St. Pat's Day

I miss my dad the most on St. Patrick's Day. Ma was the more Irish of my parents, seeing as how her parents were both born in Ballinrobe, a village in the heart of God's country, County Mayo. Dad's heritage is split between Ireland and England and we have to go back several generations to get over the pond. But Dad was the one who was proud of being Irish and installed in us the same simple love of all things Auld Sod. Dad actually looked happy on St. Patrick's Day (maybe due to the extra shots and beers at the bar on the way home from work and despite the overcooked corned beef and the stench of boiled cabbage in the house). I don't think he ever looked as alive as he did when we celebrated being Irish. He would put on a Bing Crosby record with Irish tunes, the only one I remember is McNamara's Band. Sometimes if the "spirits" allowed, he would dance a jig in the living room. (Thinking back on it, Brendan has that same disjointed gangly look about him when he tries to move fast.) He would drag Ma into it, although she preferred to polka. They would laugh and dance and even flirt a little, allowing us children one of those rare glimpses into what they must have been like when they were young. Dad also reminded us to stay home on St. Patrick's Day because of the danger on the roads. He always called it Amateur Night on the roads. As a special treat, we would get a smidgen of Old Fitzgerald whiskey as a nightcap.

Out of step with the King of Pop

Okay, am I the only person on the planet appalled by the sight of that little girl speaking at the Michael Jackson funeral? In my world, children do not speak at funerals. Their role is to sit quietly with a trusted adult at their side who will answer their questions, calm their fears and escort them out of the room when it all gets to be too much. My skin crawled watching the clip of that scene where the Jackson adults were playing with the girl's hair and crowding around her and coaching her on her performance (one of the women, I think it's Janet, can be heard telling the girl to talk louder). Ugh!

Vacation Rehash

Okay, I really meant to update the blog every day during our trip. However, by the time we hit the hotel, all I could do was brush my teeth and fall into bed. Besides, Brendan was hogging the laptop.

We, well, I at least, had a great time. My friends Sheryl seems like she has the life she always wanted, minus the horse riding accident. Her son Tim was friendly and put up with us for two days, taking the boys to play paintball and touring Idaho Falls without the adults. We went hiking in several parks and sightseeing all around the area.

Sheryl still has her affinity for oddballs, like me. Her dog has a severe hip problem that causes him great difficulty walking. Her horse, Lady, threw her last November and she has great affection for her. I got the feeling her affection for the horse is not shared by the rest of the family.

It was funny, though, that while we talked a lot about us, we spent most of the time discussing us and our mothers! Sheryl always knew my mother was a bit off balance, but I never realized the full extent of her issues with her mother. It was nice to find out we had more in common in that arena than I ever knew.

We spent tons of ours in the car and did not murder each other, which I think is a good result. Jeff and I enjoyed the Crazy Horse memorial more than Mt. Rushmore, but the boys seemed less than impressed by either. Devon has had enough scenery to last a lifetime of family vacations, but it was good idea that we stopped at Mall of America. It was the perfect commercial antidote to all that natural beauty.

Still, we all couldn't wait to get back home to our little old house in the 'burbs. As Sean said, it was still standing and the police had not been called in our absence. Ah, life is good.

And, if I had a hot tub in the back yard, life would be perfect.

At the Homestead

Since mom seems intent on not letting this blog thingy die, i might as well use it to let u all no that the house is still standing and the cops have yet to b called for any reason.


first things first: its freaking hot!! thanks for leaving me a house w/o ac during the first heat wave of the year. a few days ago i put my window ac (the older one) but bad news it didnt work. yesterday i put dev's in and it works like a charm so at least i can get a reprieve in my room.


i spent most of saturday through tuesday at cassies, and most of the rest of the time i've been watching tv, basically doing the same thing i do everyday (enter pinky and the brain music). dad would be pleased to hear that he picked a good week to be away from a tv, there r three straight days of NCIS marathons, about 30 episodes worth.

so everything sounds like its going great for u guys, heres to you guys making it home safe.


ps. this may be the only time in ur lives its actually ok for u to return with one less kid then when u started a family vacation

Some days are great days

Yesterday we went floating in the Great Salt Lake. You really can float standing up! We thought the water would be really icky because of the salt content, but it wasn't bad. It was warmer than Lake Erie on most days. The worst part was the drive over the causeway. The stagnant water and bird droppings make for a terrific stench as you enter the park. Both the smell improves with the view. We searched for buffalo but didn't find any. Hopefully we have better luck in Yellowstone. The mountains near Salt Lake City are fantastic. It is amazing how different the mountains are from area to area. The rocks colors vary, the texture changes, some are covered in foliage, some are just plain rock.

