October 28, 2016
My daughter’s middle school volleyball team just finished an undefeated season.
To top off going undefeated in their league, they also beat their hated Brooklyn rival, a larger school in a different league (with generally good teams).
Go Brooklyn Friends. Apparently Quakers can kick butt…
September 18, 2016
Jane Goodall has an organization in 130 called Roots and Shoots that encourages kids to come up with practical community ideas for conservation. She recently had an event in NYC and my daughter and some friends got to represent their school.
They got to meet Jane, discuss their idea and hear her speak.
Not your average Saturday…
August 12, 2016
In an obscure bit of life trivia, my oldest daughter briefly took swim lessons from Anthony Ervin. Anthony Ervin won the gold medal in the 50m freestyle in the 2000 Olympics.
Over the next decade, Ervin sold his gold medal, donated the money to charity, then took off on a spiritual quest. He dabbled in everything from Zen Buddhism to the hard-partying lifestyle of playing in rock bands. Instead of a pool, he sank into depression, which, at its deepest, led to a suicide attempt and a death-defying motorcycle accident. Nearing age 30, he desperately needed a shot at redemption.
“For me, getting the tattoos was a way of reclaiming my own skin, and regaining control of myself,” Ervin said.
Armed with elaborate new ink, he went back to school and started coaching at a swim camp for kids. Those kids helped him remember what he loved about swimming in the first place.
My daughter was 6 at the time, so as a teacher he was overkill, but he was nice and good with the kids.
His story is fascinating.
I remember reading in 2012 that he was trying a comeback. He made the Olympic team but didn’t win a medal. I didn’t realize he’s back again in Rio. And he won a gold medal in the 4×100 freestyle relay. That’s a 16 year gap between gold medals. And he qualified for the final in the 50m freestyle.
He’ll be the old guy at 35. He’s certainly not favored, though he was tied for second in the semi-final heats. I’ll be rooting for him.
November 30, 2015
I have no good pictures this year, it was a pretty low key (in a nice way) Thanksgiving.
My teenage daughter doesn’t like pictures anymore:
But she can do the 5×5 Rubik’s Cube…
April 23, 2015
I’ve mentioned how much my girls like our Amazon Echo for music. But tonight they were being bickering sisters and couldn’t agree on a station. And they were arguing over a Demi Lovato station vs. an Ariana Grande station.
I mean, seriously, how different would those stations be?
So I said, “sorry, I choose the station”. They said, “no jazz” (because that’s what I really like). I know they like old Elton John (Crocodile Rock) so I said “Alexa play Elton John station”.
We got old classics. I skipped some marginal songs, but made them listen to anything really classic.
- Eagles, Hotel California (they grumbled at the beginning, but was ok)
- James Taylor, Fire and Rain (too slow, but also ok)
- Crocodile Rock (finally actual Elton John, danced along)
- Bee-Gees Staying Alive (they totally knew this one and totally danced)
I had to skip some more and exceeded my skip limit, so we switched to the Pandora Elton John station:
- Elton John, Candle in the Wind (too slow, and me explaining who it was about didn’t help, since they have no idea who Marilyn Monroe is).
- Journey, Don’t Stop Believing (Danielle knew this one and liked it)
- Van Morrison, Brown Eyed Girl (they vaguely recognized it, and liked it)
So total bickering turned into an old classics dance fest. Pretty fun.
February 19, 2015
My daughter’s school uses Chromebooks and we got her one for home. I’m a fan.
Watching her use technology is mind-boggling compared to what anyone older than 20 grew up with. At the moment she is doing homework on her Chromebook, saving everything to the school’s Google Drive, while she Facetime’s her friend to discuss.
And in the middle of that, she needed a definition of the word feign. So she yells out, “OK Google, F E I G N”. Because like an Android phone, “OK Google” starts a Google search on a Chromebook. Only it wasn’t working, she was getting odd results. So I asked her why she was spelling it, and she said “because I don’t know how to pronounce it”. So I told her. “OK Google, feign”.
Only she just had her top braces removed this afternoon and she has a new retainer. First day with a retainer messes with certain speech sounds. So she’s getting results for sane, fame, same, frame anything but feign. Finally she takes out her retainer and gets the right Google search. She yells out “I got it!” in triumph.
The whole thing is comical. Actually typing “feign” apparently never dawned on her. My daughter is video chatting, speaking to the cloud, getting answers from the cloud, all while listening to music in the cloud.
And this is homework.
February 14, 2015
Day one with our niece. So far so good. You forget how much constant attention a baby requires. But Journee is a happy baby, pretty easy.
Danielle feeding her tiny apple pieces…