Month: September 2013 (Page 2 of 2)

The Next Version

Well, it’s time.

It’s been almost two years since I’ve made any large changes to the blog.1 The itch to change has been bugging me and it’s finally time to scratch it. Over the next three days, I’ll be picking everything up and moving it to new servers, installing new software, and hopefully by Monday, all will be working as normal again.

As always, there’s no need for you to do anything. The address you have saved will remain the same. And if, for some strange reason, you choose not to read this post and come back next week, you may think all I’ve done is tweak the visual elements of the blog again.

But if you check in the interim, you may get a surprise. I don’t know exactly when I’ll make the switch, but at some point over the weekend you’ll likely get an error message if you attempt to access the site. No worries. It’ll all be back to normal soon. I promise.

I’ll save the lengthy explanation for why I’m making the move and what kind of changes you should expect for next week. In the meantime, we’ll skip a Friday Vid this week as I tear down the old and build up the new.

Wish me luck and have a terrific weekend.


  1. Not counting visual changes, obviously. I’ve done several of those during the roughly two years I’ve used Squarespace. 

Books

30 – VJ: The Unplugged Adventures of MTV’s First Wave![][image-1] – Nina Blackwood, Mark Goodman, Alan Hunter, and Martha Quinn with Gavin Edwards.
I knew before reading this, from the reviews, that it wasn’t considered to be nearly as good as I Want My MTV, the oral history of the glory days of MTV I read last year. But that didn’t mean I was going to skip this oral history of and by four of the five the original MTV VJ’s.1

It’s not nearly as complete as I Want My MTV, is a much quicker read, and at times comes across as self-serving. But there’s plenty of good trivia and anecdotes in it. Summer’s over, but this would be a fine book for a 40-something to think of next summer when the pools are open again.

31 – NOS4A2![][image-2] – Joe Hill.
I’ve read no author more in my life than Stephen King2. A quick glance tells me I’ve read at least 26 of his books over the years. Despite my love for King’s work, I’ve never sampled the output of the rest of his family. His wife Tabitha, and his sons Owen King and Joe Hill are each novelists. Nothing about their work ever drew me to it. Until I heard the buzz for Hill’s novel NOS4A2 over the summer. The word on the street was that Hill captured the spirit of some of his dad’s classic works, so I jumped in.

Good move. NOS4A2 indeed resembles some of Papa King’s most creepy novels. There are the kids with special powers. There are portals to parallel worlds, or at least through time to different places in our world. There are incidents of gory violence. And it all gets combined into a quest. Oh, and it’s a big, fat book that will occupy some time but have you turning pages, too.

But Hill does all this without ripping his dad off. There are certainly elements of his writing that feel familiar. But the voice is just different enough, tweaked just a bit from his father’s, that Hill can stand on his own. He’s not as polished as his dad, but the book is quite good.

The thing that really struck me about the book was reading it as a parent. I read most of King’s creepier books back when I was in college, or shortly thereafter. The creepy characters who preyed on kids were just creepy. But reading that kind of story as a father is a different experience. It was tough to make it through some sections without thinking about it being my girls who were threatened rather than some abstract, imaginary characters. Unsettling to be sure, but I think that’s kind of the point of horror writing: to sneak up behind you, yell “BOO!” and scare you a bit.

32 – The Orphan Master’s Son![][image-3] – Adam Johnson.

Each time I open a new book, whether it came recommended by someone else, I read glowing reviews of it online, or I just skimmed the back cover and it seemed interesting, I’m hoping I’ll be diving into an unforgettable book. One that I will love as I’m reading it, not want to end, and recall fondly after I’m done with it. Being entertained is the primary goal. But I always want it to be a classic.

And here we have a classic. It is a book that, in many, many ways, reminded me of The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay![][image-4], one of my all-time favorites. Like Kavaier and Clay it is sprawling, both in time and in the range of its main character’s life. It centers on Pak Jun Do, a North Korean boy who believes that, unlike the other boys at his orphanage, he has a father, the master of the orphanage. That belief gives him the power to escape the orphanage which kills so many of the boys he grows up with.

Through talent, circumstance, luck, and simple twist of fate, he zig-zags through life, graduating from the orphanage to digging tunnels to South Korea. Then, he is recruited to kidnap unsuspecting civilians from isolated Japanese beaches. Next, he moves on to work as an intelligence officer, monitoring the world’s radio bands from a fishing trawler. After earning Hero of the State status on the boat, he joins a diplomatic mission to the United States, where he meets with CIA operatives and a US Senator. When that mission fails to bring home what Dear Leader Kim Jong Il requires, he is sent to North Korea’s most notorious labor camp. But there he bests Kim Jong Il’s chief rival in combat, escapes, and takes his vanquished’s identity, wife and children as his own. Finally, he sacrifices his own freedom and life so that others can be free.

