If I was a true fan I'd be at the Circle right now sending the Colts off in style to Miami. But I'm not. It's a tad bit too chilly to walk down to the Circle from school. I have some school work I need to do, but mainly I just don't feel like going down there. I'm sure there are lots of people there and I, being a bit misanthropic and a bit agoraphobic feel it is best that I stay right here on the third floor of the warm library. I also wish I had my camera (its the trunk of my car) because I'd like to take a picture of the windows.
I have this thing about geometric shapes, particularly triangles. The windows are made out of triangles. I guess I'll have to go down to my car and get my camera, eventually.
I'm sitting on the third floor of the library with my 2gig iPod stuck in my ears. I am in my own little auditory field of dissonance.
So, now I have to go and do a posting on a class bulletin board dealing with "intellectual freedom." Doesn't that sound like fun boys and girls. Yeah, I thought you'd say that.
Friday, January 26, 2007
Monday, January 22, 2007
Indianapolis is a different city today. Indianapolis is officially on the map, now. That game last night was one of the most amazing and incredible football games I have ever seen. I am still shaking my head and asking myself "how did that happen?" Wow. A team just doesn't come back from an 18 point deficit against the Patriots. Okay, let me rephrase that, most teams don't do that. This is the Colts we're talking about.
When the Colts went down to 21-3 in the first half I will admit that I said the following phrase "That's game. Their done." But still... there was something there. I'm not sure what it was, but there was a feeling... and when they got that field goal at the end of the first half that gave me hope. I harkened back to the "Monday Night Miracle" when the Colts came back and beat the Tampa Bay a few years back during Monday Night Football.
Watching that game unfold was something to behold. I was riveted to the television. I literally was screwed to my spot.
That final run was a thing of beauty... I'm quite speechless to it all.
But now, Indianapolis is on the map and so is Peyton Manning.
Sunday, January 21, 2007
Shut-in Church
One of the nice things about living in Indiana is Shut-in Church. It is a television program that comes on Sunday mornings. It is broadcasat from Ft. Wayne and is a nice, simple Lutheran service. We found it quite by accident a few years ago. My father was recovering from an illness and he wasn't allowed to go the church per doctor's orders. So one Sunday morning he was flipping through the channels of the tv looking for something, anything to watch. He stumbled on Shut-in Church. He was quite excited about it.
Shut-in Church is basically for those who cant' go to church for whatever reason. Sometimes, if the weather is bad and we decided going to church is maybe a bit dangerous we "go" to Shut-in Church. It is nice, as a Lutheran, to find a Lutheran service. Sunday morning televsion tends to be full of shouting and screaming ministers who seem to be more worried prayer offerings and such.
It is, to be corny, a breath of fresh air.
Shut-in Church is basically for those who cant' go to church for whatever reason. Sometimes, if the weather is bad and we decided going to church is maybe a bit dangerous we "go" to Shut-in Church. It is nice, as a Lutheran, to find a Lutheran service. Sunday morning televsion tends to be full of shouting and screaming ministers who seem to be more worried prayer offerings and such.
It is, to be corny, a breath of fresh air.
Saturday, January 20, 2007
Friday, January 19, 2007
Da Colts
Today is the Friday before "the Game." The American Football Conference Championship game. This is the last football game that will decide who will advance to the Super Bowl on Feb. 4th. It is going to be played right here in my own little corner of heaven: Indianapolis. The game will pit the Indianapolis Colts versus their Arch Rival and often parade rainer the New England Patriots, three time Super Bowl winners.
There is a certain feeling of excitement, but I think it has been tempered by the fact that the Patriots have had the Colts' number in the big games. The Colts have beaten the Patriots twice I think in the last two years, I know for sure they beat them this season (hence the Pats coming to Indy instead of the other way around).
Most fans I talk to are cautiously optimistic. They are ready for the big game, but sadly, Indianapolis Colts fans tend to be Fair Weather fans. There are always bandwagoners when it comes to sports, I know this, but here in Indy it seems that more people hop on the bandwagon and then hop off again. Earlier in the season, when the Colts had decided it would be fun to lose four of six games, the Colts fever seemed to waiver. But once they started to win again, and their defense decided it might be even more fun to show up and give it a go, the fan base swelled again.
I need to make something perfectly clear. First and foremost I am a Pittsburgh Steelers fan. I have been a fan of the Steelers since I was a but young novice of a Disgruntled World Citizen. Since moving to the Indianapolis area, I have become a Colts fan. I enjoy watching the Hometown team play. Am I a Colts Fair-weather-fan? I don't know exactly. I haven't lived here long enough to experience a 3-13 season.
