I have tried to cultivate a relationship with my managers over the years and I think I am the favorite. I think that's why I got promoted. But there's this nagging voice in the back of my mind...
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Well, time to see if vaccine 2 takes me down.
New Study Finds that Hurricanes Don't Scare Tiger Sharks. I mean, what a cool freaking news title.
It has been nearly 30 years since the men's world long jump record was set. The high jump record was set 28 years ago. Are people just less athletic these days?
Every time I see them, I'm like
https://youtu.be/d8tPpS7MI6s
-jk
I did not find Australia but I did find this epic battle between the two men claiming to have both invented truck nuts. It is, well, nuts.
This is a real scratcher for our resident IP experts.
GREAT Bilas article about K on https://www.espn.com/mens-college-ba...rs-undeniable/
No, IMHO, when it comes to these events, we have reached the limits of what the human body can do. Remember, when Mike Powell set the long jump record in 1991, he was breaking Bob Beamon's record from 1968 which is still the second longest ever. Since we started keeping records, two men (over a span of 53 years) have jumped at least 8.9 meters. Each of them only did it once (unaided). Mike Powell jumped longer at altitude and at least one other person has exceeded 8.9 meters at altitude.
I went and looked it up, since 1900, 4 men have held the long jump record for more than 20 years. Someday, someone will break Powell's record, by a little bit, and then they will hold the record for decades. Training and nutrition and equipment have done all they can. Add in perfect genetics and on a lucky day, we might get someone who jumps over 9 meters, but it won't be by much, and they won't do it on a regular basis.
Sotomayor is the only man ever to jump over 8ft (2.44 meters). He did it twice.
The women's high jump record has stood for 34 years now, btw.
Fun topic and a lot going on here. I would also suggest that the wide disparity between the amount of money a superlative athlete can make running track versus playing another sport with a lucrative professional league has widened exponentially since 1991, much less 1968. I would also argue that the Olympics are no longer viewed as the absolute apex of athletic achievement in American culture the way it used to be. If you were to ask me if I would rather have one an Olympic gold medal, a NCAA Championship or the Super Bowl or World Series I would answer an Olympic gold medal. But I would think most people below about age 40 wouldn't feel this way. I'm not even sure most people approaching 50, like I am, feel this way. But I do think the viewpoint that an Olympic gold medal is the ultimate athletic achievement has lessened over time.
Been about 14 hours since my 2nd shot, woke up feeling a little stuffy and achy but that's about it so far.
To add to this, I believe that the money opportunities have become very focused in track. People will pay to see a 100m race, the long jump happens in a pit in the middle of the track and so is hard to focus on. The 100m has seen a steady progression up until Usain Bolt's 9.58 in 2009.
Bolt was the platonic ideal of what a sprinter should be. I am an Olympic sport fanatic and I will sit and watch archery and curling (and anything else) during the Olympics for hours. I'm just an avowed Olympics fan. I am one of those people who keep track of the world record holder in track and swimming. I love that stuff. I remember watching Bolt run and thinking we might be done here. It's like he discovered a new world, which is unbelievably exciting, but once it's discovered the mystery is gone.
About that. At the age of 40 I could still grab the rim and I led my basketball league in scoring. That summer I tore the meniscus in my good knee (the bad one has an ACL tear I never had repaired and I have to lock that sucker down with a brace so my knee stays in socket), and had to take six months off of sports while it healed. I assumed I would come back at about the same level. This assumption was incorrect. I aged like a racehorse. Athletically I fell off a cliff and I realized it wasn't coming back. That was the point at which I went no carb and I dropped a bunch of weight. But the foot speed never returned and the jumping ability is ever declining.
Back to the Olympics.
I too would rather have an Olympic medal (of any color) than a Super Bowl ring or NCAA Championship (although as a fan of a certain team - them winning one was of supreme importance, I'm spoiled now, but I could always use another one.) Looking at my local high school only, which I agree is not at all representative, but way more kids are participating in track & field than football in my town. Basketball might be pulling off the best high/long jumpers (Mike Powell could dunk by jumping from the free throw line, IIRC) so maybe we should consider encouraging some of the b-ball players to consider jumping (either high or long) as a back-up plan to athletic fame.
I did not discover that Lisa was a common name for people my age until I went to college. It was never a particularly common name in NC. Most people named Lisa were born in the '60s and early '70s. (I'm pushing for a comeback! New babies are going to start being named for all us Grandma aged Lisas, right?) I don't count as a Lisa in any official records though as I use it as a nickname for Elisabeth which is my middle name.
Happening now...
I use only Lil Lisa Slurry for all my slurry needs.
I love mustard.
EarlJam really likes mustard too.
There are 71 minutes remaining in the school year.
Feeling pretty blah now. Not terrible terrible but definitely under the weather.
Gives me a nice excuse to stay away from work and lounge though. Don’t get enough lounge time anymore.
Mom's Kitchen Lemon Dill Mustard - ymmmmm.
Makes great deviled eggs.
duck on the grill, and The Badger arrives at 9:30 pm.
Rabid.
My boss REALLY went to bat for me today for my new position and job description. I was shocked. He really took up for me after asking me to keep my powder dry.
The Badger's arrival delayed due to the futility of United Airlines...this is going to encroach on my beauty sleep...he is arriving from the very Great Salt Lake.
Highly recommend:
https://youtu.be/H4gV2lJgycc
The Blaireau is the man
*radio edit
[QUOTE=bundabergdevil;1376814]That was good of him. Hope it works.
Skeptical... certainly possible, but in the history of human interaction is as likely to make things worse.
Wife and I are off to run the local 5k. Humidity hit this week - so no idea what will happen.
Chills, shakes and sweats overnight. All better now.
