Thursday, January 25, 2007

Seattle Storm (Ephemera Project)

Seattle Storm

I enjoy going to these games; I have taken the kids to several of them, sat in a Key Arena Suite, witnessed a WNBA playoff game in 02, an Inaugural Game, teams which already no longer exist, franchises in different incarnations, met players, and met a Bono look-a-like.

07-16-06 CT Sun (L) 83-92
07-19-05 NY Liberty (W) 87-78
07-22-04 IN Fever (W) 59-54
08-08-03 MN Lynx (W) 68-65
08-15-02 LA Sparks (L) 61-78
07-12-02 CL Rockers (L) 58-62
06-12-01 OR Miracle (W) 70-63
06-18-00 UT Starzz (L) 53-56
06-01-00 HOU Comets (L) 47-77

+ Inaugural Season Nickname Party 00 @Key
+ Draft Party 02 and Open Practice 01 @ Furtado Center
+ Fanfests @ Center 02 and Greenlake 04-06
+ Christmas Party / New Coach Announcement 02 @Key
+ Championship Celebration 04 @ Westlake

My name is Jefferson and I watch Pro Wrestling ...


I love pro wrestling. There. I said it. I do. It is crazy, awful, vulgar, and all sorts of other bad things, yet I watch it regularly and, on occassion, attend. A man must be willing to admit such things. I drive a minivan. I like manicures. I watch pro wrestling. So. Be. It. Technically, this is part of the Ephemera Project.

WWE/WWF

2.10.04 - WWE Smackdown - Tacoma Dome - (+Velocity) - I have the tapes from these broadcasts. - Eddie, Brock, Cena

3.31.03 - WWE Wrestlemania 19 - Safeco Field - picture posted is from here - My seats were better than Ron's and Paige's, even though they were down low - Hulk, Piper, etc ...

9.12.98 - WWF - House Show - Key Arena - I even have pictures - I went with Ron, Jesus and his wife - Owen, DX, The Rock - Nana commented that Ron and I needed to be sure to do nothing that would embarrass the family, thanks mom.

PNW Big Time Wrestling - all at Seattle Center Arena (now named Mercer Arena)

2.12.86 - w/Gerbil - I ended up taking my brother's girlfriend because he couldn't go. Things which, in retrospect, I should not have done.

12.25.83 - Xmas with the Lageson's on impulse

12.26.82 - with Dad and Uncle Rick - Cage Match - I still have pictures

9.29.82 - with Ron, Rob, Uncle, Aunt - Ringside - Ric Flair vs. Buddy Rose, Buzz and Hack Sawyer in tag team action

The Ephemera Project

Ephemera - Printed "Ephemera" is material like tickets, flyers, programs, menus, schedules, or anything that is printed for immediate use that is not intended to be needed beyond that immediate use.

I recently discovered this word while reading the Washington State Magazine Winter 2006-07 issue, an article on page 11 titled "When Trash Reveals History: The world of printed ephemera at Oxford" by Trevor Bond. I intend to study this topic further as it is a great way to study popular culture from various periods of time.

I have always collected ephemera and have a rather extensive number of scrapbooks covered with stickers and full of ticket stubs and flyers, as well as a large number of old programs from sports and other events. Some stuff has been lost over the years, but the volume of the material is quite extensive. I am also quite thankful I have taken so many pictures over the years. As a part of the Oxymoron Project I was using the scrapbook material to develop lists of my soccer games and experiences and decided to try and chronicle and document all of it into lists and indexes in order to figure out just what I have attended and who I have seen. With the help of "The Internets", media guides, library newspaper microfiche, and my own memory, I have compiled a good deal of material that I have already begun to post on this site. It is for my own benefit more than anything else, but lists are fun and some people like them and I have this blog so I am using it.

The lists will include postings chronicling sporting events like hockey games, football, women's hoops, pro wrestling, minor league baseball, Major League Baseball, live theatre, and others. Some information is still needed to complete some of these entries and as it becomes unearthed I will post updates as needed.

Top Ten Lists - Soccer Books and Movies (Oxymoron project)

As part of the ongoing Oxymoron Project I am continuing to compile various lists and post them here.

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10 Soccer Books To Read

The Miracle of Castel di Sangro - Joe McGinniss - 2000
- really get to know the town and Italian politics

The Education of an American Soccer Player - Shep Messing - 1979
- cut through the obvious attempts to shock and there is a really good account of the 1970s, Munich Olympics, and early NASL

All Played Out - Pete Davies - 1990
- The account of the USA - Italy game was perfect, just a great understanding of that entire world cup

Fever Pitch - Nick Hornby - 1992
- in some ways the best book, a non-fiction novel, but I'm Liverpool so I have to drop it a bit, women should read this book

The Game of Their Lives - Geoffrey Douglas - 1996 -
- Focused on the men and their lives as much as the game, good profiles of ethnic communities post ww2 and depression

Among the Thugs - Bill Buford - 1992
- read this, then watch Football Factory

A Season with Verona - Tim Parks - 2002
- the grind of fandom in a country mad about the game

How Soccer Explains the World - Franklin Foer - 2004
- sociological, cultural, political, ... wow, should be a sociology text

All The Best - Doug Thiel - 1978
- cut through the destiny crap, it felt forced, but it is accurate

Goooal! - Andres Cantor - 1996
- the culture and playing style of world cups throughout the decades, a love for the game and how it is played

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10 Soccer Movies To Watch

Bend It Like Beckham (2002)
- dated since it is a WUSA infomercial, but worth watching just for the final wedding reception / game montage, saw this as a sneak preview at the Guild 45th, very cool, I own it

Once In A Lifetime (2006)
- Galacticos 1977, Sounders, Chinaglia - 10-12 people in very small theatre, I own it

Football Factory (2004)
- watch this, then read "Among The Thugs", recomended by a bloke at the George and Dragon one morning who had a great perspective on women and football

Fever Pitch (1997)
- The spirit of the book, but to see Liverpool lose that way drops it

Goal! The Dream Begins (2005)
- we'll see about this as a trilogy, a typical Rocky type of sports move, but enjoyable because they did it well, even if a bit obvious

The Miracle Match (2005)
- a bit over the top with destiny and attempts to make the 2002 success a direct result, but good soccer scenes and setting, title change from theatre to video from book title due to NK film

Victory (1981)
- good war film, what Hogan's Heroes wasn't, the American becomes a goalie, Pele's bike, arm break scene

Shaolin Soccer (2001)
- sort of bizarre but entertaining in and utterly ridiculous way

Mean Machine (2001)
- Vinnie Jones in a Longest Yard remake set in England, plus Jason Statham as a psycho goalie, as a remake I cannot rank it higher on principle

Kicking and Screaming (2005)
- as I am now a youth soccer coach this is a great lesson, parent horror stories are also possible, I have been lucky so far

HM - Cats and Dogs (2001) for "Uruguay versus Chad!", MLS product placement, and youth soccer tryouts

HM - Ladybugs (1992) filmed at a Colorado Foxes APSL match

David Vanole RIP

David Vanole RIP

Eight overtimes.

It doesn't matter the sport, but overtimes rarely get to 3, on rare occassions to 4, but 8 is just ridiculous, especially in a sudden death situation.

In 1985 UCLA played American University in the NCAA Soccer Championships in the Kingdome in Seattle. The final score that day was 1-0, UCLA winning on a goal in the 167th minute. The NCAA did not have a PK system in place at the time so the overtimes just kept a coming, ten minute chunk after ten minute chunk. The final whistle finally came on the 167th minute goal. the NCAA now has a PK system. So, for all of you that hate PK's, and that is basically all of us, this game is why they are NECESSARY.

American University fans were warned over the PA that their plane was leaving on several occassions, but they stayed. Not many other people did. I stayed in my seat in one of the endzones for the entire game. I was tired just watching it. And, despite the 1-0 scoreline, this was not a dull game; crossbars were hit, players were ejected, and the ball kept moving. American had the Coach of the Year and a Player of the Year. UCLA had a future USMNT coach as an assistant and Paul Caligiuri on the field.

Also, USMNT goalie David Vanole was in the nets. A 167 minute shutout is like a 17 inning shutout in baseball. I also saw Vanole, albeit in a reserve role, when I saw the USMNT play at Italia 90. Vanole is a part of a long lineage of solid UNMNT goalies over the decades.

David Vanole died January 15.

I never met the man. But, when I heard he passed I thought back to the night of December 14, 1985 and the amazing game I witnessed. I wish his family well.

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

Today I am almost XL ... (aka 39 1/2)

Waitresses and 7-11 clerks in various locations wear all sorts of buttons about ID.
I have seen buttons like ...

"You have such a baby face"

... or ...

"I'd card your mother"

... and my favorite is at Red Robin ...

