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Hockey

It's a good thing when you are watching hockey and you think, "It's really too hot for hockey." This means it's June and your team made it to the Stanley Cup finals. Pens fans suffered this weekend, however, as we watched our boys lose twice. Here are some words from my sister that sort of sum it up.

Dear Coach Dan,
WTF was that? I have been looking forward to the Stanley Cup Finals all year and your team decides not to show up for the first two games. I’m sorry. That may be a bit harsh, it’s just the warm I.C. Light churning in my stomach. Back to the issue at hand. I can understand the loss in Game 1. We were in enemy territory in the first game of a series with a lot of hype. But losing Game 2 just one day later? Come on. The average age of a Red Wing has to be close to 57. I think half our team can’t even legally drink and, yet, we appeared to let them run circles around us. What I fear even more than the devastation of these first two loses is the ridicule that I will have to suffer from my So-Cal co-workers tomorrow morning who can’t figure out what this sport is and why I like it so much. Since I wish to suffer no further humiliation I am offering some tips for Game 3:
1. Get Fleury some bigger pads. Osgood’s pads give him a wing span of about 10 feet and allow him to sit idly in front of the net and continue to make saves.
2. Zetterberg is on Crosby like a fries on a Primanti’s sammich. Sid has not been much of a factor in the first two games. Feed Zetterberg a Primanti’s sammich so that he can’t skate as fast.
3. Geno needs to be on the ice for every play. If he doesn’t score more goals his mom and dad will be very upset and I don’t want to see them upset.
4. If Geno does need to rest, get Letang out there. I have been waiting for an opportunity to do ‘LeTang in Your Face’ with my brother and we have some cheap vodka and orange sugar powder that’s waiting for action.
5. Do not let Hal Gil play. Is it his job to stand in front of the goal and fall on Fleury when he’s trying to make a save? I think that’s what he thinks he’s supposed to do. Stop that.
6. Encourage someone to get in a fight that he will not win. I think Talbot is good for that and it really seems to rally the team.
7. Shoot the puck really hard at Osgood. A lot. He will eventually fall over and give us a wide-open net.
8. And finally, pray to our leader Lemieux for strength. There’s a reason that he always sits so high up. He might just be God.
I think that if you heed this advice we have a chance at victory. We are hungry. We want Lord Stanley to come home. Hossa is hungry too and has some big words to eat and I’m sure that Sid would gladly serve them to him. So even though everyone in the bar will ask me what this weird game is that I’m watching I will dutifully wear my black and gold and desperately clutch my rally towel. I will scream at the TV and hug a stranger when we score. I will quote Mike Lange and curse the network announcers. I will make the people of Southern California think that I am totally out of my mind.
Now go out there and make me proud.
Yours truly,
#1 San Diego Fan

Hello, 30s!

Well, I'm officially 30 years old now. I'm not really a birthday person. My dear sweet husband always does something amazing for me (like bringing me a bouquet of the giantest flowers he could find), but we usually celebrate in a quiet way...dinner out, special desert, a trip, or a concert. Not this year! We threw a huge party in our new house and it was an awesome mix of friends and family, musicians and good food. But the celebration has come and gone, and now I'm settling in for a new decade of adventures.

The biggest new adventure, of course, is that we are expecting a baby. Big on so many levels, not excluding the big new pants I need to accommodate my bulging waist. October is the magic month, and my Grandpa is pulling for his birthday on October 17, although the date I have been given is the 24th, and first babies are never on time. Or so they say. So now that I am looking more like a baby is growing in my belly, and less like I just ate a big sandwich, there is no point in trying to hide it.

Another big adventure, at least on a scale of that-is-a-really-ridiculously-BIG-day-hike, is the plan Caveman, M and my dad have to do the Rachel Carson Challenge in June. They will be attempting to walk 34 miles in one day. On account of our other big adventure, I will be abstaining from this Feat of Feet. But I'll be there to cheer them up, and to drive their poor, broken bodies back home.

Stay tuned for more adventures.

The Story of Stuff

The New York Times wrote about the Story of Stuff, a twenty-minute animated film about the effects of the stuff we buy. I mentioned it a while back, but apparently, this video has been spreading like wildfire through classrooms, as teachers are using it to supplement the pitifully weak textbook materials that are available on environmental issues.

You can watch the video in its entirety here and decide for yourself whether you think it's appropriate for children. The basic message is, the stuff you buy, particularly the stuff you buy and then throw away ends up somewhere, impacting the lives of somebody, even if you never think about it again. Simple enough in theory, hardly arguable, and yet, oh so hard for me to remember when I walk into Target or Ikea.

In the NY Times article, some parents object to the video, saying,

There was not one positive thing about capitalism in the whole thing...It was very well done, very effective advocacy, but it was just that,” he said.

