Wow, it has been a while since I last posted in the blog. I know my loyal fans in New-Media Journalism are just dying to get the latest dish on what is going on in my life.
There’s been a lot lately. I’ve covered my fair share of HS football and last Saturday I even got to cover a midget football game. That’s where I started noticing a disturbing trend; There really isn’t much originality around where I live. The cheerleading have been notorious for stealing cheers including the P-U-M-P, pump it up! Chant, (which gets used a lot by girls teams trying to get themselves ‘pumped up for the game’) and the victory cheer. The bands have been notorious for playing the same songs too. “On Wisconsin” is a popular one. My high school’s band plays about the same three songs throughout the game. Now that I’m writing this, it sounded much funnier like 3 days ago.
It won’t stop precipitating in Ridgway. Friday night it rained on my way up to Otto-Eldred the WHOLE time. Saturday, it precipitated the whole day with 40 mph winds. This morning on my way to church, It was snowing like crazy, covering the ground in town during the morning. An hour and a half, the snow was gone and it was a tad warmer. But not much.
The Steelers just lost to the Raiders. Season over. Good teams do not lose to bad teams let alone have their quarterback throw four interceptions while a certain fantasy football team owner picked him to be his starting quarterback. Oh well. I know I’ll probably read an insightful column on this on the Pittsburgh Sport Stop, where I can go read fair, balanced coverage with the only problem being spelling people’s names wrong. (Evgeni Malkin!?) That’s of course included with the MCT campus photo approved by Kevin McClatchy which automatically means it sucks.
The Slippery Rock football season is just about over and I only got a slight amount of delight in seeing Slippery Rock defeat my sister’s Edinboro Fighting Skirts, I mean Scots. They play IUP next week and I’ll be honest. I REALLY hope SRU beats IUP. (AKA West Philadelphia) Although I must say IUP has given me one of the top moments of my college life back in Nov. 2002. With the infamous IUP fight, Indiana beat SRU in overtime, runs toward this big rock in the east end zone and then EVERYONE heads out there. And I mean everyone. Players, coaches, people that lived on my floor, all those guys. And then the IUP cheerleaders head down there. Oh, how I would have loved to be in THAT press conference. Still not a fan.
Halloween is on Tuesday. Last week I had the task of photographing kids going around trick-or-treating through the various Ridgway businesses. Some decent costumes but again nothing that original. Halloween has changed for me over the years. I’m pretty sure I stopping dressing up when I was 12 and haven’t really cared for it much since then. At college, I saw my buddies use this time to get schwasted. In 2002, the Bard Hall crew took a mass group trip to Sheetz and the next year I got invited to a Halloween party at my photo editor’s house which I never made it to because I couldn’t find the house. This was not a big deal because I found out the party was lame anyways. It’s always interesting to see how the females dress for Halloween. I’ve noticed quite a few times throughout the last few Halloweens girls like to dress in um, skimpy outfits. For the guys, it’s not so bad. That’s why Halloween is not a bad holiday. Not at all. I went and bought candy in case any poor saps decided to visit me. That’s probably not gonna happen.
Wow, that was a really long post. Stay warm, I’ll talk to you later.
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Just Plain Odd
Yes I know it’s late. But fortunately for me, I don’t have to get up in the morning for class unlike the rest of yins, so HAHA! Yep, as always not much has been going on as of late. That’s pretty much the story of the Reedman’s life, it’s dryer than a Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich, has about as much fun as sitting through a meeting and generally has females going nowhere near it.
So after I praised Missouri’s undefeated start, they promptly went out and lost to unranked Texas A&M. Good job fellas. I’ll definitely get crap for that one.
Not a lot of extra news from the Rocket wire since it was fall break and everyone was out getting schwasted. Sometimes I just don’t know why I spend that extra $15 a month to have instant alerts delivered to my phone signified by Billy Joel lyrics. Sometimes the messages don’t even make sense, either, something along the lines of “I can tell you all the latest and greatest chick flicks,” and “I like moo cow milk, it’s good, great, not bland but grand!” My personal favorite though is “Thank you for calling the Rocket wire. Our trained staff of experienced phone experts and bottlerocket technicians are glad to take your call. Please wait 37 minutes and in the meantime, leave your address and we will gladly mail you our print edition which you will receive in 6-8 weeks.” Gotta love the Rocket wire. By the way, it’s not an actual wire.