There’s nothing small about the book. But as Michael Chabon did with Kavalier and Clay, Johnson makes every bit of The Orphan Master’s Son engaging and memorable. It’s brilliantly written. Setting a story in a closed society is both a blessing and a curse. Johnson is free to make his North Korea however he wishes, since we know next to nothing about what goes on there. But the highly militarized, regimented, and pathetically poor society also makes it difficult to go too big when creating the fictional North Korea. I love Johnson’s choices, though. Much of the book has a lightness which was unexpected. And the characters don’t talk like stilted, stereotypical Asians. They talk just as we Westerners do. These are normal people who are sarcastic, cynical, understand the world they live in, and full of life. And I love the three narrator approach, especially the one which is a serialization of key elements of our story that are being broadcast to every North Korean.

This is a beautiful, funny, heart-breaking, and absolutely brilliant book. It is no wonder that it won the Pulitzer Price for best fiction. It’s now in my pantheon of favorite books.


  1. J.J. Jackson died in 2004. His voice is here, though, through pulls from interviews he did before his death. 
  2. OK, Dr. Seus might top King. And maybe Franklin W. Dixon. But I’m talking about adult novelists here. 

Boston

Sorry for the delay on the Boston trip wrap-up. But Mondays are S.’s day off and we did what any married couple who has a morning alone without the kids would do. That’s right, we went through each room in our house and…picked up every damn toy, which we then put in a huge pile in our basement and methodically went through, throwing away the ones with jacked up or missing parts, putting dozens of others into a donation pile, and only keeping the stuff that was still age-appropriate or that we knew we couldn’t get away with throwing away. We still have too many toys, but they are much more manageable than they were a day ago. And we got most of it done before the girls were home, so there was minimal whining and complaining about what was pitched.

Anyway, on to the Boston breakdown…


All-in-all, a terrific long weekend in Boston.

We flew in Thursday night and stayed near the hotel. I went to bed at the same time we put the girls down 1 and thus missed Peyton’s outburst in Denver. Needless to say, my brother-in-law from Denver stayed up at his hotel to watch the entire game and was thrilled to talk about it the next day.

Friday we drove out to Waltham, site of the wedding. We were staying in a nice Westin, and the girls were loving the amenities that weren’t present at our Thursday night Hampton Inn. They also loved that there were Dunkin Donuts on just about every major corner, so we ate there twice over the weekend.2

The wedding was Friday night, which I like to think was because we set a precedent back in 2003 that you can have a kick-ass wedding on a Friday. Turns out that was just the night the bride and groom could get the band they wanted and they based everything around that. Which I can also respect.

But it was a terrific evening. The ceremony was outside, where it was beautiful and perfect. The reception and dinner were in a museum of invention, which was pretty cool to walk around. The displays spanned from the Industrial Revolution to the computer age. I had to walk C. to the restroom before the ceremony and was thrilled to find an Atari 2600 with Defender plugged in available for play. I got through two levels in the time it took her to do her business, although I couldn’t remember how to trigger hyperspace or smart bombs with the old Atari joystick. Remember when Defender was a ground-breaking game at the arcades?

Saturday the newlyweds rented a bus for the family and we cruised out to the coast where we first ate lunch at Woodman’s. I had the obligatory (for me) lobster roll and clam chowder. A couple relatives got fried scallops, which were pretty fantastic. Well, it was all fantastic. And again the weather was absolutely perfect.

After lunch we went to the beach near Gloucester. The water wasn’t terribly warm but the beach was packed. The girls and their cousins frolicked, with C. digging a hole nearly as deep as she is tall. There was a sandbar about 200 feet from the shore, with the water between no deeper than a nine-year-old’s knees. M. charged right out and was over 300 feet away from us at one point. This is the same kid I basically had to throw off a diving board a year ago. I was pretty proud of her.

After bussing back to the hotel, we kept in the swimming spirit of things and took a dip in the hotel pool and hot tub. I love how the simple act of putting a pool indoors makes kids go nuts. It’s still chlorinated water3 in a large container. Oh well, it entertained them.

No issues flying home Sunday, although the girls did all miss their first soccer games of the season while we were traveling. Pretty good behavior all weekend, a fun wedding, and good times with (most of) S.’s family.

And with that, our traveling for 2013 is complete. I think it’s going to be awhile before we try again to be as ambitious as we were this year.