Colts fans are often criticized for being too "nice," or "not tough enough." They are usually compared to Eagles fans or Browns fans. Colts fans were well grilled last week when they were compared to the Baltimore Ravens fans. Colts fans are friendly, they are nice. I think that they realize that it's just a game first and foremost. Its not, say, life or death like a Raiders fan or an Eagles fan might think. They certainly aren't as rapid as say a hardcore Steelers fans who are known to follow the team to practicly any venue they play (case in point: last year's game between the Colts and the Steelers... there were, supposedly more Steelrs fans in the RCA Dome then Colts fans).
Indianapolis has a bit of a "self esteem problem." I think, in general, Indianapolis feels kind of slighted, or perhaps maligned when it comes to Big City Props. In the scheme of things, Indy is a small big city, or maybe a really big medium sized city. The fact that Chicago cast such a big shadow is a source of angst. Indy might not be a New York or a Chicago, but that's fine. Its still a nice city. Its easy to get around (save for the one way streets), its clean, and for the most part its a fairly safe place to be. And it does have a lot to offer.
Indy has given itself a facelift of sorts. Businesses are busting with "Blue Pride." You can see "Go COLTS!" Signs all around and the city is lousy with up-turned white horseshoes. There is a reason for this, too. Indy is hoping to host a Super Bowl in the future, I think they are shooting for the 2010 Super Bowl. So the city is trying to put on a great show not only for the Colts, but also for the great juggernaught that is the NFL).
I don't have a class this afternoon, so I am going to walk around downtown to see what's happening. I'm sure there is something going on in the circle. I'm going to take my camera, make like the Third Worst Poet and document the world.
So, Go Colts!
There is a certain feeling of excitement, but I think it has been tempered by the fact that the Patriots have had the Colts' number in the big games. The Colts have beaten the Patriots twice I think in the last two years, I know for sure they beat them this season (hence the Pats coming to Indy instead of the other way around).
Most fans I talk to are cautiously optimistic. They are ready for the big game, but sadly, Indianapolis Colts fans tend to be Fair Weather fans. There are always bandwagoners when it comes to sports, I know this, but here in Indy it seems that more people hop on the bandwagon and then hop off again. Earlier in the season, when the Colts had decided it would be fun to lose four of six games, the Colts fever seemed to waiver. But once they started to win again, and their defense decided it might be even more fun to show up and give it a go, the fan base swelled again.
I need to make something perfectly clear. First and foremost I am a Pittsburgh Steelers fan. I have been a fan of the Steelers since I was a but young novice of a Disgruntled World Citizen. Since moving to the Indianapolis area, I have become a Colts fan. I enjoy watching the Hometown team play. Am I a Colts Fair-weather-fan? I don't know exactly. I haven't lived here long enough to experience a 3-13 season.
Colts fans are often criticized for being too "nice," or "not tough enough." They are usually compared to Eagles fans or Browns fans. Colts fans were well grilled last week when they were compared to the Baltimore Ravens fans. Colts fans are friendly, they are nice. I think that they realize that it's just a game first and foremost. Its not, say, life or death like a Raiders fan or an Eagles fan might think. They certainly aren't as rapid as say a hardcore Steelers fans who are known to follow the team to practicly any venue they play (case in point: last year's game between the Colts and the Steelers... there were, supposedly more Steelrs fans in the RCA Dome then Colts fans).
Indianapolis has a bit of a "self esteem problem." I think, in general, Indianapolis feels kind of slighted, or perhaps maligned when it comes to Big City Props. In the scheme of things, Indy is a small big city, or maybe a really big medium sized city. The fact that Chicago cast such a big shadow is a source of angst. Indy might not be a New York or a Chicago, but that's fine. Its still a nice city. Its easy to get around (save for the one way streets), its clean, and for the most part its a fairly safe place to be. And it does have a lot to offer.
Indy has given itself a facelift of sorts. Businesses are busting with "Blue Pride." You can see "Go COLTS!" Signs all around and the city is lousy with up-turned white horseshoes. There is a reason for this, too. Indy is hoping to host a Super Bowl in the future, I think they are shooting for the 2010 Super Bowl. So the city is trying to put on a great show not only for the Colts, but also for the great juggernaught that is the NFL).
I don't have a class this afternoon, so I am going to walk around downtown to see what's happening. I'm sure there is something going on in the circle. I'm going to take my camera, make like the Third Worst Poet and document the world.
So, Go Colts!
Friday, January 12, 2007
Friday, January 05, 2007
Snow? Maybe? Hello? Nope...
I lived in Texas for six long years. In some regards those years were great. I was able to go to and graduate from a great school. I worked for four summers at summer camp that changed my life for the better. I started working for a pretty good company that I was able to transfer from one store to another and not lose any money or benefits, but those were six long years regardless.