Speaking of the USPS failing me once again, I ordered Season 2 of “The Office” on DVD and it hasn’t arrived yet after a week and half of patiently waiting and twiddling my thumbs. I have especially grown fond of this show because it reminds me so much of my current office setting and also my former office setting. The one character that reminds me of me is Jim. (NOBODY LAUGH AT THAT) Jim is an easy-going guy who has a massive crush on Pam, the receptionist. He makes the mistake of telling his boss, Michael about said crush and who goes and tells everyone about it, leading the whole office to know within seconds of this. Eventually, Jim transfers to another branch after professing his love. Moral of the story: Do not tell people who you like if you work in an office. Everyone will find out about it. By the way, just because I feel so suddenly compelled, the guy who I will refer to as DZ reminds me of Toby because he’s responsible and reports to corporate.
In a minor miracle, I cleaned my desk at work today. To most people, this feat would not be a big deal. But considering I cleaned my desk almost as often as I went to Economics class on a Friday, this merits it being a big deal. Why did I do it? Who knows, even I like to know where things are every once in a while.
So that’s all for tonight. Have fun in class and stay out of the rain.
So after I praised Missouri’s undefeated start, they promptly went out and lost to unranked Texas A&M. Good job fellas. I’ll definitely get crap for that one.
Not a lot of extra news from the Rocket wire since it was fall break and everyone was out getting schwasted. Sometimes I just don’t know why I spend that extra $15 a month to have instant alerts delivered to my phone signified by Billy Joel lyrics. Sometimes the messages don’t even make sense, either, something along the lines of “I can tell you all the latest and greatest chick flicks,” and “I like moo cow milk, it’s good, great, not bland but grand!” My personal favorite though is “Thank you for calling the Rocket wire. Our trained staff of experienced phone experts and bottlerocket technicians are glad to take your call. Please wait 37 minutes and in the meantime, leave your address and we will gladly mail you our print edition which you will receive in 6-8 weeks.” Gotta love the Rocket wire. By the way, it’s not an actual wire.
Speaking of the USPS failing me once again, I ordered Season 2 of “The Office” on DVD and it hasn’t arrived yet after a week and half of patiently waiting and twiddling my thumbs. I have especially grown fond of this show because it reminds me so much of my current office setting and also my former office setting. The one character that reminds me of me is Jim. (NOBODY LAUGH AT THAT) Jim is an easy-going guy who has a massive crush on Pam, the receptionist. He makes the mistake of telling his boss, Michael about said crush and who goes and tells everyone about it, leading the whole office to know within seconds of this. Eventually, Jim transfers to another branch after professing his love. Moral of the story: Do not tell people who you like if you work in an office. Everyone will find out about it. By the way, just because I feel so suddenly compelled, the guy who I will refer to as DZ reminds me of Toby because he’s responsible and reports to corporate.
In a minor miracle, I cleaned my desk at work today. To most people, this feat would not be a big deal. But considering I cleaned my desk almost as often as I went to Economics class on a Friday, this merits it being a big deal. Why did I do it? Who knows, even I like to know where things are every once in a while.
So that’s all for tonight. Have fun in class and stay out of the rain.
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Brisk Weather
Lots has been going on the last couple weeks in Ridgway, not something I can always say. First of all, the weather has taken a drastic turn for the worse. It’s cold, cold, cold. I was all bundled up in my winter gear Saturday as I made my sojourn to Port Allegany watching Ridgway football. It snowed on the way up in a town called Mount Jewett. It actually dusted the ground and I wondered whether it was October or December. By the way, this beats the record for earliest snow in a winter season edging Halloween. By the way, the latest was late April 2005.
It’s brisk in my apartment right now, so I’ve had to deal with that right now. Lots of interesting things going on. I had garlic bread for dinner and it was alright, but a little too greasy kind of like eating Pizza Hut pizza during high school. Steelers won today blowing out the KC Chiefs. Right now, I’m watching the pile of suck known as the Oakland Raiders. Thankfully, the Steelers play Oakland in a couple weeks.
The last couple days, there have been a couple people complaining about high school teams running up the score. This is freakin ridiculous, especially with the circumstances involved. One of the situations involved Ridgway’s opponent coach complaining he didn’t sub with a 14-point lead. The other one complained in print that his team was having the score run up in the third quarter. Listen everyone. People in HS sports already complain enough about each other anyways. From parents, to media , to some coaches complaining about mundane topics, this is getting ridiculous. They already have the mercy rule in place, what more do people want? Either suck it up or tell your team to get better, don’t whine when you lose. People have to play the game for 48 minutes and when coaches tell players to play a complete game, they should do that regardless of the score, unless it’s an extreme circumstance.
