Hoosiers Ate My Brain
Monday, July 31, 2006
Friday, July 28, 2006
Catching Up with HAMB
Long summer. Too hot. Very busy. Work taking over. Still training. No time. Need sleep. More coffee. More water. These days it's all about needs. Soon, I'll be back at it every day. In the meantime, here's something to hold you over.11:00 a.m. Air Raid is back! It seems that once the World Cup was over, Jim found that blogging helped exercise his writing muscles instead of sapping his creative energy. I like to think of it as a great warm up exercise to keep the brain engaged. I'm glad he's back! Friday 11:00 a.m air raids weren't the same without him.
Lance Bass is out! I only mention this because a friend of mine is the literary agent for his partner's book. Confused? Not as confused as many of his fans.
Triathlon fever. OK, not fever. Maybe just a hot flash. My first triathlon was fine but the crowds and logistics were a bit of a freakshow. 4000 competitors, all women, and 10,000+ people with spectators, families, and friends. It was, in a word? Nuts. But, you know, I'm doing it again, so what do I know.
Hot hot hot RCA finals. Sun, booze slushees, great seats, hot (and I do mean *hot*, as in sweaty) attractive men dueling it out on the hard court. What's not to love? We tried to pay one of the girls $10 to yell "Blake is a hottie!" during a quiet moment, but she wouldn't do it.
Not again. Tour de France officials are saying today that winner, American Floyd Landis, may have failed a drug test during the race, testing positive for abnormally high levels of testosterone. No word yet on sanctions. In the meantime, Landis appears to have pulled out of some high profile events and may be undergoing treatment for his injured hip. Note that many of the riders caught up in the pre-tour bust have been cleared (not Ulrich, though). Of course, there hasn't been much press on that. The cycling world waits to see how Landis B sample tests.
Former Indy Star Columnist Ruth Holladay starts her own blog. She inaugurates it by blasting the newspaper for disabling 911 calling from the newsroom which she believes contributed to photographer Mpozi Tolbert's death. Look for the same ranting, slightly mis-informed edgy columns you knew her for in the Star, only without a strong editorial hand to ensure she gets her facts straight.
On the Central Library Fiasco: Speaking of the Star, if you haven't yet read their in-depth investigative piece on the Central Library project, do. It's a nice piece of reporting and should be required reading as a cautionary tale for anyone serving on a board or committee. Some have tried to play it up as a political issue, but the real lesson here is the failure in oversight. The people on this board weren't (and aren't) construction experts or engineers. I wouldn't presume to tell my general contractor how to build my house, and here we have an entire library board who decided they could manage a $100 million construction project. Sadly, their mistakes will be affect funding for a large number of unrelated library programs over the next few years.
And last but not least, Danica Patrick moves to Andretti Green Racing: I wonder if this will make it harder for her to get on David Letterman's show?
Thursday, July 06, 2006
A Bucketful of Pointers
Summer vacation has kicked in. Actually, I've been slammed with work and even with the holiday, the blogging vacation has kicked in. In lieu of anything actually, you know, original, I give you a blog full of pointers today!*This weekend, I will be in Chicago, doing this crazy thing. Go, me! Go Danskin!
*Congratulations to Jason at Four Square 266 -- he finally finished the nursery. And their baby promptly showed up! Welcome to the planet, Jacob Daniel.
*In the no-shit-Sherlock department, finally, someone realizes crime is up in Indianapolis. Yes, it is. Now will someone please do something about it? From Abdul Hakim-Shabazz at Indiana Barrister.
*Indianapolis Star photographer Mpozi Tolbert collapsed and died in the newsroom last week. No word yet on the cause. Post comments at On the Cusp.