I am a North Eastener by birth. I grew up with a North Eastern point of view (I'll get it out of the way right now, I live in the Midwest and sometimes my Nor'easterly thought processes don't quite jive, but that's okay, its not that big a deal).
When we moved from Texas we didn't so much move as flee. By the time we crossed the Arkansas border I had pretty much defragged my brain and cleaned the mental disk, as it were. I left Texas behind.
We fled from Texas to Indiana towards the end of the summer, I believe we rolled into Indiana the last week in August. We had a beautiful fall that year, all the more pretty because we hadn't seen those wonderfully bright reds and oranges in six years while in our Texas exile. That winter we had 8 inches of snow on Christmas Eve. That was the first snow we had seen in six years, yeah, we were a bit frightened of it... but it was snow. Real, honest to goodness snow.
When we lived in Texas we didn't have winter. We had something more along the lines of an early spring in New York for six months: cold, rainy weather with the requisite gun metal grey sky. It was, in a word, boring. In three words: "boring as Hell." I was sick all the time, too.
Why do I bring this up in the incredibly erudite blog? We are having a Texas winter in Indiana, without the cold weather. We haven't had a lick of snow this winter. Maybe a tiny flurry, but that's about it. I want some snow. I want some cold weather. If for no other rason than I want to be able to complain how cold and snowie it is. I want winter, for crying out loud. I've worn sandals a couple times...
Hello, its January.
The newsguy said it's because of the El Nino, or Santa Ana Wind that keeps the cold air in Canada. At least I think that's what he said.
So, there is no snow. Not a flake, not a drift, not a nothing.
I think I'll go swiming tomorrow in the big puddle along the side of the road.
I am a North Eastener by birth. I grew up with a North Eastern point of view (I'll get it out of the way right now, I live in the Midwest and sometimes my Nor'easterly thought processes don't quite jive, but that's okay, its not that big a deal).
When we moved from Texas we didn't so much move as flee. By the time we crossed the Arkansas border I had pretty much defragged my brain and cleaned the mental disk, as it were. I left Texas behind.
We fled from Texas to Indiana towards the end of the summer, I believe we rolled into Indiana the last week in August. We had a beautiful fall that year, all the more pretty because we hadn't seen those wonderfully bright reds and oranges in six years while in our Texas exile. That winter we had 8 inches of snow on Christmas Eve. That was the first snow we had seen in six years, yeah, we were a bit frightened of it... but it was snow. Real, honest to goodness snow.
When we lived in Texas we didn't have winter. We had something more along the lines of an early spring in New York for six months: cold, rainy weather with the requisite gun metal grey sky. It was, in a word, boring. In three words: "boring as Hell." I was sick all the time, too.
Why do I bring this up in the incredibly erudite blog? We are having a Texas winter in Indiana, without the cold weather. We haven't had a lick of snow this winter. Maybe a tiny flurry, but that's about it. I want some snow. I want some cold weather. If for no other rason than I want to be able to complain how cold and snowie it is. I want winter, for crying out loud. I've worn sandals a couple times...
Hello, its January.
The newsguy said it's because of the El Nino, or Santa Ana Wind that keeps the cold air in Canada. At least I think that's what he said.
So, there is no snow. Not a flake, not a drift, not a nothing.
I think I'll go swiming tomorrow in the big puddle along the side of the road.
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
Monday, January 01, 2007
Blase (that's Blaa-zay)
New Year's Day. 2007. Three more years and we will have our space odyssey. Its a cold damp day in Indy. Though, there is a bit of a warm afterglow from the Colts wiin over the Dolphins yesterday.
I'm rather boring. I didn't do anything last night. I didn't go out amongst the masses, I didn't drink too much (I had a couple glasses of wine through the day). I watched a couple episodes of Band of Brothers on DVD, I can only watch so much of that at a given time because when I go to sleep I see the movie in my dreams and my sleep is not very good. I find myself fighting along with the 501st Easy Co.
I read in the paper today that there was a lurid murder/suicide near my home. Actually, it was in the trailer park next door. Some guy decided to kill his wife and himself. I don't know why. I'm just glad no bullets came through my window.
I'm rather boring. I didn't do anything last night. I didn't go out amongst the masses, I didn't drink too much (I had a couple glasses of wine through the day). I watched a couple episodes of Band of Brothers on DVD, I can only watch so much of that at a given time because when I go to sleep I see the movie in my dreams and my sleep is not very good. I find myself fighting along with the 501st Easy Co.
I read in the paper today that there was a lurid murder/suicide near my home. Actually, it was in the trailer park next door. Some guy decided to kill his wife and himself. I don't know why. I'm just glad no bullets came through my window.
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