[QUOTE=BlueTeuf;1376848]I hope you enjoy drinking from your half empty cup! Kidding. Some of this is on me actually. If I don't handle this promotion in the manner it should be handled, then I will give them an opening to complain. I think their deepest, darkest fears are that I will be a self-promoter and they will be marginalized. To defend these guys, my predecessor could be a little bit like that. And he is the reason I came to work for this company. Just a beloved and legendary figure and for good reason. Best speaker I have ever had the pleasure to witness. But he was so incandescent that those guys felt marginalized. They lived in his shadow and felt he got all the accolades.
[QUOTE=ClemmonsDevil;1376860]Yeah, I could have been more detailed. If the audience perceives the big boss's endorsement as a diminution of their own standing, then it's not likely to be helpful in building/mending bridges. But if she/he were artful, other paths appear.
Deck repairs completed, and I have a huge deck (even without trimming the bushes around it). Now it’s time to stain, so of course the rain season starts this afternoon.
Elliot in the Morning (DC shock jock) used to do this segment about celebrity hook-ups and now my wife and I can’t listen to Kenny Chesney without laughing.
And not because of his music!
Got blade replaced on push mower along with basic service. Got about 2/3rds through mowing, the bolt holding the blade on broke in half.
Now my lawn has a reverse mowhawk and I have to take it back on Monday.
Escape (The Pina Colada Song) is not a happy song. Like, they’re actively trying to cheat on one another by putting out want ads.
Mother, mother ocean...
Father, father hillside...
Well, someone isn't retiring to a central Florida active living retirement community where Margarita-ville plays at the town square every day at 5 PM to signal happy hour the same way a muezzin calls to prayer while the grey hairs putter in on their golf carts already a few cocktails into their cups and absolution.
On my neighbor’s roof:
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And on to Sunday...
I'm getting together with my old buddies from the Pediatric Intensive Care Unit this afternoon.
I’m going to do a cooked breakfast and then some hot weedwacking.
I'm going to turn on the air conditioning and sew together a wool sweater. The first round of blocking is finished. After I sew it together, The Drewsk has to try it on, then I block it again. Not every knitter blocks sweaters twice, but I'm the kind of knitter who washes and blocks test swatches, so.
Nah, I know what he meant. Just because you get the right gauge when you're knitting your swatch, sometimes the measurements will change once the yarn gets wet, especially with a superwash, you gotta know what your knitting is going to do if you want the sweater to fit the person you plan on wearing it when you're done.
I did not know who this song was about. Interesting.
The rain is holding off long enough for me to start staining my big deck. Using a brush instead of a roller. My back is not in favor.
Sweating. Wear pants and long sleeves to weed wack. I’ll probably still get poison ivy somewhere.
Never seems to fail.
They spent their money starting up small businesses that the ROIs were low. Not failures per se but not successful enough. In other words, subsistence living. But subsistence living in Fiji doesn't afford one the opportunity to make a grand entrance back in the USA. Not to mention susceptibility to certain types of persuasion. They are all-in on Clinton's, Trump, et al. I think that was part of the rift. She wasn't hook, line and sinker like he was for that stuff.
Trick to dealing with poison ivy is knowing the oil is really thick/sticky. Think scrubbing off axle grease. Go at it with a (disposable) rag and Dawn, and lather, rinse, repeat two or three times. You have a couple hours after exposure before it's too late!
I haven't used it, but my mom swore by Tecnu stuff.
-jk
It hasn't been updated in years, but some of the story is here:
http://www.alsoislandfiji.com/index.html
Two quarts from the oldest creamery in Delaware
It feels like the conversation has hit a rocky road.
I find people who try to enforce thread discipline in other threads to be boorish.
Recently tried Tillamook ice cream sandwiches. They are tiny, but they come four in a box, so . . . The mint chocolate chip is very, very good as is the mudslide.
My ice maker has stopped working. Normally, I would try the YouTube self-fixing technique, but the ones I have watched look a little beyond what I dare to try myself. It sounds like it is trying to dump ice, but nothing is coming out, which makes me think it's the heating element that loosens the ice from the tray before dumping. This is supposedly an easy replacement part, but the testing to confirm is what I do NOT do.
[QUOTE=ClemmonsDevil;1377278]Yeah. I think I could be shown how to do this live, but not on a video.[/QUOTE
Is it live? Or is it Memorex?
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Bezos is going to space.
First proper day of summer vacation. I slept late, went to the gym and ran my first full 5k since my post-Covid restart, and now I’m about to go eat a sandwich and play board games in the backyard with my uncle.
That’s how it’s done.
Good for you. We missed by a week on all three rounds. Figured the first one is usually late, but we'll be ready the weekend before. We needed two. Next time, we thought we better be ready a full three weeks ahead. We needed four. And for the last round, five weeks ahead is surely enough, because six weeks early is getting into scary territory. And, indeed, it took the doctors about 6 hours to say, "Scary, but you're in the clear." Which, in turn, prompted me to finally go get that extra car seat.
Yes, the big question mark in the delivery room was whether our son (7 weeks early) would be breathing on his own or not. It was our first but the tension in the room with the staff was palpable and they were all happy - as were we - when he came out wailing on his own.
T-Bone was an ungodly shade of blue when we got all 10 lbs 10 ounces of him out. He had shoulder dystocia and the cord was wrapped around his neck. I understand why some women would prefer to stay away from hospitals when they give birth, but I am convinced T-Bone would not have survived a home birth and Paddies would have been iffy. When they checked me during labor with Paddies, the doctor said, "Hmm, that's not a head." He had his hand over his head (trying to crawl his way out is how we tease him about it now), they did a manipulation that, thankfully, worked but if it didn't work I would have had an emergency c-section. None of my deliveries were routine, although both Paddies and T-Bone were born on their exact due dates.
Pickup hoops again tonight.