"We card under 39 1/2" ...

Today, I turn 39 1/2. It is the last birthday I plan to celebrate. I know ...
I know ... I KNOW ...

I will continue to age ...

When asked my age I will honest and tell them the truth. This is not vanity. I have just cared little in the past for birthday celebrations and really haven't done anything about my birthday in years. I didn't even go out dancing this summer.

But, see ...

10 meant I was double digits
13 meant I was a teenager
16 meant I could drive
18 meant I could vote and registered for the draft
19 meant legal to drink in Idaho
21 meant legal to drink in Washington
35 meant I could run for POTUS

... other than just marking time, social security, reaching life expectancy, or getting senior discounts, there really isn't anything noteworthy upcoming. 39 1/2 means Red Robin won't card me, so this seems like as good a time as any to stop celebrating and just use my birthday to mark time.

40? XL? A U2 Song? (see blog entry from September about this same topic)

I guess it is the new 30 ...

Sunday, January 21, 2007

Comic Book Projects (aka The 90's) ...








Comic Book Projects (aka The 90's)


Back in the 1990's I spent a fair amount of my creative efforts working on breaking into the comic book industry. Since my artistic skills are a bit laking in regards to character drawing I worked with a number of artists to create characters and develop projects.

Hurricane Studios was one such project. We produced a bunch of material collectively, but given the glut and collapse of the comic book market during that time we were never really going to have much of a chance. "Spare" was a project that came from this endeavor, and there is a fully inked and lettered story I could post on here.

I later (circa 97-98) began working under the banner of Keeper Studios in order to differentiate my own materials.

JD Solo was actually a collaboration with a guy I never met in person and only spoke to on the phone once. It also was due to be published in an anthology series through a small press publisher that went out of business during the previously mentioned comic book market collapse. There is actually an 8 page first story fully inked and lettered that I may scan and post on here at some point.

The other projects that I am posting on here are concepts I worked up but never got to finish or completely turn into fully inked and lettered panel to panel comic stories.

Saturday, January 20, 2007

The Kingdome R.I.P. (Redux) ...




The Kingdome R.I.P. (Redux)

(As I have moved more toward using this blog and less toward the old site on Tripod, I have decided to update and revise some of the pages and repost them here ...)

This is my little tribute to the ugliest stadium ever built.

It (was) loud, cold, ugly, and difficult, which is why it was the greatest home field advantage ever in football. Qwest Field is loud, but the Kingdome made the NFL change its rules.

I scored my first goal there in a 1979 Sounders pre-game.

I saw The Rolling Stones twice (1981 & 1997). I also saw Paul McCartney, Van Halen (Sammy era), and Metallica.

In 1978 I was an "Honorary Batkid" for the Seattle Mariners. This was a Herfy's promotion. I will always remember my brother sliding on his bike up at the playfield to tell me that I had one the opportunity. I had my picture taken with Craig Reynolds, but it never came in the mail.

Over the years I saw the US National Team play a World Cup Qualifier (against Canada in 1976)and a couple of exhibition games against the Soviets (79) and Russia(94). There were numerous Sounders (even one indoor), Sonics, and a half dozen Seahawks games. I saw Nolan Ryan's last inning in 1993, the NASL Soccer Bowl in 1976, two Mariners opening nights, the Final Four in 1984, Pele and the Cosmos in 1977, and Reggie Lewis' final trip to Seattle with the Celtics in 1992(while listening to the second half of the Copper Bowl.

I voted against it's destruction. Even though I enjoy Qwest Field, there still is not a grass field there as promised to the soccer fans that put the ballot measure over the top. I am still convinced the stadium should be standing.

There are 3 chunks of the Kingdome in with my Sounders stuff in my living room.

Friday, January 19, 2007

It was either that or "Buddy" ...


It was either that or "Buddy" ...

Back when he was in the White House Bill Clinton got a dog, he named him "Buddy". I can remember the goofy dumb grin on his face when he announced the dog's name, like it was something so cool ... and I remember thinking that the Ivy League and Oxford didn't change the fact that he was a redneck at heart.

Well, 16 years ago today (give or take a couple days but I think I am right) I got a little pet too. Of course, mine was a turtle. I was in school in Spokane at the time and decided to get the turtle, I had wanted one for a while and was living alone. A fellow classmate helped me set up the tank and get it all together (he had a pet ball python) so it was kind of cool.

Then it came time to name him, or her (we figured out it was a her by the under shell) and since we had been listening to Buddy Holly it became Holly as the name. I believe for a little while we did call her Buddy, but it passed. The other option was Harry or Sally since we had just watched that movie on video. A turtle named "Harry"? That would have been funny had she been a he.

Well, Holly still is in the tank living her little turtle life. She has been back and forth across the mountains a couple times, lived with friends and relatives for short periods, and even spent some time in a greenhouse, but there she is. For whatever reason she will freak out for everyone else, but when I put my face up close she mellows. I believe that she is now the pet I have had the longest, as Raffles died just prior to turning 16.

Now, I just have to keep Tiger off the tank.

Thursday, January 18, 2007

Hockey List (Ephemera Project) ...



Hockey List (Ephemera Project) ...

This is a listing of material that is part of my effort to catalog ephemera that I have retained over the years. I will also have a football, pro wrestling, live theatre, and other sports lists that I will post here. The decision to post it all on the blog is just for the purpose of documentation. I will try to add anecdotes and details about these games and maybe add photos as I go. The recent Top Ten list of college basketball games was the first of this ephemera project. It sort of is a dual track of research with the Oxymoron project as I was running across this stuff at the same time so I decided to document it as well.

This is a limited listing of games I have been to, but is pretty close to everything. I have only attended WHL minor league and Olympic matches, never an NHL game, which really needs to change and is kind of inexcusable given that Vancouver is so close. Much of my ephemera pre-1990 is fairly limited. I remember going to a couple of Seattle Breakers and Thunderbirds games with my dad and with Bob in the late 70s to the mid 80s against teams like the New Westminster Bruins at Mercer Arena, but have limited information on those games. The list includes only the games for which I have ticket stubs post-1990. It doesn’t make much sense to make a Top Ten list when I really haven’t been to that many memorable games. Hockey is fun, and some of the games have been more fun than others, but it doesn’t stick with me like other sports. I have not got all of the scores at this point, but it is a pretty good list, all things considered.

SLC Olympics
(The photos on this posting are a montage from the SLC Olympics)

2.12.02 United States (W) vs. Germany – 10-0 – First Round Pool Play – E Center – The US scored more goals than the Germans took shots on goal, so the US could have played without a goalie and won. The security for our double header was very intricate, as this was very shortly post-911. We had to exit the building and go through the entire line again security again.

2.12.02 Austria vs. Slovakia – 3-2 – First Round Pool Play – E Center – Ron and I decided to root for Slovakia since there were a number of very attractive Slovakian women sitting in front of us, which is as good of a reason as any. Satan was supposed to have played for Slovakia, but did not. Mike Eruzione and Jaromir Jagr were in attendance. The game was 1-1 with 10 shots each after one. The game was 2-2 with 20 shots each after two. The game was 3-2 with 30 shots for Austria and 29 for Slovakia after three.

Everett Silvertips

1.8.06 vs. Kamloops Blazers - 4-5 (L) – EEC – w/Ron – Tying goal called back upon review very late in the game. Took Ron for Xmas.

12.17.03 vs. Tri-City Americans – 1-1 (T) – EEC – w/Tim – Inaugural season present from the kids.

Spokane Chiefs

1.7.98 vs. Portland Winter Hawks – Spokane Arena

3.16.97 vs. Tri-City Americans – Spokane Arena – w/Jacob as a baby enjoying the spectacle until the Chiefs scored and everyone cheered, then he was unhappy.

2.16.91 vs. Victoria Cougars – (Old Spokane Coliseum) – w/Larry – Then I walked to the Opera House and enjoyed a free concert from Blue Oyster Cult the same night.

1.23.91 vs. Seattle Thunderbirds – (Old Spokane Coliseum) – Apparently the Thunderbirds bus had caught fire on the way over and the players had to escape through the windows. The game nearly did not take place.

Tacoma Rockets

1.23.93 vs. Prince Albert Raiders – Tacoma Dome – I have the pennant from the Red Robin giveaway that night, the final was 6-3 in favor of Tacoma, which tied a single season home consecutive home victories streak for in the WHL.

Seattle Thunderbirds

12.15.01 vs. Saskatoon Blades – Key Arena - A birthday present for someone.

2.27.99 vs. Kamloops Blazers – Key Arena

2.3.98 vs. Edmonton Ice – Key Arena – w/Ron using tickets he got from work.

9.26.92 vs. Portland Winter Hawks – Seattle Center Coliseum - Home opener with Ron and Richard.