We made it to Sheryl's house around 10 pm and stayed up talking for quite awhile. Even though we have been out of touch for some time it seemed like we just picked up a conversation from last week.

Today we toured Idaho Falls, including the falls. It was very picturesque. I watched Sheryl school two of her younger horses. It was fun to see how the horses responded to her verbal commands and body language. She is practicing natural horsemanship, which is something along the lines of The Horse Whisperer. I could actually see how the horse would interact with her, including when they paying attention and when their minds wandered. The two she worked together are sisters, but like sisters everywhere, they were very different in personality/horsonality and respoonded in very different ways. Even Devon learned something from watching the lesson.

The boys played paintball and they just returned. They are showing off the various bruises they received. Must be a guy thing.

Tonight Jeff and I are hiking two miles up the road to go star gazing. It promises to be a cloudless evening and we have a star chart, so I hope to really see tons of stars and recognize at least a few.

CHeyenne

The deal today was that if we got up early we could drive to Cheyenne in time to get a really great fresh steak dinner. What could be better than fresh beef? So we left Davenport early and got on the road with a good foot under us, as the Irish saying goes. Okay, there were a few snippy comments between Mom and Dad regarding sunglasses and newspapers. Devon listened to us and kept repeating that he was glad we hired out the bathroom project because it is obvious we can't work together for long periods. So I went to the back of the van and went to sleep. Seinfeld comments were also frequent. It is frightening to think that a show about nothing so closely resembles our life no matter what we are doing.

We saw a lot of windmills today. Iowa is dotted with them. They look big when we were driving by them, but we couldn't get the full impact until we saw individual pieces being transported on the roads. They are huge! We even saw a train pulling dozens of windmnill arms.

We can finally see mountains off in the distance. The terrain has moved from flat corn fields to rolling hills and buttes.

We got to the hotel around 9 pm. As we neared Cheyenne, we called the hotel to find out if there was a good steak restaurant that would be open late on a Sunday. The hotel staffer, Michelle, said yeah, there was an Outback Steakhouse just across the street! We explained that we had an Outback a mile or two fromo our home in Michigan, and was there anything with local flavor. There was, she said. So we got set for a nice dinner.However, when we checked in later Michelle said that another family had just been there and the place was not open at all on SUnday. She suggested another place, The Capitol Grille. It was open and the food was great. Devon and Brendan both had buffalo and loved it.

After dinner I hit the hot tub. There was nice young man using the hot tub to take the aches and pains out of his bum knee. We got to talking and it turns out he was in Cheyenne for the week on business. Turns out he installs windmills. And they are big. Each arm is 135 ft long and each windmill takes one full day to install. He says there is no recession in his line of work; he's busy all summer.

So now we are all tucked into bed, the boys are catching up on all the news they care about on ESPN. Tomorrow it is on to Salt Lake City.

Wagons, Ho!

We are on our way on our next adventure. Jeff, Brendan, Devon and I are driving in the minivan to Idaho Falls to visit my best friend from high school, Sheryl. We only had to turn around once to get something we forgot to pack. Devon thought he had left his sunglasses in the house, but they were hidden in the car. So far the worst traffic delays were in Southfield on I696. We arrived in Davenport, IA, at 11:30 pm, 10:30 pm local time. We crossed the Mississippi at night, so the boys didn't really get to go "ooh" and "ahh" at the sight. I am sure they will do that tomorrow, though. Brendan was a little under the weather on the trip so far because he received more immunizations this week for his trip to India. He said it was the meningitis shot that did him in. A little Dayquil, though, and he perked right up. Tomorrow we plan to drive through Iowa and Nebraska and part of Wyoming. That's a lot of time quality time in the car. Good thing we have plenty of electronic gadgets to keep people occupied. I wonder how the pioneers did this without laptops, cell phones, and MP3 players.

Swine!