A few extra notes:

  • Very cool being in Boston the weekend they were playing the Yankees. Would have been cooler if the games were in Boston rather than the Bronx, though. When we hopped our hotel shuttle Thursday night, the driver had the game on the radio. At the wedding Friday I caught a couple guys checking the score. And Saturday after lunch, as soon as we stepped onto the bus, our driver let us know the Sox were up 6-2.
  • Saturday morning, as we were walking the girls over to Dunkin Donuts, we were surprised by a large Indian wedding gathering in the parking lot of the hotel. The wedding party, and many guests, were dressed in traditional attire. There was a horse and carriage for the bride and groom. After some ceremonies we couldn’t see, the entire party marched around the parking circle a couple times, dancing along to a drummer. It looked like a lot of fun. We noticed of the non-Indian guests, the white girls were much more into the dancing than the white boys. Just like an American wedding! Also, the schedule for the wedding kept appearing on the hotel’s screen highlighting the day’s events. The ceremony lasted from 9:00 AM to noon, followed by a two-hour lunch. Then there was a reception from 4-6, and a dinner from 6:00 to midnight. They know how to do it!
  • I saw a license plate in the parking lot I assume belonged to a wedding guest. SWAMI4U.
  • We saw a traffic sign we’ve never seen in the Midwest. In an area with lots of homes and schools, a sign read “Thickly Settled.” That sounds very New England to me.
  • In the hotel pool there was a special pool-side menu. The Westin knows how to stick it to you. $19 for a burger, with a 15% gratuity, a 3% convenience change, 7% tax, and a $3.50 room charge. I’m not sure how you can charge both a convenience and room fee, but I don’t think they really need any justification. A sister-in-law tried the breakfast buffet one morning. That set her back a cool $24. Yikes.
  • We flew through Detroit on the way home. I was amused to see a huge bank of kiosks that featured a small work desk and pay phones. There was one pay phone tucked away in the basement of the Westin in Boston and I explained to the girls that before everyone had a cell phone, folks used pay phones to make calls. Then we see dozens of them in Detroit. It was like stepping back in time.

  1. We had a single hotel room, not a suite or double-room, so there was one TV. 
  2. When in Boston, errr, Rome. 
  3. And, man, was this water chlorinated. I guess that’s a good thing with all the randoms that can hop into a hotel pool. But every kid had bright red eyes within minutes of their first dip. 

2013 NFL Preview

I was thinking about the state of the NFL. On the one hand there is a dynamic group of young players, mostly quarterbacks, who have come into the league over the past three years and promise to be the collective face of the league for the next decade. With them has come the era of hyper-offense, where a variety of new schemes are designed to maximize the number of plays an offense runs and punish the defense by driving them to exhaustion rather than stuffing it down their throats or throwing the ball vertically every play.

On the other hand we’re in the third decade of the era of parity. The Colts are the textbook example of how fast fortunes can change in the league. They went from 10 wins to two back to 11 in a three-season span. Sure, they’re a fringe case because of the loss of Peyton Manning and addition of Andrew Luck. But still, in the NFL you’re never that far away from a playoff berth. What we lose in that, though, is having great teams that stay together over time. New England is, obviously, the dominant franchise of the past decade. But since their 18-1 season, have they really felt dominant? And has any team stepped up to replace them? The Giants beat the Pats in two Super Bowls since 2008, but also missed the playoffs three other times in that span.

I guess what I’m trying to say is that it’s fantastic that Luck. RGIII, Colin Kaepernick, Russell Wilson, and Cam Newton are picking up as the old guard of premier quarterbacks is beginning its downhill slide. But who knows if we’ll be lucky enough to see any of those players, or others who aren’t stars yet, be consistent contenders for the Super Bowl the way Brady, Manning, and Favre were.


The era of parity makes picking winners tough. One magazine I flipped through had the entire NFC East with either eight or seven wins. No great teams, no awful teams, in their view. A couple other divisions could be just as mediocre. With the teams so tightly packed, injuries and luck become even bigger factors in who wins. But I shall persevere and make some predictions anyway.

NFC

East – New York

When in doubt, go with Tom Coughlin.

North – Green Bay

While I think Chicago will push them, Aaron Rodgers is still the most complete quarterback in the game and will be the difference.

South – New Orleans

They’ll play with chips on their shoulders after the mess of last year’s Bountygate and squeak by Atlanta.

West – San Francisco

You know what I said about rivalries above? The Niners – Seahawks thing could turn into an epic one for the next five-plus years if each team makes smart decisions with their rosters, keeps their stars healthy, and Pete Carroll and Jim Harbaugh hang around.

Wildcards: Seattle, Atlanta

Two very good teams to round out the post-season roster.

AFC

East – New England

Remains the easiest pick in the game for at least one more year.

