Monday, March 30, 2009

Making a Change?

For winning MVP of the WBC, apparently you win the Grandaddy of all Trivial Pursuit Pie Pieces!Alas, the World Baseball Classic has come to an end. Sure, we can all treasure how we were able to bask in the rich tradition and history of something established in 2006. More importantly, however, is that this signals that spring training is drawing to a close, and baseball will soon begin in earnest.

I didn't really start following sports until midway through high school, and I didn't develop my current obsessive level until college. My dad has zero interest in sports for some reason, so while all of my siblings and I played youth soccer, baseball, and basketball, we never really paid attention to college or pro sports. I also grew up in an area (northwest Louisiana) with no real sports scene or local teams of significance. Given that upbringing, I grew up with no real sports allegiances.

Considering that my college years were when I really started following sports, and considering Aggies have a tendency to be aggressively loyal to the alma mater, it's little surprise that I'm more of a college fan than the pros. This past weekend, I had my DVR set to record the Women's Basketball Tourney, as my girls were a #2 seed. That's right ... I've actually been watching women's basketball. (Of course, last summer I was watching the Women's World Series, so my sickness really knows no bounds.)

Of course, they haven't won a playoff game since 1996, so times aren't quite as good these days.I'm a big believer in having a rooting interest. If you call yourself a sports fan, it seems to me you should have a favorite team, regardless of how that allegiance originated. For me, hockey was easy, as the Dallas Stars were the only hockey team even close to me, and they came into Texas with immediate success. (I don't really even follow hockey at all, but I still need a team.) My roommate in college was from San Antonio and a big Spurs fan, so I steered towards them. (Worked out pretty well, huh?) The Cowboys were an easy pick, because they were close, and my hometown is full of Cowboys fans anyway. Besides, when you start following the NFL in the early '90s, how could you not think the 'Boys were great?

Baseball, however, is where I go off the board. I loved Major League, and I have an affinity for the Loveable Loser. Additionally, the Indians had a wealth of young talent that was coming up in the early '90s, so they seemed to be poised to lift themselves out of the depths. I decided to get aboard the bandwagon before everyone else and called myself a Tribe fan. It worked out well, too; they were always in the post-season, and they were one crappy Charles Nagy pitch away from winning a World Series. (Freaking Marlins!!)

Recently, I've noticed that I don't really care that much about the Indians anymore. I'm not a giant baseball fan, so I don't really put forth the effort to follow them as they continue to try to get back into contention. As it stands now, they're just a so-so team 1,200 miles away. Maybe it's just an indication as to how low on the totem pole baseball is for me, but I can barely tell you about any of their players.

Regardless of the disinterest, I still feel, in principle, I must have a "favorite" team. Here's the question: do I switch? My wife LOVES the Astros, but I just can't go with a National League team. True, I agree in principle that having batters hit is a more strategically valid form of baseball, but it just ends up being ... BORING! I've got to go American League, which leads me towards the topic of the Rangers.

Best. Baseball. Moment. EVER!On the plus side, they're close and thereby easy to follow. Nolan Ryan is the team president, and I've always thought he was a bad ass. They apparently have the #1 farm system in the majors right now, so I could get in on the ground floor yet again.

From a negative standpoint, I inherently dislike the idea of switching allegiances just because of a relative lack of success or ease of access. I'm not a Dallas native, so the idea that almost all of "my" pro teams would be Dallas-based isn't appealing either, as it makes it seem like my allegiance is dependent on my ZIP Code. It just feels like a shallow & capricious move on some level. Of course, it doesn't help that the Rangers NEVER win. I'm not exaggerating, either. The Rangers are the only team to have never won at least one playoff series. In fact, here's a few of the teams that have gotten to the World Series since the Rangers moved to Texas:
  • San Diego Padres (twice)
  • Toronto Blue Jays (won it twice)
  • Florida Marlins (won it twice)
  • Arizona Diamondbacks (won it)
  • Anaheim Angels (won it)
  • Colorado Rockies
  • Tampa Bay Rays
A post-season victory celebration.  (Not pictured: The Rangers.  EVER!)Seriously?!? That collection of also-rans have managed to get to The Series while the Rangers have managed exactly one good stretch ... and that was when they were apparently awash in steroids. Hey, I can support the loveable loser, but you have to work with me here!

Besides, they're not even that loveable. Of the 4 major teams in the Dallas area, I think the Rangers may run 4th in terms of local excitement. I think the locals care more about a freaking hockey team than the Rangers! In Texas! Seriously!

So, I'm not sure what I'm going to do. Maybe I'll just stick with the Indians and see what happens. Maybe I'll just dive in with the Rangers. Maybe I'll "sit out" for a year, and see which team tickles my fancy. As ridiculous as it sounds, this is a very important decision. I'll keep you posted.

Until next time,
The Jim

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Haiku Wednesday IV: Counting

Zero, one, two, three,
Four, five, six, seven, eight, nine,
Ten, eleven, twelve ...

(I remember spending 2 days trying to get this one to work. I was so pleased whenever I determined I could start with "zero" and get the syllables to work perfectly ... you would have thought I had discovered the cure to cancer!

Yes, my life was that boring while in Baton Rouge.
)

Until next time,
The Jim

Monday, March 23, 2009

Twenty-Two Banks, But Not One Comic Book Shop! What's Wrong with this Country?

