with the new friends I have made. –http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0u8teXR8VE4
Once upon a time Bob Costas heard Bobby Knight quoting this poem:
“Experts ranked in serried rows
Fill the enormous plaza full
But only one is there who knows
And he’s the man who fights the bull.”
Usually when I’m in another town the AM dial is filled with news, traffic, or the aforementioned bad talk radio. While in Suffolk, VA I came across this nice surprise: an AM station that just plays comedy sketches. It seems they edit down to the best parts of longer sketches and play one comedian after the other. A wide variety of different styles, some folks I’ve never heard of… enjoyable to listen to. I might continue to listen online.
I am not going to write about politics.
I am not going to write about work.
I am not going to provide in-depth technology coverage.
I will write about things that catch my attention such as:
- “Journalists” getting a black eye…
- Or idiots getting another…
- Or cool things about language…
- Or things like the outrage with the VA cemetery…Or here (not real news)…
- Or other things from my travels…
Not that I am especially qualified to write about any of the above things; however, the universe of people who do read the things I am qualified to write about does not overlap with the universe of people most likely to read this. So, quite simply, I plan to keep this interesting.
Eleven years ago today, RS married me.
The conclusion of the ceremonies marked the beginning of several new Odysseys, but first let us review the sound pieces of marital advice I received:
- The good things get better, and the bad things get worse…
- From this point forward you choose: you may be happy or you may be right,
but you will never be both again…
- There’s a great future in plastics! Think about it. Will you think about it?
The advice was mostly good, and I’m really glad that is hasn’t Gotten Way Worse.
July 21st — a date many of us will remember — in 1969 Apollo 11 brought the first moon landing, and forty-two years later the Space Shuttle program ended. One of the announcers referred to the Shuttle as having inspired a generation. Did it really? The awesome, hardworking folks at NASA did amazing things; however, I have not considered the Shuttle program inspiring for the last two decades. Not through any creative fault at NASA, but rather from a lack of imagination on the part of our political leaders.
The Hubble and Mars Rovers were among many things that showed NASA at its best. I can not help but feel that if the political imagination had existed then all those things we expected of 2010 (moon base, Mars visit, etc.) would have come to pass. If outsourcing and Capitalism work out, then maybe we’ll have a better story to tell in 2020.
As the last remnant of the Space Race ends, we are at least getting a car that looks like The Jetsons. This 1350hp carbon fiber beauty is expected to set a new production speed record ~270 MPH. That’s cool. Although, I’m still partial to the Tesla Roadster. Its top speed of ~125 MPH is usually enough for me and even if you can’t own a Tesla, you can own their stock.
Dog bites man? Man bites dog? Newspaper man writes about newspapers. James O’Shea rose through the ranks to become Editor of the LA Times. He was shuffled out of his job and then wrote his tell-all book about the business: The Deal From Hell
O’Shea had a fantastic story full of interesting characters; sadly, he desperately needed an editor of his own. His book lacked focus and often became bogged down in tedious details and unnecessary repetition. I felt it was a real waste. I was deeply interested in this story and the problems facing today’s newspapers, and yet this author missed the mark.
An update on this: Why We Still Need Jouralism.