North – Cincinnati

This seems to be a trendy pick. But the Ravens take a big step back and I’m not sold on Pittsburgh being deep and healthy enough to reclaim the division. So I’ll stick with the crowd.

South – Houston

The Colts take a step back this year and the Titans rule the division for one more year before Indy takes over again.

West – Denver

Assuming, of course, Peyton can survive.

Wildcards: Pittsburgh, Kansas City

Unlike the NFC, where the Wild Cards will be very good teams that just miss out on division titles, the AFC Wild Cards will be a couple of Mehs.

Playoffs

NFC

Seattle over New York
Atlanta over Green Bay
San Francisco over Atlanta
Seattle over New Orleans
San Francisco over Seattle

AFC

Cincinnati over Kansas City
Houston over Pittsburgh
Denver over Cincinnati
New England over Houston
New England over Denver

Super Bowl

OK, let’s get this out in the open: I’m all over the Kaepernick bandwagon. Which means he’ll fall on his face this year, or NFL defenses will figure out how to stop the read-option and turn him into ordinary. But I love the dude’s game and think he’s going to change the NFL.

New England makes one, final Super Bowl appearance in the Brady-Belichick era1 but just don’t have the firepower on either side of the ball to hang with the ‘Niners.

San Francisco 31
New England 20

Mark it down.


  1. I believe I’ve said that every year for the past three years. 

Absolutely F-ing Nuts

OK, this is just nuts. The team that I saw in week one of high school football? That had the quarterback who threw for 373 yards and six touchdowns? Well apparently they were just getting warmed up.

Last Friday they won their game 83-78. Again, this is HIGH SCHOOL FOOTBALL! As the Indianapolis Star story I link to below points out, the schools’ boys basketball teams played a 71-67 contest last season.

Each team’s total offense number placed them in the top ten of all time nationally. The QB I saw in week one went for a cool 490 yards and six more touchdowns. The losers rushed for 657 yards. They’re averaging 64 points a game and are 0-2.

I can’t imagine trying to cover this game. With these pass happy teams it’s often hard to count the yardage, mark the play, and fill my stats sheet out before they snap the next ball. I can’t imagine trying to track 1700 yards of plays.

Remember when high school football was the most conservative level of a conservative game?

Basketball on Turf

Summer 2013

Man, those four day weekends fly by. And now, as of about 30 minutes ago, all three girls are in school.

L. was wound-up and ready to go this morning, coming into our room before my alarm went off. Which was a good thing. She got waylaid by a stomach bug Sunday night and into Monday, which had us concerned that she might not be able to make her first day of Pre-K. But she rallied just before bedtime last night and seemed fine this morning. Hopefully we’re not infecting the entire school on day one.


It was a fine holiday weekend. As I promised, we made one last trip to the pool on Friday. Although our girls didn’t have school, we couldn’t roll in until shortly after 3:00 because of a party C. attended. When we got to the pool, there were only two older women floating in the water and one lifeguard hanging out with them. But about five minutes after we began swimming, kids who had been in school started pouring in from all directions. By the time we left around 5:00, it looked like any day in the middle of the summer. I’m sure the pool was crowded all weekend, as kids got their last dose of outdoor chlorine for the year.


We headed to the LVS Saturday. Friends from Michigan came down and a couple local families were there as well. Since it was still part of the summer of 2013, big storms rolled through Saturday afternoon1. But not until all three girls could go tubing, including L.’s first-ever effort. She had been soooo excited to try it. When she got on the tube, she laid flat, locked her arms in, and got a look of intense concentration on her face. She kept that look the entire time she was in the water. Same thing when she had a turn on Sunday. I don’t know that she loved it; I think it was a little more intense than she expected, even with our buddy Mr. K not going super fast and avoiding the big waves. But it was another big girl thing that her sisters had done that she finally got a crack at.


It was a fine ending to a fine summer. There were no trips this year – we obviously hit our quota of traveling earlier this year. But we spent a ton of time in water, we got to visit with family and friends, and had lots of fun. And, of course, it all went by way too fast.

Now the girls get a very short week with our trip to Boston coming up Thursday. So there will be no big routine for me until next week. For the next two days I’ll be doing laundry, getting my hair cut, the lawn mowed, the house cleaned up, and running a few errands during the four hours L. is in school. Thursday I have my first library shift of the year at St. P’s and bring M. and C. home when I’m done so we can head to airport for our afternoon flight.

Next week I’ll have a breather and a chance to figure out what to do with this time I now have.


  1. First world problem alert: I think it rained or downright chilly every weekend we were at the LVS in May and June. In July it warmed up, but still rained the first two weekends. And then, when it was finally dry, we had unseasonably cool weather in late July. At least it wasn’t 105 every day like a year ago. 
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