As you may have heard, we here in the U.S. have a small problem with our banking institutions. Apparently, all of them decided to give away money to any moron with a pulse (and probably a few who didn’t), and now there seems to be a little difficulty in recouping that cash. Now no one can borrow money, so no one can run a business … or something like that. I’m a little unclear as to exactly why this is a catastrophe … they just tell me that it is.

As a civil engineer, I can verify that I have never seen a road sign such as this.I'm not going to get into which method of addressing this problem is correct, as I have become grossly disillusioned and disinterested with politics in general and political debate specifically. Moreover, I’m not going to try to delve in any way into these expansive macroeconomic analyses as to the cause of this problem. I'm not an economist by any means, and my small exposure to the subject generally leaves me with the impression that economists are along the same line as meteorologists: they can accurately predict the future … sometimes … maybe … unless they're wrong … which means an unforeseen change in the variables happened.

It's almost as bad as the Starbucks across from a Starbucks.One particular item of note, however, has occurred to me: the insane proliferation of bank branches. I have had exactly 3 jobs since college, and have worked at a total of 6 offices during that run. At those 6 offices, 4 of them were located in bank buildings, and a fifth one (the Louisiana Highway Department) had a credit union branch in the lobby. Moreover, none of these buildings had the same bank in them, and one actually switched banks while I worked there. In summary, I've worked in the same building as 6 completely different banks in my short ten-year career.

Next time you have to drive to work, the grocery store, or church, I’d like you to conduct a little experiment: count the number of banks. We never realize how many banks per mile there are out there, but they're EVERYWHERE! Many of you probably work in a bank building, or adjacent to one. On my 24 mile drive home, I identified 22 different branches, and only 7 of those were from the same banking institution. That’s right, I managed to drive past 15 completely independent banking institutions on a random drive!

Your tax dollars at work!Could we possibly need this many banks, and this many branches? Why is there a bank in seemingly EVERY office building? Why can I rattle off 20 different banks without even thinking about it? Hey, I’m all about competition, but can the market really support that many companies? (Given the current crisis – apparently not!)

True, it's convenient to have a bank on every corner, but bank branches aren't free. Every branch requires overhead for the building, utilities, personnel, security, etc. When did we decide that we must have a bank within 20 feet of us at any given time?

Not pictured: About 70 credit card receipts and a coupon for free tacos.Who even needs that much access to cash? This past month, I had roughly $3 in my wallet for about 3 straight weeks. Was I destitute? Was I unable to buy gas, groceries, or lunch? Of course not! Every place in this country takes some form of credit card, and if they don’t, an ATM is always around. My paycheck comes in direct deposit as well, so I don’t even need to run to the bank to drop it off. In all honesty, I may need to make a trip to my bank 4 times a year. Do they really need 18 buildings within a 2-mile radius for that little use?

Maybe this is just a minute element in the overall, big picture. Maybe I just don’t get it, and banks really do make money by having all these branches. It seems to me, though, that until I stop seeing 37 banks per city block, it’s difficult to convince me that these companies are in as dire a condition as they appear.

Until next time,
The Jim

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Haiku Wednesday III: Onomatopoeia

You can say a lot
With onomatopoeia.
Bang! Varoom! Kerplunk!

(My second straight poem about a grammatical term ... what a dork I am!)

Until next time,
The Jim

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

This is EXACTLY Why You Go to College for Two Degrees!

So, how much do I love work right now? For the last 3 weeks, I've managed to average roughly 60 hours a week. I've had exactly one day off from work for the past 3 weeks, and I think there's a strong chance I'll be working some this weekend.

I'm not saying I approve of violence in the workplace ... I'm just saying I can understand it!

Here's a hint ... NOWHERE FUN!!Meanwhile, Mrs. The Jim was invited to go on a spring break trip to Florida for free with her buddy. So, as she's done roughly once or twice a year since we've been married, she's off on a solo vacation. Bear in mind, she also is scheduled to go with me to Austin for "my" birthday present, and as of yesterday, she's trying to plan a trip over the summer which I may or may not be able to attend. She really works at staying relaxed, especially considering she has no job and we have no money.

To be fair, I'm sure she'd like me to be able to take off with her for all these things, but who gets 6 weeks of vacation a year?

Of course, the work schedule means that - yet again - I don't have time for a proper post. I was hoping to be able to take off Thursday & Friday so that I could relax and bask in the NCAA Tourney, but it's not to be. I wish I could believe the claim that this will be the last week of work craziness ... but my skepticism is at "Amazing Randi" levels at this point!

Until next time,
The Jim

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Haiku Wednesday II: Alliteration

Alliteration
Is awfully arduous
And austere. Avast!

(For the rest of the day, I'm going to see how often I can insert "Avast!" into the conversation.)

Until next time,
The Jim

Monday, March 9, 2009

Quick Hit

Hey, everyone!

Just wanted you all to know I'm still around, and haven't decided to turn this thing into "All Haiku, All The Time!"

I've been crazy busy at work for a couple of weeks, and needed to spend this weekend doing absolutely nothing in order to decompress from the 12-14 hour days and working weekends I was having to endure. Things are back to normal, so I'll get back to you soon with more of my scintillating tales of ... scintillation!

For now, enjoy this picture of me in front of creepy Scottish mannequins (circa 2007):

I think the guy on the right was the Third Earl of Pinkeye.
Until next time,
The Jim

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Haiku Wednesday I

LSD is weird.
Big, green cats sing on my face?
My hand is melting.

(And no, I don't think they get any better. Sorry!)

Until next time,
The Jim