1.2.91 vs. Moose Jaw Warriors – Mercer Arena

“Game 18” 1985-86 Season – Seattle vs. ??? (possibly Kamloops, as I have photos from a game in that time period that look like the opposing team is Kamloops)

12.29.85 vs. Victoria Cougars

I also had a “Burn the Blazers” playoffs tee from 1986 that I am pretty sure Bob got for me. I cannot specifically remember if I went to those playoffs with him, or if I just intended to and couldn’t.

Seattle Breakers

I attended a handful of games for the Seattle Breakers in the late 70s and early 80s, but I have no ephemera or specific games that I recall. I do remember seeing the New Westminster Bruins, for some reason, once or twice. I can remember going with my dad and friends.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Recent passing thoughts ...

These are recent notes that I wrote down in passing, in emails, on post it notes in response to situations, conversations, news articles and reports, or just because they occurred to me ...

Here goes ...

United States Air Force Staff Sergeant Michelle Manhart has posed nude for the latest issue of Playboy ... That is one way to get out of going to Iraq.

Chemistry ...
... is dangerous. It is why scientists wear goggles, big heavy rubber gloves, lab coats, and masks and generally work in special rooms with warnings on the door. They want to avoid the messes, the fumes, and the explosions and to minimize the dangers to the rest of the world ….

How else can survivors be found but alive? (Headline read "14 Survivors Found Alive")

Bob Nardelli The former CEO of Home Depot reportedly was paid a $210 Million dollar check to go away because of poor performance … it is too easy, but I would love to go fail as a CEO somewhere …

The Baseball Hall Of Fame ballot is not a vote of "magnitude". It is important to a degree and in context, yes, but voting for president or local officials is of far more magnitude. It is time to take sportswriters out of the equation as they are turning themselves into the story. Too many seem to come across as self-righteous pricks.

Upstairs in the mail room I noticed that there were four wall clocks. All of the clocks on the wall were showing different hours and minutes, the only one that was correct was the one labeled Pacific Time. The three labeled Mountain, Central, and Eastern seemed sarcastic. The clocks have been off for a while and everyone seems okay with it or to have not noticed it at all.

I don’t want to take a job just to take a job, even a decent one, that is going to put me in the same place 2-3 years from now to where I was a year ago, I’d rather go bankrupt, and likely will as a result.

(From a note dated 1/3/07) I wish I would have been drinking or partying last night, I would actually feel better about being so stupid this morning.

Mark this day 1-8-07, the Cougs are #22 in the AP poll, first ranking since one week in Feb 1983 (one of 4 tourney years ever …) + 3 NIT years ... I was just hoping that they had a shot at being in the top 64 this year.

I don’t like to think of myself as an opportunistic type of guy with women, but maybe it is time to actually TRY.

Saturday, January 13, 2007

Don't Want To Talk About The Weather ...

... but holey moley Andy!

I have never been one to complain about the weather, but this year Winter has just grinded the whiner out of me.

I remember the 98-99 Winter with 116 straight days with rain (give or take). And, I lived through Pullman and Spokane winters ...

... and I've always dealt with it by running and going about my business no matter what.

But ever since this past September when it suddenly went from too hot to too cool in a day and a half it has just been too much.

So, to all of you who don't believe that climate change is legit, just please shut up.

Dasher ... 12 years in the family


My little white doggie Dasher has been with me 12 years as of this weekend - January 14, 1995.

Even after she broke her back in 1996 she still had the spunk to climb up and tended to sleep on me for some time. As she has gotten older and slower, this is not possible any more.

I know her time is winding down, but she is still my tiny girl.

When we got Dasher she bonded very quickly with Babie, and has managed to tolerate Tiger, at least for the most part.

The past couple years she has pretty much gone with me everywhere. In part, this is because I am not home a lot and she would not be able to go out when she needed to. She takes medicine for her injuries and I can better regulate it this way. Also, this is in part a solution to having the Grinch living upstairs from me; a woman who has reported Dasher to the landlord for being loud when locked up, and me for being loud when I was at work during my nightshift era at Safeco.

When I wrecked the van recently, more people asked if Dasher was okay first, which I can understand in part since I was standing there and obviously not critically injured, but was still a bit much ...

These days I have to wait for her instead of having her run ahead of me, and sometimes I carry her up the stairs, but there are times where her spark is still there.

Top Ten Club Shows I Can Remember Attending ...

Top Ten Club Shows I Can Remember Attending ...

These are not the sorts of events that have the ephemera I love to save. There aren’t ticket stubs. I may or not have paid cover for some of these shows. The dates are a bit foggy. Some of the clubs no longer exist. I cannot remember all of the other bands that played. Basically, this is what comes to mind when I think of club shows over the years.

1 - Dharma Bums / Young Brians - March 1991 The Big Dipper - Spokane WA - it was snowing and a weeknight and it was packed and it rocked like you would not believe ... the bands themselves commented on this during the evening ... there are just nights where things click and for whatever reason this night everything just rocked ... I can even remember thinking at the time that this was better than most of the arena shows I had been to over the previous few years and had paid much more money for ...

2 - Forced Entry / Bitter End / Condemmed - 1990 - Central Tavern - Seattle WA - I am still surprised the building is still standing, but then again it has handled earthquakes. This was a night of absolute thrash metal where I mostly sat up high on the side and looked down on the stage. There is even a review of this in an issue of City Heat.

3 - Kristen Barry 1990 - Central Tavern - I love this woman's music - a separate blog entry is forthcoming

4 - Ruby Dee and the Snakehandlers / Heartbreak USA - 12-06 - Highway 99 Blues Club Seattle WA - great bands I've seen before, and even together, with too small a crowd, so I was able to just enjoy the music ... I did get the opportunity to teach Sabrina to two step a little and dance a song with Ruby ...

5 - Big Feeling - Spokane WA 1991 - I just remember the acoustic solo version of Staying Alive and that is enough to make this list. I cannot for the life of me remember the name of the club there in Spokane and there weren’t many people there, which was not fair. There were a couple of decent bands in Spokane back then and this is one of them.

6 - Vinyl Avengers/Gold Spikes/The Davanos - OAT 2006 Seattle and LRH Seattle 2006 – exchange a couple guys and these bands change names but not quality, I saw them all a bunch and they are always great, so not one particular show here since there were great times to be had, I am simply putting them on the list on general principle ...

7 - Katrina Benefit Jam - Sept 2005 - Little Red Hen Seattle --- a who's who of local country and rockabilly for a good cause, packed and fun night, and the mixing and matching of musicians was really cool, there is simply so much quality in the genre in the Seattle area these days ...

8 - Knut Bell and the Blue Collars - EMP - 12-2003 - Liquid Lounge – I went to just get out of the house. I had no idea who was playing but just hoped for something worth seeing. I ran into an ECS member and my friend said to stay for a couple songs. I stayed for a couple sets. A girl flashed me. This show led to so many other things down the road that I am hesitant to think about how some things would be different for me today.

9 – (Unknown) Irish singers - Kell's - 6-05 Seattle – I went with my aunt and mom to take them to an Irish restaurant and we decided to hang out for a while. My mother had never bought me a drink until an Irish Coffee that night, I was almost 38 when this happened. There was a small band of three Irish singers on stage and it was very, very cool.

10 - BOC - Under The Rail - Seattle WA - 1993 - I am hesitant to add these guys to the list since they are arena rock big boys, but it was a club show after all. We stood right up front, some local bands opened (Bathtub Gin and ???) ... amazing ...

Honorable Mention - My Violent God – small short lived club near Northgate in Seattle - 5 people 93/94ish – I went with my brother to see an artist friend perform. It was kind of a strange experience to have the entire club to ourselves, it was almost like being at a rehearsal. It really wasn’t a good Top Ten type of show, but worth noting.

Honorable Mention - The Swain's – I have seen these guys several times, but both nights on one wild weekend in 6/05 was when it became clear I knew how to dance ...

Ten Best College Hoops Games I Have Attended (Men)

Ten Best College Hoops Games I Have Attended (Men)

As part of my ongoing effort to chronicle various things into lists and anecdotes I now list my best hoops games. Granted, I have never had the good fortune to see games in places like Duke or Indiana, but I have been to a Final Four and sat in the old Kennel at Gonzaga as a student. Also, one NIT game made me face up to the reality of The Sports Guy’s rule about only really being able to root for one team ...

1) Washington State 92 Gonzaga 73 – 3.14.96 – NIT First Round – Pullman, WA – Friel Court – I stood down front mid-court and watched my two teams square off in Pullman while I stood in the student section at Wazzu (I was in grad school). I have always preferred the college game and watching these two teams play an elimination game, even in the NIT, was intense. The crowd was huge and emotional. I now understand what The Sports Guy means. I had to decide right then and there that I may have attended both schools, but I AM a Coug first.

