Bag of Randomness for Wednesday, May 11, 2022

  • Last night was DaughterGeeding’s softball team’s first and only playoff game. Yup, they lost. But I’m proud of her for challenging herself, playing in a sport she knew nothing about and with none of her close friends. Since she’s at a charter school, the league is weird. For instance, and as I mentioned, she’s a sixth-grader playing against juniors and seniors in high school.
  • The game prior to her game got intense, with parents coming out of the stands trying to get up close to the umpire. The coach for those parents had to come out of the dugout and talk the crowd down. I started to record just in case something really got out of hand.
  • It appears one girl in the game last night tore her ACL. She said she heard and felt a loud pop. This was very telling. It was our coach who went to check on her and literally carry her to her dugout while her coach watched. It was surreal.
  • I learned our coach will sometimes speak Spanish to our Spanish-speaking players because he noticed it calms them down and they perform better. He said he first noticed it when Spanish-speaking parents would root for their children in Spanish and not in English.
  • Because DaughterGeeding and BoyGeeding had games at the same time, there was no way both parents could attend each. Again, with my ex not there, I had a great time interacting and getting to know the other parents. When she’s there, I feel I must guard and keep to myself, otherwise she might accuse me of harassment.
  • On Monday, Jake on The TICKET said he gifted his wife a wind chime for Mother’s Day. Longtime readers know I hate the wind chime with extreme prejudice. After letting it hang outside for one day, he went on a huge rant on how annoying, nerve-wracking, and inconsiderate they are.
  • Yesterday when I picked up DaughterGeeding from school, a random kid walked up to me and said, “Sir, I just wanted to say thank you for your service.” I had to level with him and tell him I never served, but my dad served enough for all of us and I’ll take what he said as way too honor my dad.
  • I’m not sure why, but the term “bucket list” annoys me. I think I used to like it until the movie by the same name came out. Well, on my list, I’ve always wanted to stay at a Ritz-Carlton. In college, I did a case study on them for both my undergrad and graduate degree and was heavily impressed. Yesterday, I realized I can potentially mark that item off the list because my employer will reimburse me up to $5,000 on a vacation as a reward for being with them for ten years. I looked up the D.C. location, but it seems not to be centrally located to all the places we want to visit.
  • I donated blood last week. Two benefits of doing so are you get tested and results for covid-antibodies and your cholesterol. For years, I fought high cholesterol numbers. Every time I’d get it tested, at least twice a year, I would let my wife know. I thought she would care, look at it as an opportunity to bond, and I wanted to share a health concern I’ve been battling. She would always comment, usually something generic, like asking if it was better than last time. But one day it hit me, despite me telling her every time I got my lab results for the past 15 years, she never knew what constituted as good or bad cholesterol. Looking back, I’m surprised, but not, that she never took the time to ask or clarify. The worst part is feeling placated. For instance, she used to talk to me about ARDs at the school where she taught. I had no idea what they were, but one time I asked and she explained that “ARD” is an acronym for Admission, Review and Dismissal, and it deals with student eligibility. I asked because I was interested and cared about what was going on in her life. Looking back, I now understand she never took the time to ask because she simply didn’t care. Welp, now I know what to look for in the next relationship.
  • In case you are wondering, my blood is o-positive.
  • Yesterday was Bono’s 62nd birthday. U2 fans mark the occasion by donating money for water wells to be dug in Africa. Yesterday the band announced he’s written a new memoir. I don’t think I’m going to read it, but if the audio book is anything like what’s below I’ll all for what. I really wish the whole thing was animated like this sample. I’d be all over that.

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