Showing posts with label Dreams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dreams. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Little Big League

My biggest dream is to own a professional sports team. In recent years it's developed a little more thoroughly as I want to own the Timbers. Long has baseball been my official pastime, the Yanks my team, the Volcanoes the team I would end up buying. But now has come the time with soccer that i've grown an insatiable appetite for the game that can only be satisfied by being part of the magic that is the Portland Timbers. Brynn and I were talking about our dreams (you know the one... where a million dollars fall into your laps and suddenly you're free from all the drudgery that spurs the desire for that particular dream) and we the topic fell on the Timbers and where I would be sitting and there is no question, given the choice to be there all season I would be in the north end with the Timbers Army. So when news came that the city council has approved that sees PGE Park being renovated to a soccer specific stadium and home to the newest team to join the MLS I am happy to see that it is my team will become a permanent fixture upon the sporting skyline here in Stumptown. And who knows maybe one day I will run into Hank Scorpio and i'll wake up one morning to find that I have a team left out in my front yard and I would take anything... well anything but the Shittle Flounders....

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Interesting reads and flaccid television

It's one of my ambitions to butcher my own meat, at least once in my life. I want to run the whole gauntlet of meats; beef, pork, chicken, and venison (I stick to land animals because I have no taste for fish). The whole reason I want to do this is to understand where my meat comes from and up to this point I didn't know how to describe this desire. Part of the allure of this article is that I helps me to better form this line of thinking and perhaps peg a name for it, "Ethical butchering". In part this stems from my dad choosing not to eat meat (really he's a pescatarian) and the poring over the reasons why. Heck it also wouldn't hurt when things hit the fan and we're hunting down beasts for food, then I will know how to cut an nice t-bone. Check out the Ethical Butchers blog.


http://wweek.com/editorial/3552/13275/

One of the most important priorities I see in America is education. Bar none, the resources that we have in a person's mind is limitless and using education can help tap that marvelous resource. We have long seen minds go to waste due a lack of opportunity and this article inspired me to desire change. It's one of those things that in the scheme of things will require a lot of investment up front but will pay dividends for years to come.

http://www.oregonlive.com/news/oregonian/steve_duin/index.ssf/2009/11/greg_goodman_wants_hope_schola.html

What's up with Heroes? Brynn and I caught up with it all through our love of watching shows on Netflix but now I almost wished I hadn't. Spoiler alert, no one (important) ever dies! And the show drags on... and the plot is convoluted (and mind you I understand that going into it but I chose to ignore it because "Look! There are people with superpowers on tv!") Oh, did I mention no one ever dies? And Zachary Quinto you're so full of yourself. Just answer me why won't anyone die?