2) Houston 49 Virginia 47 (OT) – 3.31.84 – NCAA Final Four – Seattle, WA – Kingdome – My brother and I got nosebleed 300 level seats in the Kingdome for a semifinal double-header but both had to work so only got to attend one game. Olajuwon took on and defeated Polynice (Sampson was an NBA rookie by then) and if it had not gone to OT we would have been able to at least see a little more of Georgetown (Ewing) and Kentucky (Bowie) than the warm ups.

3) Washington State 94 Texas Tech 82 – 3.15.95 - NIT First Round – Pullman, WA – Friel Court – This game was as intense as any I have ever seen. The Cougs were hoping for back to back NCAA bids and settled for a home NIT match with Texas Tech. It was clear from the start that this game meant something to the players more than just another game.

4) Washington State 72 Washington 59 – 3.13.93 - PAC 10 Regular Season – Seattle, WA – Hec Ed – The Cougs ran away with this game during the Kelvin Samson Era and the Cougar crowd owned the building. Mike Price was sitting just a bit in front of me leading cheers and Butch ran the Husky mascot off the court. When Bennie Seltzer scored late and danced down the court with the clock ticking down it was as cool as winning the Apple Cup.

5) Gonzaga 81 Eastern Washington 63 – 12.15.90 - Non-Conference – Spokane, WA – The Kennel – The only game I attended in the student section while I was shortly a student at Gonzaga. I remember sitting there with a classmate reflecting how GU really got the whole student section thing right. Then they beat up on Eastern.

6) Washington State 73 UCLA 78 – 1.4.96 – PAC 10 Regular Season – Spokane, WA – Spokane Arena – This was an incredibly talented UCLA team that kept it close and won it late in front of a rowdy crowd in Spokane (since school was out in Pullman the Cougs often play home games there around the holidays). More than anything else I remember the calm confidence of the UCLA team that looked at us like we were crazy to think the Cougs would win. Toby Bailey had me hating a player for having a great game more than almost any player in any sport ever has (Todd Marinovich in the 4th quarter against the Cougs in 1989 is a tie for first).

7) Idaho 64 Washington 61 – 12.6.95 – Non-Conference – Moscow, ID – Kibbie Dome – I didn’t tend to venture over for many UI events during all the years I lived in Pullman. But, when you win tickets on the radio and get to see the Huskies lose to a team they scheduled for an easy win, that was sweet. I ... D ... A ... H ... O ... Idaho, Idaho ... Go! Go! Go!

8) Washington State 83 UCLA 98 – 2.11.95 – PAC 10 Regular Season – Pullman, WA – Friel Court – A recurring theme of being a Coug fan is to watch them come close, but usually fall short (They win just enough to give you that faint sense of hope each time anyways). Friel packed to the rafters. My father sitting next to me. Drew Bledsoe sitting across the aisle. UCLA wins with a late surge.

9) Washington State 59 Arizona 96 – 1.15.87 – PAC 10 Regular Season – Pullman, WA – Bohler Gym – The power went out due to a huge snowfall. But, me and Dan and other guys from the dorm were in front waiting to get in at Friel and heard the game was being moved before anyone else and hightailed it in record time to Bohler Gym. I can still remember having to high step through a huge snow drift running downhill in the dark, hoping not to slip in order to get there first. We did. Front row. Free throw line seats in a gym that holds under 3k for an Arizona team that had Steve Kerr and Sean Elliot. We had to move our feet for players to inbound the ball and I can remember having to move for Kerr and Elliot. We got killed but enjoyed the game anyways.

10) Washington State 101 California 83 – 2.1.92 – PAC 10 Regular Season – Pullman, WA – Friel Court – My first basketball game as an alumnus back in Pullman. I had been back for an Apple Cup, but this was different feeling. The Cougs won the game during the upswing of the Kelvin Samson Era. This team went on to make the NIT.

If I was to extend this list I would add a UW/Arizona game with my brother at Hec Ed in the early 90s when the Dawgs sucked but still beat UA, a game against Cal in 87 with Lance and Elgin where this big oaf from Cal got taunted but hit the game winner and taunted us back, wins over the Dawgs in Pullman in 87 and 95, a PLU game with Lance on the roster in later 87, and a Friel Court loss to Gonzaga in 86.

Saturday, January 06, 2007

Updates (or putting 2006 to bed) ...

Updates (or putting 2006 to bed) ... aka Ohio State - you suck!

This is (presumably) the last word on blog entries from 2006. I hope ...

* no one solved Predictable Patterns
* Dasher squatted on my slippers, and by that I mean she stepped over the top of one of them and deliberately while looking at me peed inside one of them, hence I need new slippers
* I got the van back and it is drivable - not a long-term solution for transportation and it is taking a lot of work to minimize how bad it looks, but I still have wheels. While I was sitting at the bottom of the ravine looking for my phone and thinking about what to do I did not expect to be driving the van ever again.
* Scott put Chitty Chitty Bang Bang in a bag of videos for me to borrow while I was recovering from the rollover, yet claims to have not known about why I have never watched it in its entirety.
* I have still neither heard nor sung Emma Peel on a Sunday night at the Hen.
* The BCS is staying put
* Bob Bradley is still the interim USMNT coach
* Voice articles are still pending an issue being released
* Proving that at least someone has read this blog, Kelly took me to White Christmas at the 5th Avenue ... and it was awesome. Thanks Kelly!
* The Xmas wish list was a complete and utter strike out, except that Robin gave me our old fryer which I didn't even know we had in the first place. This is like the first time I have ever really come up with a good list and it was like noone used it since I would know what I was getting. Now, I got a couple of cool things and it was all good, but c'mon now ...
* I won the MFLS Prediction League after all
* I successfully tested for my 1st Degree National Level Black Belt in Taekwondo and it is very cool to wear. The Purple in Thai Kickboxing will take a while to progress out of as I will miss some classes due to my shoulder and neck.
* I am signed up to go for Seattle Marathon number 10, and although I would like to try two marathons this year, I don't know if I can be ready after the accident.
* paulsbasement.org has been updated, with more to follow
* Ringo has now progressed to the point where we are writing songs together. A future blog posting on this is in the works .... music does not need to be a generational barrier.
* It turns out that girl I dated as a sophomore in high school really was who I thought she was and now I know how she is doing, which is really weird.
* My hand healed up after the brick a lot faster than my neck and shoulder after the rollover.
* Some subbing stories are not funny.
* The Cougs blew a winnable Apple Cup ... again.
* I found some old friends through myspace.com
* I still haven't traveled farther than Tacoma in now over two years ... that will need to change.
* Africa still beckons ...
* Coaching little girls in soccer is very rewarding and I miss practicing with them.
* The State of Washington remains frustrating to work with for a variety of reasons and functions.
* My friend moved to Texas, but the piece I had to write for her is now entered in a writing contest ...
* I did not go to Alice in Chains or Guns 'n Roses ...
* I'm still turning 40 this summer ... which is much better than the alternative.
* Jefferson's Brewery is still in the planning stages ... but will happen some day. I will be brewing up some blonde or amber shortly as a test.
* Steve Zungul is still not in the Hall of Fame ...
* Liverpool is not the cup team I thought they were. Two losses to Arsenal at home in cup matches in four days is simply terrible.
* The Ron won the annual bowl bet. It came down to the last game between Ohio State and Florida and wouldn't you know it, Ohio State sucks. Michigan, Notre Dame, Alabama, Nebraska and other supposed powers; you all suck too. Boise State and Troy, you two came through for me. So now I will be treating to a Sunday afternoon AFL2 game between the Everett Hawks and the Stockton Lightning in May.
* Dasher is fine. She wasn't in the van. More people have asked about her being okay than have asked if I am ...

The Tours I Never Got To See ...

The year was 1981. I ditched football (as in American or Gridiron Football to clarify to my friends) practice to head to the Kingdome to see The Rolling Stones. The tickets cost SIXTEEN DOLLARS (!) and that was for upper deck seats. I have never been the same.

We all love to swap stories about how many great shows we’ve been to.

There was the time Bob and I were at The Firm and the wall broke, but we did get to be mere feet from Jimmy Page. There was the time that Robert Plant finally decided it was okay to play Led Zeppelin songs and “In The Evening” kicked in and it was like Beatle-mania. I had great floor seats for Paul McCartney in the Kingdome after camping out all night in the cold at the old Frederick & Nelson at Aurora Village in the days before “the internets”. Similarly, there was camping out for Def Leppard tickets during the Hysteria tour in the cold of Pullman. And, there are times where we’ve all wanted to go to a show and couldn’t and listened in silent jealous rage (usually silent anyway) as our friends rubbed our noses in it about “how great it was” and how “it would have been so cool if you could have made it”. Even the best of friends can be passive aggressive jerks.