The fantasy team had a tough week this week, but I still may pull out a win but I’m not too confident. The other guy has 13 points to make up with Chicago’s defense and kicker.
Everybody was freaking out about Friday the 13th being last week. I don’t really get, in fact I kind of embrace having the 13 just trying to defy whatever this is. I read two separate news articles dealing with Friday the 13th and how people are afraid of them. Very interesting.
OK, that’s about it. Talk to you next time. SRU has a fall break because the students need a break. Way to put that in AFTER I graduate.
It’s brisk in my apartment right now, so I’ve had to deal with that right now. Lots of interesting things going on. I had garlic bread for dinner and it was alright, but a little too greasy kind of like eating Pizza Hut pizza during high school. Steelers won today blowing out the KC Chiefs. Right now, I’m watching the pile of suck known as the Oakland Raiders. Thankfully, the Steelers play Oakland in a couple weeks.
The last couple days, there have been a couple people complaining about high school teams running up the score. This is freakin ridiculous, especially with the circumstances involved. One of the situations involved Ridgway’s opponent coach complaining he didn’t sub with a 14-point lead. The other one complained in print that his team was having the score run up in the third quarter. Listen everyone. People in HS sports already complain enough about each other anyways. From parents, to media , to some coaches complaining about mundane topics, this is getting ridiculous. They already have the mercy rule in place, what more do people want? Either suck it up or tell your team to get better, don’t whine when you lose. People have to play the game for 48 minutes and when coaches tell players to play a complete game, they should do that regardless of the score, unless it’s an extreme circumstance.
The fantasy team had a tough week this week, but I still may pull out a win but I’m not too confident. The other guy has 13 points to make up with Chicago’s defense and kicker.
Everybody was freaking out about Friday the 13th being last week. I don’t really get, in fact I kind of embrace having the 13 just trying to defy whatever this is. I read two separate news articles dealing with Friday the 13th and how people are afraid of them. Very interesting.
OK, that’s about it. Talk to you next time. SRU has a fall break because the students need a break. Way to put that in AFTER I graduate.
Thursday, October 5, 2006
Stupid Bugs, Even Less Sleep & Facebook Fun
So last night, I’m out covering a soccer game on a pretty warm night. I’m down on the field taking some quality photographs when I notice bugs are flying around me the entire time I’m down there. I was only down there for the first half and really didn’t think about much after that.
Until this morning.
I stumbled to the shower like I usually do and notice there an itch around my hips. And my hands. And my head.
Yep, I have bug bites everywhere that seem to be swelling up every hour on the hour. Just what I wanted to do today, go and see big red and white marks all over. That’s just fantastic. Maybe next time I need to buy some bug spray or something.
The last two day I’ve gotten about five hours of sleep per night, so now naps are becoming a fast friend. You know, there’s a long lost song by Elton John called “Too Low for Zero” that talks about insomniacs and people like that. And who wouldn’t with lyrics like these:
"I'm too low for zero
I'm on a losing streak
I got myself in a bad patch lately
I can't seem to get much sleep
I'm too low for zero
I wind up counting sheep
Nothing seems to make much sense
It's all just Greek to me"
"Cutting out cups of coffee
Switching off the late night news
Putting the cat out two hours early
It isn't any use
I'm too low for zero
Insomnia attacks
Watching flies with my eyes till sunrise
It's daylight when I hit the sack"
As some of you may know, my buddy from home and dare I say, co-host of the Monday Hangover Radio Show (Which you can hear by clicking on the Monday Hangover link to your right) has created a new Facebook group entitled “Greg Reedy for Facebook Homecoming King.” First of all, I would have to say that this was his idea, not mine so for the moderate to epic success we’ve had in the day and a half of the group, I’ve got to give him the props. The idea basically came about when he said, “I’m nominating you for Facebook Homecoming King.” I say “OK” and it’s all set up. A lot of my friends are in, but you don’t even have to be my Facebook Friend to join it. You just have to be on Facebook. I even have my own campaign manager who made some gnarly flyers such as the ones below:
I also don’t know if this is a real competition or not, but the funny part about it, is that as many of you can probably guess, I was nowhere near being on the homecoming court in high school or college so the concept of this does make me laugh a lot. I seem to be getting a lot of encouragement from the ladies, which is always great. (Gotta love the ladies!, and yes I know someone will talk to me about it later on since that topic seems to be a good one for people to tlak about) One of the copy editors from the Rocket wire wished me good luck with it and even called me Dr. Greg, either because I magically became a doctor overnight or because I give such a good advice. (a la Dr. Phil) Either way, it was really sweet.