Okay, the president has said do not panic, but I am a Mom first, and therefore have already beaten everyone else to panic mode. Regarding the swine flu, Brendan and Sean, you are most vulnerable right now. You are in high-risk areas (college areas where people have very likely just been to Mexico). Even if your friends have not been to Mexico it is likely they could come into contact with friends who DID go to Mexico. So, I want you to start washing your hands frequently during the day, not just after using the necessary. Also, go to your local drug store and buy some hand sanitizer TODAY and use that even more frequently. Get some for your friends. Keep your hands away from your face because that is the way the virus spreads. The next seven days are critical in preventing the spread of the disease. If you feel sick at all, especially with a fever and body aches, get thee to a doctor ASAP! Medications can help reduce the complications if the illness is caught early. Why am I being like this? Because the people who died in Mexico were the young and healthy, just like you. As Benjamin Franklin said, "An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure."

whew

Got some time back on my side and immediately found this:

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/northern_ireland/8014153.stm

Really, this is the homeland?

SMILE!

April 30. 10:30 AM. I get to join the world of retainers! Yes, folks, my braces come off in two weeks. Can you tell I am excited? So is my orthodontist. Remember when he put in that spring apparatus in my mouth about six months ago? Turns out, they never use that on adults because it was always assumed that it worked in conjunction with the growth patterns of young patients. I was experimental in that respect and he is very pleased with himself with the results. So am I. I will be smiling like a crazy woman during Brendan's graduation ceremonies. Speaking of which, have you ordered the tix yet??

Boston

As some of you may know, i'm out east right now, in the lovely city of Boston, playing some east coast lacrosse. we've been out here since friday morning and there are some things about boston i want to share with u.



first are the accents. i've heard them in movies and read about them in stephen king books but i thought they were making fun of them and going over the top. they arent. listening to boston people talk may be the funniest thing i have ever heard.


next are the roads. they have somthing similar to a michigan left only they call it a jug handle cuz thats wat it looks like. also, this may just b do to the fact we have been travelling in a bus, the lanes are really narrow.


now on to the lacrosse. friday night we were supposed to play BC at 7 but there was lightning in the area and they only had lights on the field in till 1030 so they reschedualed it for sunday morning. we played Northeastern this morning and won 10-6. we play BC at 930 sunday morning and play BU at 1. sunday afternoon.

2 games and a 15 hour bus ride await me tomorrow. yay for lacrosse road trips.



and fyi, 15 hours on a bus is not very much fun

Travel TV

I'm in Indianapolis Wednesday, Thursday & Friday. So, Wednesday night I decide to workout at the hotel. Fitness room is just a couple treadmills and a widescreen TV but no HD. The hotel has locked the settings to stretch so everything is a little distorted and fuzzy (maybe it's my eyes).

Anyway, I flip through a bunch of channels and I find college hockey. The NCAA East Regional Finals - Air Force vs Vermont. Start of the 3rd period. Cool!

I put my headphones on with Cheap Trick at Budkan - TV volume off and the WSJ for reading. Perfect. After a while jogging I speed up the treadmill and stop reading and start watching the game. The print is too small to read when my head is bouncing around.

So there is like 5 minutes left in the 3rd. I look at the ESPNU score banner and I think Vermont is up 3-2. But Airforce is not playing like it's the end of the game. I can't figure why they are playing back and they don't pull the goalie. Period is over and the big score graphic comes on and it really is 2-2. They are going to overtime.

That explains why they were playing so defensively. The OT starts and I see on the small banner graphic that 3 is the seed or poll ranking or something for Vermont but it was not the score.

OK - I was confused or blind or the TV was blurry. Anyway now we are in overtime and I am at about a mile and a quarter. More jogging more music - love the album.

Then with 10 minutes to go there is video review. TV volume is still off cause I don't want to miss the last couple tracks including Surrender. ( I ripped the songs from the 1998 2 CD release).

ESPNU is showing something that is not very controversial. A save by Air Force goalie, an Air Force player in the net and then the puck is covered by an Air Force player at the edge of the crease. I'm not sure what the delay is for. Maybe covering puck with glove in crease (not the goalie). That would be a penalty shot. OK.

ESPNU has a camera behind the official scorers and we can see the NCAA replay monitor. The two refs are not watching the same play that ESPNU has been showing. They are watching something else. TV sound still off cause Surrender is just starting and no way I'm turning that song off.

So finally ESPNU gets the right replay. A shot by Vermont from the point that seemed to go wide. They they slow it down and show more angles and then frame by frame. They are taking forever. By now the last song on disc one Auf Wiedersehen is playing.