We endure stories and revel in our own. I would have loved to have seen The Kinks in 1983, Eric, and been able to witness the Dave Davies Incident.

I am fortunate in that I have been to a lot of concerts, club shows, band rehearsals, and the like as a fan, a journalist, etc ... and it is fun to be the passive aggressive jerk and tell those stories.

But ... there are those shows that we wanted to go to so bad that it still hurts now. Of course, some of these hurt more than others.

We have to miss out on stuff in life, it’s just life. Things like school, location, money, time, jobs, conflicting events, kids … they all play a factor in that.

Years later I saw many of these performers. Some were worth the wait, others weren’t, but that is all beside the point. And, this is not even a complete listing.

U2 1987 Joshua Tree Tour – I tried for four hours on the phone to get through to get tickets for a show that would have required a road trip from Pullman to Vancouver BC. My roommates were mad I was tying up the phone, which was hardly a problem since other issues led to me moving out shortly thereafter.

The Police 1983 Synchronicity Tour – Ended up going to Peelers (my high school club soccer team) practice that night at 60 Acres (60 Acres is where the Mighty, Mighty Panthers played this year and where I would later break my right ankle on my first wedding anniversary). Lance missed practice due to his birthday, since it turned out his dad took him to the show.

Iron Maiden 1982 Beast on the Road Tour – a Mercer Arena show with Saxon and Fastway. ‘nuff said. You can also add the 1984 tour with Twisted Sister to this list since I can remember being a jerk to the stoners in wood shop that actually got to go.

Metallica 1993 Tour – I really though Robin was surprising me with tickets as we drove into Seattle. As we drove past the Mercer Street exit and it was clear I was not going to Memorial Stadium and I started sulking she caught on. I still think that is why she surprised me with Pearl jam tickets in 1998 at the same venue.

Ozzy Osbourne 1986 Tour – Ozzy on tour with Metallica. Gary went to the show in Kentucky before Cliff’s death and still rubs it in to this day.

Journey 1981 Tour – I know … but everyone on the football team (same team as in the above Stones mention) wanted to go. It was peer pressure at its worst.

AC/DC 1981/82 Tour – Henry went, rubbed it in, and it bothered me for years. I finally saw them in 1988 with Bob and they were great, so I can tell Ringo that yes, I have seen AC/DC in concert. But, I really wanted to go to this tour.

Frankie Goes To Hollywood 1985 Tour – Don’t ask. One of those things I could not admit to back then was that the album they were touring on was one of the great records of the 80s. I almost took my brother’s girlfriend, pretending to be doing it so he didn’t have to go. I later took her to Big Time Wrestling when he had to work once and regretted it.

BOC/Black Sabbath 1980ish Black and Blue Tour – I actually remember driving past Memorial Stadium that night to visit my godparents with the family. I went outside to try and hear it from their house on Queen Anne. There was noise, but no luck. I did see BOC several times later and I did see Dio in 1985, but this was the tour to see both.

Duran Duran 1984 Tour – Again, I could not admit that I wanted to go and therefore simply could not go or risk being spotted. I secretly envied Kristi et al for a long time, until 2005 when I got to go to the Duran Duran reunion with Kristi et al and admitted over dinner to everyone that I had wanted to go 20 years earlier. A piece for this blog and paulsbasement.org is in the works.

Candlebox 1994 Tour – They were playing in Pullman and I just couldn’t make the scheduling work due to soccer coaching commitments.

Foo Fighters 1994 Tour – They were playing the CUB Ballroom, the very same CUB Ballroom Alice in Chains played in 1989. I regret this one very, very much.

Soundgarden 1989 Tour – They also played the CUB, but the lower level. A guy in my Bible As Literature class rubbed it in. I think he wore the tee shirt to class several times after that to just be a jerk.

Keith Richards 1989ish Talk is Cheap Tour – Keith played The Paramount on that tour and I think I couldn’t go because of school. That would have been a cool show.

Van Halen 1986 5150 Tour – This show was across the street from my dorm. However, tickets sold out very quickly while I was deciding if I even wanted to see the Van Hagar version of Van Halen. I should have gone, just on general principle.

The Rolling Stones 2002/2006 Tours – 2002 was C3’s fault, pure and simple. 2006 was just plain too much money for where I am at financially these days. The fact that Ringo really wanted to go the 2006 tour makes this one a bitter pill to swallow.

Simon and Garfunkel early 2000s Tour – Ticket prices beyond what I could afford or reasonably ask my mother for as a gift. Just a concert way out of my price range.

It is easier to miss a show when I’ve seen a band before, especially if it is more than once. It would have been cool to see Queensryche this fall, but I’ve seen them several times and watched them do Mindcrime before, so it was a bit easier to take. And, I’ve seen the original Guns ‘n Roses (they aren’t really GnR anyway, they are really just Axl Rose solo and well, who cares about Axl Rose and the Hired Guns?) and Alice in Chains so the reunion shows have not bugged me that much.

I also remember wishing my folks would take me to see Johnny Cash as a kid. I regret never seeing the Man in Black in person. Eventually, other performers I wanted to see like Judas Priest I eventually got to see. Ozzfest has provided me with the opportunity to see so many new and used acts over the past few years that I am hoping this won’t happen as much in the future.

Of course, I really would like to go see Stone Sour later this month, but likely can’t.

So be it.

"The Bet"

This is what happens when I lose a bet ... I have to write something romantic for a woman ... well ... I have also entered this in the Richard Hugo House "One Foot On The Floor" writing competition. The premise is that the piece cannot be overtly sexual, it must be romantic and sensual, like back in the day when all scenes in movies had to have "one foot on the floor" in order to not be considered obscene. The romance of some of those old movies far outweighs the romance of many modern films precisely because so much was left to the imagination ...

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THE BET

I felt the skin on her back as we slowly danced in the crowd. Smooth like satin, I longed to explore it further. If it was that soft on her shoulder I could only imagine how soft it is elsewhere. The dress had caught me off guard. Strapless. Black. Short. Flirty. It moved with her as she swayed to the Latin beat. Beads of sweat on my forehead were not from the heat of the dance floor, but from the thoughts swirling through my head. She could move. And, if she could move like that here I could only imagine how she could move without a crowd somewhere more private. We swayed gently, slowly, like we had been together before in other ways. Her right hand was gently resting in my left and her left rested softly on my right shoulder. Was I imagining it? Or, was her left hand slowly caressing my arm? I hastened a glance, trying not to look as nervous as I was starting to feel. Fortunately, she was looking away and I did not make eye contact, for at that moment I was susceptible to influence and the eye contact with her would have betrayed my real thoughts. And then I felt it. She kissed my neck, softly, and then again. Her face remained close to the spot, breath warm and inviting. For a moment, I tried to ignore it, but that lasts about 3.2 seconds before I lean down and kiss her. I skip the whole neck or cheek step and proceed directly and firmly to her lips. SheÂ’s surprised, but responds. She kisses back, firmly too. The kiss lingers several seconds longer than I expected, then we both pull away. Her eyes were closed, but with a content smile crossing her face. I lean in and kiss her again. Her arms reached up, heads pulling my face down, holding it to where she could control the force and duration of the kiss. The song had stopped; the band on a break. But, we stood there, swaying, embraced and lost in the moment that was now more than just a mere moment. My hand slowly works it way down her back to her waste, pulling her closer. At this point we are in need of moving away from the dance floor and her next reaction tells me our minds are on the same page. She takes my hand and starts to pull away. With her other hand she places one finger on my lips as if to keep me silent. Her eyes glance back to our table in the corner by the stairs and she begins to lead me ...

Friday, January 05, 2007

"Mission Accomplished"

Much ado was made over the now infamous “Mission Accomplished” sign in 2003. However, the ballyhoo about the sign has continually missed the point. From the military’s standpoint, they had accomplished what they were sent to do. They were right. They were right then. They are still right in retrospect. What the problem is in regards to that sign and the notion that the mission was accomplished is that the role of the military has not been adequately discussed.

Prior to the invasion in 2003 the military role was in support of the diplomatic and political mission. Although I believe that the Bush Administration had no actual intent to do anything less than invade and that the diplomatic and political efforts were always for show, it does not change the fact that the military role was to be in support.

The invasion, ouster, and eventual removal of Saddam Hussein was the only portion of this entire long national nightmare where the military was supposed to be in the primary role. Once Saddam was removed and captured, the role of the military was to move back into support of the diplomatic and political efforts. The Bush Administrations absolute inability to handle this situation has been documented ad nauseam elsewhere so I will merely mention it here. But, suffice it so say, it is not the fault or role of the military in this matter.