I also heard from the Rocket wire that if I talk about the New-Media Journalism class, this thing gets read in your class. Now it depends on whether I want to massage my deflated ego or just plain write any more tonight. But I must say Missouri had a very good season this season, even ranked in the AP Top 25! I learned a long time ago to never, ever, ever criticize anything about the University of Missouri. It’s just common knowledge. And through perusing the New-Media Journalism’s current class blog (A fine read, by the way) someone decided to lead his review with lyrics from Billy Joel. (Or as he would like to call them “quotes”, apparently the music industry doesn’t call words to a song lyrics anymore.) Billy Joel is one of my favorite musicians and I have his favorite hits album, I and II. I’d thought I would end this gregarious post with some lyrics that 99 percent of the typical college students can identify with. ENJOY!
"So you stand on the corner in your new English clothes
And you look so polished from your hair down to your toes
But still your fingers gonna pick your nose, after all"
"But Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push 'n' you'll be smilin'
Oh yeah, yeah"
Until this morning.
I stumbled to the shower like I usually do and notice there an itch around my hips. And my hands. And my head.
Yep, I have bug bites everywhere that seem to be swelling up every hour on the hour. Just what I wanted to do today, go and see big red and white marks all over. That’s just fantastic. Maybe next time I need to buy some bug spray or something.
The last two day I’ve gotten about five hours of sleep per night, so now naps are becoming a fast friend. You know, there’s a long lost song by Elton John called “Too Low for Zero” that talks about insomniacs and people like that. And who wouldn’t with lyrics like these:
"I'm too low for zero
I'm on a losing streak
I got myself in a bad patch lately
I can't seem to get much sleep
I'm too low for zero
I wind up counting sheep
Nothing seems to make much sense
It's all just Greek to me"
"Cutting out cups of coffee
Switching off the late night news
Putting the cat out two hours early
It isn't any use
I'm too low for zero
Insomnia attacks
Watching flies with my eyes till sunrise
It's daylight when I hit the sack"
As some of you may know, my buddy from home and dare I say, co-host of the Monday Hangover Radio Show (Which you can hear by clicking on the Monday Hangover link to your right) has created a new Facebook group entitled “Greg Reedy for Facebook Homecoming King.” First of all, I would have to say that this was his idea, not mine so for the moderate to epic success we’ve had in the day and a half of the group, I’ve got to give him the props. The idea basically came about when he said, “I’m nominating you for Facebook Homecoming King.” I say “OK” and it’s all set up. A lot of my friends are in, but you don’t even have to be my Facebook Friend to join it. You just have to be on Facebook. I even have my own campaign manager who made some gnarly flyers such as the ones below:
I also don’t know if this is a real competition or not, but the funny part about it, is that as many of you can probably guess, I was nowhere near being on the homecoming court in high school or college so the concept of this does make me laugh a lot. I seem to be getting a lot of encouragement from the ladies, which is always great. (Gotta love the ladies!, and yes I know someone will talk to me about it later on since that topic seems to be a good one for people to tlak about) One of the copy editors from the Rocket wire wished me good luck with it and even called me Dr. Greg, either because I magically became a doctor overnight or because I give such a good advice. (a la Dr. Phil) Either way, it was really sweet.
I also heard from the Rocket wire that if I talk about the New-Media Journalism class, this thing gets read in your class. Now it depends on whether I want to massage my deflated ego or just plain write any more tonight. But I must say Missouri had a very good season this season, even ranked in the AP Top 25! I learned a long time ago to never, ever, ever criticize anything about the University of Missouri. It’s just common knowledge. And through perusing the New-Media Journalism’s current class blog (A fine read, by the way) someone decided to lead his review with lyrics from Billy Joel. (Or as he would like to call them “quotes”, apparently the music industry doesn’t call words to a song lyrics anymore.) Billy Joel is one of my favorite musicians and I have his favorite hits album, I and II. I’d thought I would end this gregarious post with some lyrics that 99 percent of the typical college students can identify with. ENJOY!
