Ice Skating in the Streets of Keizer, Oregon

Ever since I was a little kid I always wanted my own ice rink in the back yard. I spent hours and hours thinking of and dreaming about and researching some way, any way, that I could build an ice rink. Today Keizer received enough cold weather and snow that the streets became my dream.

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ross and rocky skating in the keizer streets

Ross ice skating in Keizer

For Writers Readers and Everyone Else 011

  • I’ve always wondered how presidential candidates picked their running mates. Here’s how Obama picked his.
  • I thought I invented the faux hawk. I guess this photographer gets all the credit. At least I invented TMI.
  • Most people don’t believe I invented the acronym TMI (too much information). Shun the non believers. Shun! There’s even a television show named after my invention. You can watch a clip here. At 33 seconds someone farts. I think it’s a kids show.
  • An old hockey teammate of mine is in prison for selling heroin in Denver. Here’s an interview with a guy who used to be the world’s biggest heroin dealer. He now lives with his mother at 39. It’s pretty explicit and sensational and you should definitely read the comments.
  • The White Tiger by Aravind Adiga won the prestigious Booker prize. According to the Guardian the judges didn’t pick Sebastian Barry’s The Secret Scripture because the previous year’s winner was also Irish.
  • This is what I woke up to this morning.

Predicting the Future

How stock photography tries to predict the future (here). (via kottke)

I was startled to realize that stock photo and video purveyors actually create material in anticipation of demand. (I’d somehow failed to consider that stock pictures could be made, not just found.) These suppliers of the world’s commercial imagery are making bets on what life will look and feel like in the near future. Which made me wonder: What else, besides an ongoing technological dystopia, do they imagine waiting ahead?

My Older Bro

When my older brother KC was three he was walking down some steps to his seats at a Seattle Mariners game in the Kingdome. He tripped and rolled under the railing and fell twenty feet below. He landed on cement. He was in a coma for a number of months and by the time he came out of it he had to re-learn how to do everything again. He’ll be turning twenty-five this month.

He’s a photographer and has gotten a number of pictures published in local newspapers and such. He just got a picture in this week’s Baseball America, which is out today. We’re all very excited for him. When he told me a few months ago that he had emailed Baseball America about taking pictures for them I told him that wasn’t a good idea, but he obviously proved me wrong and I’m very proud of him.