The military has had its own well-documented problems in Iraq, but again I do not believe that is the issue here. What is the issue is that they have been stuck in an awful situation as a police force without an actual mission to accomplish since 2003. Death tolls have mounted due to the failure of the diplomatic and political process. These deaths are not a military failure, they are the result of an utter lack of vision and foresight and the ignoring of the diplomatic and political reality they were stuck in the middle of.

And yet, nothing seems to be changing; after an election where the US public voted for change, after the Iraq Study Group Report, after so many other things I don’t want to list them all, the president has evidently come to the conclusion that he was right all along and is going to just keep plowing away.

Meanwhile, the government in place in Iraq is pretty much made up of anti-American segments. The media in Iraq is hardly free and open and reports come in that it is being squashed and subverted (the lesson being that when you censor something you give it additional power when it goes to Syria or Egypt and broadcasts from there). A surge of troops appears to be coming. The Iraq government bungled the hanging of Saddam in such a way that it appears to be our fault when it clearly is not (they wanted to show they are independent of us so they handled it themselves and I won’t accept or point fingers on that one).

The POTUS is now engaged in Orwellian double speak; to paraphrase, “Americans want victory, and victory means winning” is all we get. He. Doesn't. Get. It. At. All. The troops coming home is not a military failure.

This is not much ado about nothing.

Sunday, December 31, 2006

I am not a stunt man ...

Now that I know what it is like to roll a car down a ravine I never have to experience that again.

I am not a stunt man.

I may do crazy stuff like parasail, marathon, martial arts, and the like, but I am not a stunt man.


It has been over 23 years since I was involved in an accident. Actually, I should clarify that. It has been over 23 years since I hit anything. Coincidentally, I have had my driver’s license for just over 23 years. I have been bumped into a few times, as in rear ended twice at the same intersection in two weeks in 1999. And, I was the middle car in a three car rear-ender on 99 in 1983 when I was 16, but I will swear until my dying day that I was hit and pushed (when you are 16 they assume you did it and give you the ticket pretty much no matter what). The rear-enders I was in ever really led to any serious bodily harm, so I have been very lucky. I have also always been a pretty careful driver, so that has to do with some of it.

Middle of last week I was driving down this windy road in Brier and saw a car up against a tree in some bushes. This is not the first accident I have seen the aftermath of on that road either. It is a windy, go slow and you’ll be okay, but you need to be careful anyway sort of road. I don’t always take that road, but it is the most convenient route to the park and ride.

So, Friday morning I take the windy road. I am in good shape on time to catch my bus. I had noticed the roads had a lot of frost. There wasn’t much traffic given the holidays. As I started down the road I came upon the site of the previously mentioned accident and noted that the area was sanded. Still, I slowed down. I came down to the bottom curve and slowed down to turn and everything was fine. However, as I came out of the turn I felt the vehicle give a little slide. It was too late immediately. The vehicle spun. I admit I was much more concerned about oncoming traffic in the first instant than anything else. Then I saw the hillside. I could not have been going more than 10-15 miles per hour, but with that patch of frost/ice it really didn’t matter, that was too fast. I saw the drop off and can picture the image, it was a long way down. I braced myself for the airbags. I remember my head hitting the roof and my neck cracking 5 times. I remember the jerking motion and the lurch to a stop.

I resisted getting a cell phone for several years. I am glad I have one now. I called for help. I called my folks. I called work. I was lucky.

But, I was more lucky for other reasons. It appears I traveled a good 35 feet. The van landed on its wheels. The van landed in a huge blackberry bush. The structural damages do not appear to be severe; I do need a new driver’s side mirror, and I will need to do some work on the roof. I walked away.

My dad got there. The police responded, although they drove past once not seeing me down the ravine (the responding officer said it just looked like a parked car on the side of the driveway). The wrecker winched out the van and it appeared it had a chance to still be drivable. Unfortunately, the oil pan was damaged and so the oil was leaking. The oil pan is a solvable problem. It appears I will be still driving the minivan when I get it back later in the week. The front end never hit anything so the airbag never deployed. No other fluids were leaking. The seatbelt held (the officer said he knew I had been wearing it since my left shoulder hurt). No wheels blew out. No axles seem to be broken. The kids weren’t in the car. Dasher was at my folks and not in the back. My father was able to come to the scene as it was close to my folks’ house and my father’s work. The vehicle was not additionally damaged by the winching. I missed the tree in front of me by maybe a foot or two. I landed upright. I did not hit any oncoming traffic. No one else got hurt.

(I went back to the scene the next afternoon to take pictures and show my mother where it happened. It was a farther drop than I remembered. I had hoped it would seem like less and not like more.)

I was able to unbuckle, open my own door, and walk away.

I have always said you have to shoot and kill a Toyota. Case closed.

While we were getting the police report written there were a number of people who almost joined me down the ravine. The officer set some flares and it slowed some people down, but they were still sliding while going slow. I got to watch them sand the road while they towed the van away.

6 degrees of Jefferson ...

I have spent some time on The Internets recently looking up old friends. I have found a few on Myspace and through Google and reunion websites; a few I have contacted, others I have not.

There are all sorts of theories on degrees of separation that I will not go into now. Suffice it to say it was very interesting the other night when I discovered that one of the girls I briefly dated while a sophomore in high school had not only dated a good friend of mine, but married him and they had a child together. I had no idea until we were joking around about some stuff. Since he had always referred to her as his son’s mom and never by name, and there aren’t any pictures of them together sitting out, and since I have never been around when there was a drop off or pick up, it just had never come up in conversation until he mentioned her by name. I mentioned I used to date a girl in that town by that name. He said her maiden name. I dropped my pen. There is no real way of me reasonably contacting her to see how things are going now, so she will have to remain in the found out about but did not contact column of the ledger.

Old friends and people that fall out of our lives never change. We remember them in time and space. Seeing them again can be bittersweet and disconcerting as they make such a rapid age change when they reappear.

Monday, December 25, 2006

The Top Ten things I learned in 2006 ...

The Top Ten things I learned in 2006 ...

This list is in lieu of a Christmas / Holiday / New Year’s letter ... I thought about writing a lengthy diatribe about the trials and tribulations of my life this year, about going back to the pathetic politics of the teaching profession after leaving the petty politics of the corporate world, but decided not to for whatever reason ... I decided not to write about how it was a painful year to watch the World Cup and Apple Cup ... I certainly am not going to discuss how I found myself dancing so much that I decided to cut back because it didn't seem worth the drive sometimes ... and I am not going to mail it out with the cards I mailed out weeks ago ... I decided to utilize the blog and narrow the year down to a focus of ten important things and some predictions for 2k7 ... but the predictions seemed lame ...

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2006 in a nutshell - The order is random ...

10 – The dynamic force of an eight player soccer team of seven year old girls could power the region and free us from oil dependence ...

9 – If you are single and decide not to date for a while, ALL of your friends will seem to take it upon themselves to try and “help” ...

8 – There is power in shredding ...

7 – The entire Puget Sound region can seem small and claustrophobic when you do not travel farther than Tacoma for two years ...

6 – Liverpool and the Sounders are better cup clubs than league clubs and that is okay ...

5 – Ozzfest is still worth attending ...

4 – Writing and publishing, even self-publishing in blog form, is worth doing because the only way to be a writer is to write ...

3 – It was a bad summer movie season ...

2 – You have to “man up” and just drive the minivan ...

1 – Bricks are breakable ...

Monday, December 18, 2006

College Bowl Bet 2K6 versus The Ron

College Bowl Bet 2K6 versus The Ron

For many years now, my brother and I have been betting on college football bowl games. In and of itself this is hardly noteworthy, but we have our own little betting system. See, we both love college bowl games, but we don’t always have someone to root for. And, since betting game by game is really pathetic when you don’t get to see a lot of the games played it made more sense one year to start doing what we do – which is to just bet on the whole slate for a single prize. We don’t make this prize something expensive, which I think makes it ultimately more satisfying. Some years it has been a coffee, biscotti, and newspaper, while other years it has been things like movie tickets. We have rules like since some years there are even number games we have a tie-breaker of a particular bowl being worth two. Ron never has to pick Notre Dame (a long story and not mine to tell). I never have to pick the Dawgs and always get the Cougs when they are in a bowl (this year the Cougs hosed themselves by dropping to 6-6 losing their last three so I didn’t have to worry). We pick fairly randomly. Last year he won, as he tends to more often than not, and I had to take him to the Lynnwood Hooters and treat for hot wings (which meant I had to go to the now closed bird watching establishment and order myself some too, I miss that place and I found out this summer it was closed the same day I found out the Sonics are moving to Oklahoma City – it is a push as to which made me more angry and sad).