Two things are going on here. First a problem with capitalism vs. environmentalism - a debate that I think need not even exist. Second, a problem with parents' gross lack of understanding about what literacy is, what schooling is for, and the simple fact that every single piece of print or media material that their children ever view is biased in some way and children must be taught to interpret and judge it accordingly. And no, there isn't always a right answer. Sometimes there's not even two sides of an issue...there's fifty, or a hundred, or 7 billion! And it seems incredibly naive to me when parents assume that as long as you are using an Approved Textbook, you must be presented a fair and balanced perspective anyway. Have you read a textbook lately??

I would like to point out to that father quoted above that capitalism certainly has had its chance to present its side of the story to your child...in every commercial, billboard, logo'd t-shirt, and embedded within the movies, songs and television programs she watches since she was born.

In any case, I think this video is short, accessible, free, and thought-provoking, on a topic that we should all take a little more seriously.

Updates

I haven't been posting too much lately. Some of the stuff that's on our minds is kind of lame (new windows, plumbing disasters, etc.), but there's a lot of other crazy in a good way stuff going on. It just doesn't seem blog-ready though. But I'm trying to stay diligent about writing every day and promise to start posting again soon. And people always ask me about the book, oh the book. I'm trying. I just finished up a really tough semester and now I finally have some time to do my own things. Especially while I am waiting for the plumber. Which seems to take a big chunk of my time these days. Whenever I start writing I just can't believe some of the places I've seen and people I've come across. I just wasted about an hour at work (it's the university. on a friday. of the five people that actually bothered to come to work today, nobody is doing much of anything so I don't feel too bad about this) reading old blog entries, and thinking how many times I have said "this must be the best day of my life" over the past 3 years. And then the next day was even better. Incredible.

We are having a house warming party/birthday celebration on Saturday May 16...I'm going to be 30 years old this month! Holy smokes! Come celebrate with us! Send me an email if you didn't get our Evite and want details and directions.

Ping Pong

I really, really wanted to write a post about ping pong today. There was a table in our basement, and we finally bought a net and some paddles and had high hopes for a spirited doubles match this evening. Unfortunately, when Pete attempted to set up the table, he found it was covered in mold. Bummer. But it's garbage night and you are allowed 2 bulk items a week, so they thought they would just get rid of it, since we're doing all kinds of spring cleaning. But it wouldn't fit out the basement door. Bummer again. So now, he's sawing it into pieces to get it out. And we have no place to play ping pong.

Camping Season Officially Opens For Us

We ran off to the woods last weekend with Caveman of Ohio. We abandoned the idea of looking for a backpacking loop and ended up just car-camping at Cook's Forest State Park. They have a nice variety of short trails for day high-hiking and the forest up there is really pretty, older-growth with lots of hemlock. I would recommend hitting this park up before the season starts, because with the amount of miniature golf places and cabins for rent and ice cream parlors that line the country highway up there, I assume this area gets pretty packed come June. But it was relatively quiet in April, and the water was already turned on in the park, which was kind of nice, so we could take showers before we headed off for a quick stop in Saint Marys to visit the Frey clan.

I slept blissfully, both at night and after our hike on Saturday when I strung up my hammock. Caveman of Ohio was in charge of grocery shopping for the weekend and he really outdid himself. We made A LOT of mountain pies. The weather was really warm and sunny, and I am now definitely aware of my new limitations. The boys literally bounded up this rickety fire tower, while I took a more leisurely approach. We did sort of a loop down a steep trail to the Clarion River and then back up the hill through a lot of older growth groves of trees.

Yesterday I drove up to Slippery Rock to give a presentation on our thru-hike to this lunchtime lectures club. So much has happened in the past two years, it feels like forever ago. Around this time in 2007, we had just passed through Pearisburg, VA, where we met Caveman of Ohio for the first time, face to face, although we had been following his journal entries since the beginning (he started two days before us). We spontaneously ditched the trail for the weekend by renting a truck and driving to Pittsburgh to surprise Mary for her college graduation. I remember feeling homesick for the trail as soon as we got to Pittsburgh. The leaves were starting to come out, and Virginia was carpeted in wildflowers. It had finally warmed up enough so that we didn't leap into our sleeping bags as soon as we finished dinner. Katahdin still seemed a million miles away.

Yesterday they asked me if I would ever consider doing the AT again, and without hesitation, I said absolutely. I know at some point the circumstances in our lives will once again open up the opportunity to throw on some packs and wander. Until then, I'm pretty content to do some weekend hiking in Cook's forest.

What's the buzz about Flint?

I recently referenced an article I read in the New York Times about shrinking cities, and specifically some ideas that are being considered in Flint, MI.

A few citizens quickly jumped to Flint's defense. It occurred to me, that my statements could be interpreted as being a bit disparaging towards the city of Flint. I have to admit that my knowledge of Flint is limited to the aforementioned New York Times article, and this Michael Moore movie.

