When I first started this blog, my intent was to never post any of my thoughts or anything about me. It started with just a bunch of individual posts of this or that. Later when I couldn’t find much material, I’d just group them together in something called Bag of Randomness. When I couldn’t find enough material even for a Bag of Randomness, I would sometimes throw some personal stuff in there. A handful of readers said they liked hearing what’s going on in my life, which I still can’t understand, so that’s when I started to post random personal thoughts and experiences. Now, I basically just do a Bag of Randomness and it’s all mixed together.
It doesn’t matter if the road trip is five minutes or five hours, but we’ve never let our kids watch any movies or play with tablets or smartphones. It’s our way of trying to teach the kids to be patient, to look and observe, to not feel needy or occupied all the time, and it’s a great way to converse. Also, we just want them to experience a little bit of what we had to go through when we rode with our folks.
Watching the United States men’s basketball team play Argentina, I’ve come to the conclusion that Argentina fans are boisterously annoying, especially when they have air horns.
Manu Ginóbili was playing for Argentina. If there’s one thing I’ll remember him for, it was bringing the art of flopping in soccer to the NBA. Maybe not bringing it, but perfecting the annoying tactic.
I’m surprised sprinters still attach their race bibs, or whatever you call that sheet of paper looking stuff attached to their front and back, with baby pins. By now, something more “advanced” should be used. Like, maybe something peel and stick?
I only ran the hurdles for a small bit in junior high, but I really enjoyed it. There was something about counting and pacing your stride and the repetitious pattern that made if more fun than a regular sprint.
I don’t want to be too quick to judge Ryan Lochte, but he does have a bit of an interesting past that could lead one to think he made up the fake cops mugging him and his peers story. And it would be just his luck that the s hits the fan when his teammates are pulled off a plane because of the story. But I could also believe government officials doing what they can to discredit the story and make them hosting the Olympics look better. For now, I think I’m going to side with Lochte, thinking he told his mother with no intention of the story getting out and being hesitant to not get his friends in trouble because they were out so late. As for his story not being entirely straight, I think we’ve all been prone to embellish a story a bit and adrenaline and nerves will mess with your mind.
I think within the next five to seven years, we’ll find out Usain Bolt was doping.
I got a chuckle out of this. The article title states it’s an “oral history”, which I understand the context, but since the oral part is now recorded in print, it’s “printed history” that’s now available in text form. I chuckle because it made me think of the Pepper Hamilton Report provided to Baylor, which was only provided orally, and there’s supposedly no recorded form of it, audio or print/text. Perhaps the report provided to Baylor should only be referred to as the Pepper Hamilton Oral Report. [Blogger Suggestion: Get your head out of the gutters with all the sexual innuendos.]
How Art Briles is the only coach fired and made scapegoat is baffling.