The bowl season starts tomorrow. I suddenly find myself a TCU fan … (and soon I will be a Middle Tennessee and Western Michigan)

The Brick


The Brick

Back in the fifth grade over winter break my brother and some cousins and I were playing football in the back yard of our house. We were all in the middle school age of fifth through eighth grade and were boys, which meant that we were all hot heads. Well, I remember it was cold and we had been playing for a while when the ball went over the fence into one of our neighbors’ yards, as it was wont to do.

It wasn’t my turn to go and get it - I will swear that until the day I die. My brother refused to go and get it.

Well, you know how it is in any relationship, it isn’t really the little thing itself that two people are arguing about or fighting over? Other things have happened and things just build up until some petty little thing sets one or both people off. Well, that set me off. We started into it. I went after him. We went into the house. I went after him. I kept after him as we went down the hall past my room toward his when he stopped and turned and I let fly with a roundhouse. He ducked and I hit the wall. I apparently hit the wall dang hard. I can remember this really sharp pain.

I went down and stayed down.

Mom wasn’t home. But, she was coming home soon and it was clear that I wasn’t just in pain, I was really, really hurt. We were all more scared of getting in trouble for me getting hurt than we were about the injury itself. To this day my right thumb is offset, as when it was set in the cast the next day it was not set correctly. Never mind that having it injured in that way forced me to learn to do many things left handed, which has helped me throughout life.

On Saturday December 16 when I broke the brick at Seattle Tae Kwon Do during my Black Belt Exam I thought back on that incident as I willingly sent my right fist into the brick. See, I also fractured my right wrist twice as well, my freshman and junior seasons playing goalkeeper for Washington State.

My hand did not break this time ... the brick did though.

Yes, my right hand is bruised and a bit swollen.

When later that evening a lot of the parents asked me if it had hurt I simply decided to tell the truth.

Yes, it hurts when you break a brick with your fist. It is still a brick after all.

But, I would add, it was well worth it.

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

Black Belt Exam Essay

As a part of my Tae Kwon Do Black Belt Exam I was required to write a five page essay on the following questions. The test is December 15 and 16 at Seattle Tae Kwon Do. I have decided to post my essay here.
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What are my short and long-term goals in Tae Kwon Do? And, What are my Actions Steps toward achieving them?

By Jeffrey Lageson

My entire Black Belt experience was kind of an accident. My son Jacob had been talking about taking a martial art for some time when we found ourselves with a Richards’ Tae Kwon Do “Gold Card” that we won through a King’s Elementary School fundraising auction. It was originally really going to be just about him, but since I had the opportunity to try it out too, and he asked if it could be a father and son thing, it was the proverbial no-lose situation for me. I decided to give it a chance and take the first steps with him, even if I did not know what to expect.

I have always been in competitive athletics; playing soccer in college, running marathons and triathlons, and trying my hand at everything from football to wrestling while in school. I even spent several years on bowling teams. Somehow in there, martial arts had never found its way in. Opportunities to take Karate in college notwithstanding, it simply had not worked its way to the front burner, while fencing lessons and basic ballet had (Beginning Ballet is a single credit PE class at Washington State and since I was a goalkeeper for WSU it seemed like a good idea at the time; and the “A” I earned is a part of my permanent college transcripts and GPA).

I have to admit I was very wary of starting something like Tae Kwon Do for a couple of reasons. First, if I am into something I know that I will go into it until I have accomplished something. I am what they call goal-oriented. If not interested, I will dabble, set it aside, and consider it a lesson learned and a box checked off on the “to do list” of life.

After a couple of classes a funny thing happened, I felt better. My back felt better. My thumb was turning out to be able to handle the stress. I had needed surgery to have my left thumb screwed back together with titanium that is permanently in place less than two years earlier. I was looking forward to class, not just to have a father and son thing to do with Jacob, but also for me.

I am fortunate that Tae Kwon Do has had a duality for me; that of a father and son activity and something that is also personally satisfying and something I can take pride in for myself.
The whole experience has somehow managed to be a floating short and long-term goal. Each belt has proven to be a short-term goal with the big picture goal being the black belt that will be waiting for me to hammer fist through a stack of boards to grab on December 16. Suddenly, the long-term goal has become the short-term goal. But, I do not intend to stop right here and right now, even though I also do not know how far I can and will go in Tae Kwon Do. Part of it is physical. Even though I feel better, I have unfortunately broken, torn, and separated enough bones, joints, and muscles that at times it is a real struggle.

What I do know is that I will continue to take color belt tests in Thai Kickboxing as well. The opportunity to achieve a black belt in separate martial arts is very tempting to me on admittedly aesthetic grounds. The opportunity to promote in black belt into international and higher ranks strikes me as worthwhile as well. Many factors will go into the decisions I make. However, there is also plenty of time for me to make decisions, train and grow. Much like the marathon has become a way of life in how I take care of my diet and exercise throughout the year, Tae Kwon Do will be a part of what I do in various capacities as long as I am physically able to do it. I have added a heavy bag to my carport to give me a private training area and have purchased other equipment to assist me in private training.

The three years I have been training have been physically and personally challenging for me. Tae Kwon Do has provided much needed continuity in various transitions that have taken place.
When I had the surgery on my torn abdominal muscles in May of 2005, coming to class to stretch and work my hand techniques and forms got my strength and mobility back much faster than the surgeon had expected. I found myself back sparring again much sooner than I had hoped. The first time I felt contact to my midsection in sparring was a much need jolt and simultaneously a boost of confidence in my ability to get through the physical rigors of black belt preparation. Even if, in retrospect, eight days after surgery to return to class to do the aforementioned stretching was a bit quick, I knew I had the opportunity to use aspects of Tae Kwon Do in conjunction with other physical therapy to bounce back so long as I was careful. The surgeon was pleased with how I went about this as inactivity would have been far worse for me than almost anything else as it would create much more muscle atrophy and therefore a longer rehabilitation period. I tested for my Brown Belt on time as a result of focusing on forms.

The previous example is included here more to show the use of floating short and long-term goals in conjunction with the long-term black belt goal discussed earlier. It would have been easy for me to stop there and use the injury as an excuse to stop training and move on to something else, but having the short and long-term goals has proven to work for me. I cannot even begin to describe how banged up I feel at times. Yet, in fact I feel so much stronger than I did three years ago.

It was necessary for me to also find a way to keep Tae Kwon Do fun for me. At the time of my first classes my hair was much longer than it is now and I found it was falling in my face. It became necessary to take care of this problem in the short-term by wearing a bandana. I grabbed a white bandana to match the uniform and belt and went about wearing it. At the time of the first test I decided to purchase a yellow bandana and brought it along with me. By the time of the Orange Belt I had cut my hair, but decided to keep getting matching bandanas. It became expected that I would have and wear the matching colored bandanas. I have continued that “tradition” throughout the process and in Thai Kickboxing. I also procured a brand new black bandana that I have had pinned to the wall in my apartment for some time, which is not to be worn until after I have achieved the Black Belt. I look forward to unfolding it and wearing it for the first time on December 16.

After the first year of Tae Kwon Do training I set a personal record at the Seattle Marathon . I was a full twenty-eight minutes faster than I was six years earlier, which also means I had been six years younger. The upper body strength I gained from Tae Kwon Do assisted my posture and form as I ran through some of the more difficult parts of the course. My overall physical improvement also can be credited with how quickly I bounced back after the race.
The build up to the Black Belt Test has been more stressful for me than I would generally care to admit. I have tested for and passed all of the previous forms and questions so the review of material should not have provided me with as much work as I had expected. Of course, a case can simply be made that it has been a lot of work because there is so much to cover, but that is a bit beside the point to me. The point to me is that I have already been tested on this material so that it should be a review.

What it comes down to is that it is simply not enough to go through the motions. I do not want to simply get by or survive the test. I want to actually feel the energy of the form as I perform it at testing time. I want it to be something that I remember fondly, so I have had to set aside the stress of simply “finishing” in order to focus on the most important thing, which is “thriving”. The obstacle for me in forms testing is that I get claustrophobic with so many students so close that I have to be mentally tough enough to block out what my peripheral vision is picking up to maintain my own form.

I never expected to look in the mirror and see a Black Belt staring back at me. When I began this I have to admit I assumed that I would begin it with Jacob, but that I would end up watching him finish. I have had the opportunity to find things out about myself during this process. I have also been able to grow with my son. The value of the Black Belt is not in the object of the belt itself or the certificate. The value of this has been in showing my children the importance of goal-setting, follow through, commitment, and perseverance. I have to admit that it is personally satisfying to witness the reactions of my friends and family to the black belt.

In the end, my short-term goal is what was once the long-term goal, that of the black belt. The long-term goal is now incorporating what I have learned from this experience into other areas of my life. It was what is often referred to in the sciences as a “happy accident”. If only I could have more of those.

