OK, I've had a bit of a mind numbing week (more on that later) and have felt pretty uninspired for a new Rant. Alas, we have had a Papi-Roid bomb dropped on us, and the inspiration has returned.
Like many, I am just completely numbed to the whole idea of these guys and their Roidy ways by now. If Manny can return a hero from a 50 day suspension in LA, and Bonds can be sainted by the San Fran faithful, why should I get all worked up about Big Papi? Yeh, he lied. They all lied.
I don't understand how this can come as a surprise to anyone now. I can't get emotional about it, and I don't feel like the Sox World Series are tarnished. I'm over it.
In today's world, being a fan of professional sports means having to turn a blind eye to the inherent shortcomings and doing your best to enjoy the GAME. At the root of it, that's all that's left. The competition between the lines.
Cast aside your worries about the ridiculous amounts of money these guys make. Turn a blind eye to the roids and the lies and the egos that are inflated worse than the physiques. Set it all aside, and you can still enjoy the game.
Not an easy task, but that's the only way I can do it. Sure, it gets harder and harder to keep taking the blows against the purity of sports. The only thing I can say is, recognize that the whole thing stinks, but the game is still the game. If you love it, keep watching and try your [dang]dest to set the issues aside...Or go watch a Cape League game!MediaTalking Horses
Last night I introduced my daughters to the joys of Mr. Ed via the wonders of YouTube. The talking horse and his erstwhile friend Wilbur were still well off. Ed was lobbying Wilbur to be included his will, while Wilbur was trying to play the game of not looking utterly insane to his lawyer.
In all of its black and white splendor, the plot was very simple, with no pretensions other than to make you laugh at the basic shtick of a talking horse with an attitude and a guy who is the only one who can hear him talk.
It made my 4 year old laugh, and that passes the test for me.
Out of all of the new behemoths of on line networking and entertainment, I might have to put YouTube at the top for its depth and genius. I have been able to show my kids oodles of great stuff with just the click of a button.
When we were done with Mr. Ed, my girls were begging for "Pie Fight"...which of course
(as Mr. Ed's song goes), could only mean one thing:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qwirWWnzJKM LifeTransition
I am the midst of a major transition in my life, and it can be trying. I started school last winter to make a career change. At the end of the summer I will be completely phased out of my life as a retail record store owner, and be completely immersed in the pursuit of a life in Special Education.
All is going well with school, and I feel very much at ease with my bail out plan for the biz. I'm excited about school, and teaching. I think I'm well suited for it and that's all good. The difficult part is the finality of leaving something I have loved doing for 15 years.
I can rationalize all of the good reasons to give up my business (and there are plenty), but the parts that I love are so ingrained in my being. Not unlike losing a loved one, I will move on and find the things to fill those wholes, but there will always be a sense of loss.
My career adviser lady tells me you need to "honor" your interests and passions. I think perhaps I overfed that "honoring" with my business for so long because I was so passionate about it. I hope to fulfill that same sense passion by honoring another part of me as a teacher.
Interesting time though to be at the end of one path and jumping full force into another.