Finally they have the frame by fram overhead view zoomed in -

The puck went through the net!!!

Amazing

Disc One is over so I turn up the TV volume just as the refs signal goal for Vermont. The players go crazy. And the announcer says "good thing this is Saturday night because its pretty late.

So - I was watching a replay. I have been on the road since Thursday morning and I had missed the whole regional brackets. Out of touch with hockey - so sad.

There is a message in all this - I wish I knew what it was.

BYOC

Whoopeee!! State made it to the Final Four. Not that I really watch basketball. Let's face it, I only watched the last two minutes of today's game. But still it's fun, and I get to brag a little at work. Dad and Devon are talking about going downtown on Saturday and hang out to watch all the people and hoopla. I told Dad that it is strictly a Bring your Own Couch party.

Oops, hit the wrong button

What season is it? I overheard Sean and Devon planning what to watch on TV. Devon said that Maryland and Virginia would be playing at noon. Sean said, "Cool." So dummy me thinks they are talking basketball, right? Final Four season and all that. No. I go in the living room and they are watching college lacrosse in HD, critiquing every play, totally intent on the game.

What season is it?

Time Warp

I'm not sure if this is a trend or just Wabash, Indiana a little behind the times.

I saw two games from my childhood today within a period of about 15 minutes (yes I actually owned some toys).

First, at the Wabash Walmart, a mom was buying Operation as a present for her 6 year old. I used to love that game back in the day. Only problem was the little plastic organs always got lost.

Second, at Subway, a girl and her mom were playing Score Four. That was certainly one of my favorites. I could never convince my sisters to play because I kept beating them. Score is a 3 dimensional game and is shown above. The object is to get 4 of your color beads in a row - up, down, accross, diagonally.

So - What's up with retro toys?

Back to other music forms

I had a moment today. A good moment. It involved Devon. Let that thought linger for a while. Anyway, I was sitting on my couch, getting ready to quietly enjoy West Side Story all by my lonesome (so I could sing along and cry, and dance if I felt so moved. I always liked the America number best.) So Devon joins me. Why, we are both still not sure. But he watched the movie with me and made only a few snarky remarks. He was able to watch without making any snorting noises at the dance scenes and remained silent at the end and so did not interrupt my tearful enjoyment of the flick. He immediately turned on college lacrosse when the movie ended but I feel we made some progress in advancing his cultural appreciation of musicals.

passport

Applied for a passport today. It should be mailed to 712 in, and I'm quoting the woman at the county clerk's office, "less than a month although we've had people saying its more like two weeks." I don't believe that for a minute. The birth certificate should be mailed back to you as well, although probably at a different time.

I've heard marathon runners say that the last 6 miles feel like the first 20 so it's with no small sense of anxiety that I approach these last few weeks of school.

My and Ronen's thesis was in the online edition of the school paper: http://www.michigandaily.com/content/arts/getting-know-noise-music

There may or may not be a follow-up on Michigan Radio.



Here's two more futures I'm daydreaming about:
http://app.tisch.nyu.edu/page/home.html

http://gradfilm.tisch.nyu.edu/object/dualdegree.html

this is an idea too

Big Ten career fair in Chicago April 3rd. The lack of demand for housing means that you can get a two bedroom apartment a few blocks from Lakeshore for $1200/ month. Which is unreal. Not as unreal (yet slightly more appealing) than this:

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/03/08/opinion/08barlow.html?_r=2



I mean, for a city with next to nothing... that's an opportunity right?

St. Paddy's Day

So yesterday was st. patricks day as i'm sure all of you knew. and up here at cmu, it is tradition for the cafeterias to serve special food on special occasions. for example they had a thanksgiving dinner, christmas dinner and even a valentines day dinner. i have learned to be skeptical of these days as the food is tends to be disapointing. so when i heard that they were having a st patrick's day dinner, i did not enter the cafeteria feeling confident i would get a very filling meal.

boy was i wrong

they had everything Irish you could think of. being the good Irish boy i am, i headed straight for the corned beef and cabbage. it was not as good as mom's but it was tasty enough for me to have 2 helpings of. they also had 3 or 4 different kinds of potatoes, all of which were very good considering it is college dorm food.

overall, i was very impressed with the dinner and hope its just as good next year