Saturday, December 09, 2006

You only really had one job, Sunil ...

You only really had one job, Sunil ...

There is this scene in the movie "A History of Violence" where William Hurt basically got the Oscar nomination for Best Supporting Actor for how he handled his body language and facial expressions while delivering this line:

[after his men fail to kill Tom] Richie Cusack: "How do you #*(% that up?"

Sunil, the US Soccer community and many around the world are wondering that right now.

Bradley himself is not a bad choice per se. He's a solid coach with a winning track record and maybe it will work out like Lorenzo Romar has worked out for hoops at the UW. (He was the third or fourth choice after the UW was snubbed a couple times by big names fans really wanted, now he's everyone's favorite coach. Granted, I am a Coug, but it is a good example.) It is just not who we were looking for when the obvious choice was available. If it was Bradley as a possible interim then we should have played friendly matches in November with him.

Sunil, you really screwed up.Yes, we got what can be considered to be a good coach, but you really, really, really screwed this up. It really, was the only job you had when you became US Soccer chief.

There was this quote on Yahoo! from Sunil:

"It wasn't about control issues and sponsors. It wasn't about the number of Euros."

As my buddy Tim wrote to me via email, "OK, fool, then just what was the dispute about?"

I joked that I think it was that JK wanted to continue to live in California and Sunil wanted him to commute from Germany to try and recreate the magic ...

I would rather think it was something like that than to think US Soccer could be half as incompetent as this makes them appear to be.

Monday, December 04, 2006

Get over the BCS, it is staying ...

Get over it.

I have argued this ad nauseum for years with fellow friends who are college football fans. The BCS ain't going away any time soon.

Everybody knows it has flaws.

Every year there are cries from national media that it is "broken beyond repair" and that "this is the year we can finally do something about it". And, well, yes ... it is not a great system. But, no, ... there is nothing that can be done about it.

Would a playoff be cool? Probably. But, those who argue for such a thing continue to forget just how college sports is actually run and they also forget that for all of its coverage and hype, college football remains a conference sport. Very few games are played on what is truly a national scale in college football other than a handful of carefully chosen matchups.

Without the BCS, it would be Ohio State versus USC in the Rose Bowl. Michigan would be jumping around trying to get the Orange Bowl berth against what would be Oklahoma, or the Sugar Bowl berth against Florida, in order to avoid the Holiday Bowl.

The people in places of power cannot and will not be able to agree on anything to replace the BCS any time soon. Just think about how long it took to get from the previous bowl system to this one. There are so many competing interests at stake that abandoning a system that keeps everyone financially secure to create one game just is not going to be something that happens easily.

Get over the BCS, it is staying right where it is ....

Sunday, December 03, 2006

A Pet Peeve

A Pet Peeve ...

Money spent is money gone.

Okay, so I am listening to the radio the other morning and BJ is whining about not getting much money on a trade in for a used IPod when going to buy a new one. Although I can sympathize with him in principle, it simply is just too bad.When a person buys a gadget or a toy or whatever, it is money spent and money gone. If by some stroke of luck there is a chance to recoup the money in some way later that is simply a bonus.

When a new version or a new gadget comes out there is no reason on earth for anyone to ever expect to get any money back when they get the new items for a couple of simple reasons. First, the new item makes their old item out of date. Second, the item is used and therefore worth a lot less than it would be to anyone else, no matter how well it has been taken care of. It is cool that there is a secondary market for many electronic gizmos, but to expect anything more than a fraction of what one paid is just not paying attention to reality. A used, previous model item is only ever going to be worth a fraction of what a new one will be. And, since the retailer needs to make something in the turnaround the amount paid for the used item will only be a fraction of secondary retail.

If a person buys something, uses it, and enjoys it, they got their value out of their item. Yes, the new item costs more money, but you didn't invest in it in the first place.

Several years ago I had to pack and move and eventually go through a lot of junk from relatives that held onto everything because it might be worth something. If they had just sold or gotten rid of things as they used them, that process would not have been nearly as cumbersome as it was.

Additionally, I dealt with something similar with this with autos when I was in insurance claims, which is a whole ‘nother can of worms. Used stuff just is not worth what the owner ever thinks it is.

I don't have a lot of money so I am very careful about buying gadgets and gizmos. I might be inclined to buy a used, previous model. But, I am not going to pay top dollar for it. So, stop your whining, if you enjoyed the gizmo, you got your money's worth.

Saturday, December 02, 2006

For Ryan ...

For Ryan ...

Okay, back when I first signed up for - and then did nothing with - this blog I was working swing and graveyard for a large insurance company. I enjoyed the company of my fellow night owl CSR's and the conversations we would have. One night while discussing the various rambling topics we would discuss somehow the subject of Canada breaking into more than one nation came up. I remarked that I believed that it was inevitable. Sorry to my Canadian friends, but I believe that the Quebec issue will simply one day cause Quebec to leave Canada and become a separate nation.

Recently, I read a news article on Ted Turner's former news organization's web site about the Prime Minister of Canada referring to Quebec in the following manner:

"Do Quebecers form a nation within a united Canada? The answer is yes," Harper on Wednesday told a cheering House of Commons to numerous standing ovations. "Do Quebecers form an independent nation? The answer is no -- and it will always be no."

(Excerpt from CNN.com - http://www.cnn.com/2006/WORLD/americas/11/23/canada.quebec.ap/index.html - is a link to the article for attribution)

The issue of Quebec did not end with the failed secession vote a few years back. It is one of those things that seems to just keep inching forward. Despite English-speaking Canadians efforts to make Canada bilingual the notion of Quebec forming a separate nation just keeps edging closer. Bear in mind that only a few years ago (1995) Quebecers narrowly defeated (0.58% "No" to 49.42% "Yes") the secession measure. To vote for secession is a very drastic measure. How many of those who did not vote for secession then would give it another thought now? I cannot imagine that a sizable percentage of those who voted to remain in Canada did not vote for secession out of a love for Canada but for reasons that are negotiable.

It is simply a gut feeling, but I cannot see how a narrowly defeated measure should give comfort to Canadians wishing to keep Quebec as a part of a unified Canada.

In fact, given how many people were willing to actually vote to secede, I am shocked that a large part of Canada hasn't told Quebec to "Piss Off!"

I want to say that our discussion then centered over what the rest of Canada would then do. I think it would open up a whole can of worms leading to not only two nations, but possibly more splitting up with Ontario, the Western Provinces, or the Maritime region all considering forming separate smaller nations.

Time will tell.

Top Ten Songs of 2006 (at least I think so) ...

2006 Top Ten Lists ...

A Top Ten List of movies would be pretty easy, since that would just be the movies I went to that I liked.

A Top Ten List of CD’s would be hard, because I would need to listen to entire CD’s and I don’t get that many.

A Top Ten List of songs ... I can do. There are times when I miss working for music magazines, where I can indulge myself like this in print. In honor of the memory of my long-haired rock journalist days, I offer up this bit of self-indulgent fluff.

See, this year there were a number of releases from artists that I really like. But, I am sticking to songs that were released in 2006. Songs released in 2005 that I liked in 2006 don’t count for the purposes of this list. As a result, Disturbed and Paradise Lost don’t qualify. There are good songs on many releases this year from artists I like that don’t make this list for various reasons having to do with having been good overall CD’s without a standout song or that the songs just weren’t as good as older songs. It happens.

10 – “Come Clarity” – In Flames – (Come Clarity)

9 – “Ignition” – Trivium – (The Crusade)

8 – “Shine Down” – Godsmack – (Godsmack IV)

7 – “The Reincarnation of Benjamin Breeg” – Iron Maiden – (A Matter of Life and Death)

6 – “Goodbye” – Army of Anyone – (Army of Anyone)

5 – “Wicked, Ornry, Mean, and Nasty” – Knut Bell – (Wicked, Ornry, Mean, and Nasty)

4 – “I’m American” – Queensryche – (Operation: Mindcrime II)

3 – “4,500 Saturdays” – Ruby Dee and the Snakehandlers – (North of Bakersfield)

2 – “Our Truth” – Lacuna Coil – (Karmacode)

1 – “Through Glass” – Stone Sour – (Come What(ever) May)

This list is pretty much my normal rock fan coming out, but there are a couple of numbers from Seattle artists I go swing dancing to an awful lot. The list excludes songs released in 2006 from U2, Aerosmith, The Swains, Jet, Killswitch Engage, Def Leppard, Johnny Cash, Black Label Society, Unearth, The Haunted, The Killers, Chris Cornell, Pearl Jam, Audioslave, Shadows Fall, Slayer, and Evanescence - among others - that if I expanded the list to a Top Twenty or a Top Forty would have made it.