"So you stand on the corner in your new English clothes
And you look so polished from your hair down to your toes
But still your fingers gonna pick your nose, after all"
"But Captain Jack will get you high tonight
And take you to your special island
Captain Jack will get you by tonight
Just a little push 'n' you'll be smilin'
Oh yeah, yeah"
Monday, October 2, 2006
Somebody's Been Drinking The Kool-Aid
There’s a lot to talk about since the last post. Now the reason for the title is because I’ve sensed that a lot of people at the alma mater have been “drinking the Kool-Aid.” Now for those who don’t know, “Drinking the Kool-Aid” is a term used to describe a person who buys into a person or group’s ideas, ideals or plans for the future. Basically, they’re all optimists.
I think at my alma mater there are definitely some people that are drinking the Kool-Aid. For instance, I think there are people out there who think they will transform the campus into a thriving weekend excitement party town. Um, no. That’s not happening anytime soon. Look, I don’t think my alma mater is going to shed the rep it has of being a “suitcase campus” any time soon. There’s just not enough to do to keep everybody happy other than get schwasted and then get a disorderly house because you got schwasted.
Here’s another thing. Apparently, there are efforts to inject some school spirit into the campus with various “spirit groups.” While that’s a noble idea that is something that just can’t be manufactured, it has to be real or else everyone will see through your little mirage.
A lot of the same issues that were still prevalent when I left are still there. I heard through the Rocket wire that there were threats and now another debate with religion, two things that I personally had to deal with while at school. (Well, not the threats, but the issue behind the threats) I also heard through the Facebook wire that things are still about the same as they always were. Amazing. The bitter mood must be because of the Mondays.
In more pleasant news, I got my member information from AAA today including my card and all that other stuff that goes along with it. That’s right I went ahead and joined AAA, a fact that will thrill my Dad. It’ll be cool.
My paper is sponsoring the “Big Buck Contest” a contest to see who can kill the biggest deer. We had our first entrant today as someone brought into a buck that they shot with a bow. Now I need to know how to measure racks and points and all those other things that go along with. The guy brought the deer in the back of the truck, already gutted, so if you didn’t eat before reading this, be glad. I personally don’t mind seeing dead deer at all, especially since my Dad had me gut a rabbit when I was 6 years old.
It has been raining constantly around town the last few days, postponing various soccer and other outdoor games. I was not sad at all about this. Also, as many of you may have noticed, I went on a Facebook wall posting binge this weekend. Some of you reading this may have had me post on your wall. You may have been excited. You may have groaned. You may have even deleted it. (I hope not) I was definitely in a happy/cabin fever mood last Thursday and Friday. Good times.
The fantasy football team went to 3-1 with yet another win while the fantasy baseball team lost in the finals to finish second.
I think at my alma mater there are definitely some people that are drinking the Kool-Aid. For instance, I think there are people out there who think they will transform the campus into a thriving weekend excitement party town. Um, no. That’s not happening anytime soon. Look, I don’t think my alma mater is going to shed the rep it has of being a “suitcase campus” any time soon. There’s just not enough to do to keep everybody happy other than get schwasted and then get a disorderly house because you got schwasted.
Here’s another thing. Apparently, there are efforts to inject some school spirit into the campus with various “spirit groups.” While that’s a noble idea that is something that just can’t be manufactured, it has to be real or else everyone will see through your little mirage.
A lot of the same issues that were still prevalent when I left are still there. I heard through the Rocket wire that there were threats and now another debate with religion, two things that I personally had to deal with while at school. (Well, not the threats, but the issue behind the threats) I also heard through the Facebook wire that things are still about the same as they always were. Amazing. The bitter mood must be because of the Mondays.
In more pleasant news, I got my member information from AAA today including my card and all that other stuff that goes along with it. That’s right I went ahead and joined AAA, a fact that will thrill my Dad. It’ll be cool.
My paper is sponsoring the “Big Buck Contest” a contest to see who can kill the biggest deer. We had our first entrant today as someone brought into a buck that they shot with a bow. Now I need to know how to measure racks and points and all those other things that go along with. The guy brought the deer in the back of the truck, already gutted, so if you didn’t eat before reading this, be glad. I personally don’t mind seeing dead deer at all, especially since my Dad had me gut a rabbit when I was 6 years old.
It has been raining constantly around town the last few days, postponing various soccer and other outdoor games. I was not sad at all about this. Also, as many of you may have noticed, I went on a Facebook wall posting binge this weekend. Some of you reading this may have had me post on your wall. You may have been excited. You may have groaned. You may have even deleted it. (I hope not) I was definitely in a happy/cabin fever mood last Thursday and Friday. Good times.
The fantasy football team went to 3-1 with yet another win while the fantasy baseball team lost in the finals to finish second.
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