Well the NHL is toast, do you care? I do. It is amazing how this labour dispute mirrors the one I went through, minus the athletes and all that money. It is like they are reading from a script. When Bettman said "Consider our offer off the table" I looked at Jordi and he knew exactly what I was thinking. We heard the same thing from the Management of the A-Channel. They do that to scare the marginal employee. The one who isn't to keen on being locked out or on strike. Scare them into thinking that it will never end to put pressure on the committee to give in. Funny. It is all just a bluff.
Johnny H says of the latest love......"Thank you I feel 23% more loved" You are welcome Johnny, I do what I can.
Got a message from Shane K about the Leinies gift from Ivy.....
"Leinies, what a GREAT gift. We used to build furniture out of the returnable cases when I was going to school in Mpls. He who drank the most got to sit on "The Thrown" which reached almost to the ceiling of our crappie apartment (allowing for headroom of course). The good old days... now I build furniture out of empty bottles of Malox!
Thanks for the memory,
Shane"
I agree with Shane. Killer gift. Oh by the way, my anniversary is in June, My birthday is in December, and Fathers day is also in June. Just in case you want to plan ahead.
I tried a new thing this week. Audio Blog. Just click on the icon below and hear a song that I posted by phone. It is a song from the movie Life Aquatic with Steve Zizzou. Funny movie, and the song is from the part of the movie where I laughed the most. If you haven't seen the movie, go if you want to see a quirky movie that is way out there. Listen and enjoy.
I was reminded of a funny story this last week by reading a post on B-Roll. A photog telling his story about being cocky and knowitallish, but getting shown up and being really embarassed. It reminded me of a wonderful day at the North Dakota State Fair in about 100 degree heat. That would be around 38 degrees celcius, give or take a few degrees.
I was driving my golf cart from one shoot to another, probably from a pig show (not The Judds), to some kid who plays violin with the rest of his oppressive family. If you know the state fair lay out you know that there is one meeting point in the middle where everyone hangs out and basically jams traffic. It is right in front of the KX remote studio. Kind of a crossroads with out the good blues music.
So it was one of those days where it seems every one in North Dakota is at the fair drinking the overpriced root beer and really bad corn dogs. I was making my way really slowly in the golf cart when I came upon the traffic jam. I decided that I did not need to be on time for the violin playing kid so I sat to the one side of the jam and just chilled for about five minutes. I saw my opening. I decided to make my move. If you have ever driven a golf cart, and I know Ivy and Chad have spent too much time on them, you know that to get the engine to start you just lightly push on the gas pedal. I did just that. Right at that moment a lady about the age of 80 or 90, you know the average age of EVERYONE in North Dakota, stepped off the curb right in front of me. Well, she missed the curb somehow and fell. RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY CART. Thank you very much. To make matters worse the crowd immediately dispersed. All you could see was my cart and this old lady screaming in front of it.
Nobody did anything. I ran to the KX building and called 911. I came back out and she was still screaming. I heard this person in the crowd whisper to another person "That's the guy who hit her." No thank you very much. As we were waitning for what was about 5 minutes but felt like 3 hours for the ambulance to get there all I could do was lean against my cart and inconspicuously push it away from the old lady. I did not get it far. The EMS people finally showed up and took care of the lady. But one did ask her where the cart hit her. REALLY LOUD. I could not win. I did not hit her.
After a new hip and a broken ankle, I think, she absolved me of any blame. Thanks, why didn't she speak up at the incident. I was labelled Granny Killer by my boss, and if I remember right Nick lived on that for about 6 months. Nah, that doesn't sound like Nick.
Anyway that was my most embarassing moment, so far.
Here is another WM XIX photo....
Have a good day and GET BACK TO WORK!!!!!
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