I did not intend to praise Pittsburgh at the expense of Flint. A real Yinzer doesn't insult other people's cities, as we are very sensitive to the widespread negative perception of our fair city. (Unless, of course, it is Cleveland, or maybe Philadelphia.) So, sorry, Flint.

However, I think these comments raised a very interesting issue about real estate. When people look for a place to live they are often attracted to recreation, universities, cultural activities, etc., but mainly they are looking for work. People move where there are jobs, and if your city doesn't have any, it's not going to attract a lot of people. However, one thing I learned from the housing boom is that if you live in one of these overinflated cities (Phoenix, Atlanta, San Diego) you are under a lot of pressure to keep a certain kind of job with a higher salary. What I like about Pittsburgh, and maybe what I would like even better about Flint, is that I can be much less picky about the job I take because even with a lower salary I can afford my house payment. Now, my standards and expectations for a high quality life are quite different from many people, I freely admit this. But hopefully what this so-called recession will teach us is that this constant drive for insatiable consumeristic satisfaction and fabricated safety in the form of shiny, new developments in the suburbs is not the American Dream. And there I just went insulting a whole other group of people. (Note to self, start composing an apology post to the Suburbs.) But I digress...

Flint, I have a question. I heard Michigan's Governor Jennifer Granholm this morning on NPR and things sound a bit tough for Michigan. Not that you are alone by any means. But if I move to your city, can I get a job that will pay me enough to take advantage of your cheap real estate and cultural opportunities?

Shrinking Cities...

We live in one. In 2007, Pittsburgh had the steepest population decline outside of cities hit by Hurricane Katrina. Ouch.

Pittsburgh's population peaked in the 1950's, hitting nearly 700,000. Today, it is around 300,000.

The list of shrinking cities is not surprising...Buffalo, Cleveland, Detroit, Newark, Youngstown. Former industrial powerhouses that lost their livelihoods to cheaper labor markets over seas.

Pittsburgh, however, is often lauded as a shrinking city that doesn't let its shrinking status get us down. Business Week called it one of the best places to ride out a recession. We were named at the top of the list for Best Cities by Rand McNally in 2007. However, problems that plague shrinking cities are still on the forefront of our agenda, especially now that the mayoral race is heating up. Public services such as schools, police and fire have trouble adjusting when the geographic limits remain the same, but the population has changed considerably. The school system, in particular has been fighting this for a long time.

In addition, when cities shrink, certain neighborhoods tend to become blighted. Houses are abandoned, empty lots get overgrown and filled with trash. If you travel through Homewood or the Hill District you see a lot of this. I ran across this interesting article in the New York Times today about how Flint, Michigan proposes to tackle this problem...by essentially razing whole neighborhoods and returning them to their natural state.
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At first, I thought this was an awesome idea. But there are a couple of reasons why it may not work well here. First, people do still inhabit these blighted neighborhoods. And because of the blight, their property isn't worth so much. So even if you buy it from them to get them to relocate, they will have trouble finding anything they can afford in one of the still densely populated neighborhoods. Second, is it a good idea to have large woodsy areas in the city? Would these areas become more attractive to vagrants and criminals, and would they be difficult to patrol? And third, what are the environmental ramifications for letting nature take over? Alan Weisman explores this issue in his book The World Without Us.

The difference between Pittsburgh and Flint is that we may be shrinking, but we still have a lot of appeal. Pittsburgh is an affordable place to purchase a home, we have hospitals, museums, universities and an international airport. We are close enough to the beach to vacation there and close enough to New York and DC for business people to easily travel there. It may be premature to seed over our blighted neighborhoods....we may need them for the next population boom.

Race

I'm on a mission to spread the word that the Internet need not only be used for messaging or posting photos of your vacation on Facebook. Indeed, it can give you access to thought-provoking, creative, and unusual stories produced in a variety of audio, text and visual formats. Formats, that, I dare say, might be very appealing to your students...if there are any teachers out there.

My friend Jack turned me on to Radiolab, self-described as a show about curiosity. It's a little like This American Life, but seems to focus on stories that are more science based.

The other day I listened to this episode. Here is the description:
Race
The U.S. Census defines five races, and an "other" category. When the human genome was first fully mapped in 2000, Bill Clinton, Craig Venter, and Francis Collins took the stage and pronounced that "The concept of race has no genetic or scientific basis."
Great words spoken with great intentions. But what does that mean and where does it leave us? It doesn't seem to have wiped out our evolving conversation about race.

Then, today when I was reading my blogs on Google Reader (yes I'm a total Google junkie), I came across a fantastic article on the genocide in Rwanda, as told by a survivor and the guy who chopped her hand off. Yeah, you read that right. Anyway, it's a pretty good article.
Read the full thing here.

Anyway, these are two good pieces on the construct and science (or lack of science) behind race, and I think they would make great fodder for a high school or college level discussion on the topic.