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One of the things I like about hockey is that the goalies get to choose whatever graphics they want for their helmets. The rest of the uniform is fairly standard, so it’s fun to have something interesting.

What I’d like to see is that translate over to other sports.

Like baseball, for instance. Let the catchers have something other than monochrome. I realize baseball is a bit stodgier than hockey, so that may take a while.

In the meantime, maybe the NFL would let kickers paint their helmets.

Or maybe the NBA would let … nevermind. They probably don’t want anyone there to wear helmets. But they already embrace this spirit by letting the players customize their shoes.

What’s left as far as sports in America? They could let NASCAR drivers put whatever they want on their cars.

Sorry, I’m trying to stick to team sports. But no one else wears helmets for their sport. Only thing left is letting the soccer goalie wear a different shirt than the others.

I’m not a fan of the new digital keys.

I lost a set of house keys and needed to get replacements. So I went to the nearby big-box store and had them copied.

It turns out they have a new key-copying machine.

Digital keys!

Ooooh, fancy new machine. Instead of cutting the new key by tracing the old one, it scans the old key, digitizes the information, and then uses that information to cut the new key.

One of the benefits touted by the banner next to the machine is that you never need to worry about losing the keys because the machine can save your key’s information and they can cut a new key from the file and they don’t need the old key anymore after it is scanned.

My worry is that, since this is a national chain big-box store, the key file isn’t stored just on that one machine but on the company’s servers so that key machines at any of their stores can cut any stored key. And that means if hackers get into the server they get not only names and passwords but also house keys. Not a good idea if you ask me.

I don’t need to worry about that though, because the keys are poor quality so I’m not tempted to go there anyway. In fact, I specifically go to a local store that has an old-school analog key cutter. The digital key idea isn’t bad, but they didn’t give it enough bits. The keys they copied for me are the metal equivalent of a pixelated photo. Yes, you can tell what it is supposed to be, but it is noticeably different.

And it not just looks – the blocky digital key doesn’t work as well as a normal copy. A normal key just goes it and I can turn it and the door unlocks. The digital key goes in fine but it doesn’t turn unless I get it to the exact right depth. And that takes a few tries some times. It gets annoying, especially to some younger members of the family who have not yet learned patience.
“Can I open the door?”
“Sure, here’s the key.”
“Why’s it not working?!?!”

Any, be wary of the new digital keys. Progress isn’t necessarily better.

I finally got to read a book on vacation. And it was a long one so that was all I was able to have time for on vacation this year.

First and only book: “Impyrium” by Henry H. Neff.

It was good.

I could leave it at that, I suppose, but that’s not why you come here.

When I started it, I didn’t know if I would be able to get into it and make it all the way through. There’s a girl whose family has magic powers and they rule the kingdom and there are dragons and it all seemed so typical that I thought I’d lose interest. But I didn’t.

It was a lot of the standard middle-grade sci-fi/fantasy elements, just about all of them I think. But what I liked about it was what it didn’t have: no romance, no gore, no swearing. I’d recommend it for grades 6 and up.

Not that it was squeaky clean. There was one quasi-bad word that appeared two or three times. And of course there is violence – can’t be fighting bad guys without fighting – but like I said it’s not gory. And there is good magic and bad magic, for what that’s worth.

It was an engaging story, good characters, plot twists, and all that. Makes me want to go read book two, but I am not fluent in French. And that leads me to the main detraction to this book: the ending.

It does not have, as Rick Riordan says, a strong ending. That means it left a lot up in the air – the story felt incomplete at the end. It needs a book two, but alas, we English speakers do not get book two.

While I wait for book two, I just might read his Tapestry series.

The other detraction is that there is no pronunciation guide for the protagonist’s name: Faeregine. I had to watch the trailer for the book in order to get the pronunciation, but I didn’t do that until after I had finished the book, so I spent much of my time in the book trying to guess how it should sound. It’s “FAIR-uh-jeen” but with a completely soft J, so more like “FAIR-uh-zheen”. It’s hard to write an English pronunciation, since we don’t have a G sound that starts soft. Think of it as a French word and you’ll get it. Or just listen to the trailer yourself.

We were at an Independence Day concert. It wasn’t billed as such – it was to be just a normal concert of a gospel quartet. But it was on the 4th of July weekend so it turned into a celebration of America.

It was fine, but then they sang “Proud to be an American”. The song is fine, but it’s what the audience does with it that annoys me. We had been sitting comfortably throughout the concert. But as we approached the line “and I gladly stand up next to you” I knew that the audience would stand up at that line and peer pressure would compel me to stand.

Sure enough, right on cue at the word “up”, about a quarter of the audience (mostly the people near the front) stood up. The pressure of patriotism spread throughout the audience and eventually all the sections were standing for the remainder of the song. It’s not like the lyrics tell people to stand up, or any of the singers said to stand if we like America. There was no one standing and defending America at that point, so there was no one next to whom we could stand. But people stood anyway. Then the song was over and we all sat back down like we were doing before. I considered it a 7th-inning stretch.

At least the people who stood did it on purpose. That’s better than when there’s a performance of “America the Beautiful” some time before the national anthem at a sporting event and people just automatically stand because they don’t realize it’s not the national anthem.

But the best/worst part of the concert was yet to come.

After that song, there were more patriotic things, like the anthems for each branch of the military, and recognizing veterans in the audience, and so on. And then, since it was a gospel concert, they finished up with the Hallelujah Chorus to remind us that praise belongs to God and not our government or military.

I’m a fan of the Hallelujah Chorus, especially when it is performed as originally written. But I did not like the use of this song in this situation.

Why not?

Because people stand up for it.

We had just recently gotten back into our seats after standing for a Lee Greenwood lyric, and now the Hallelujah Chorus?

People didn’t want to stand, but it takes only a few people near the front, and then everyone else reluctantly gives in and stands.

It was annoying to have to stand back up, but the amusing part is the reason why.

Why do people stand for the Hallelujah Chorus?

Because the king of England did.

A long time ago.

My line of thinking went like this: we are celebrating Independence Day here, and America and stuff – our independence from England, so we wouldn’t be under their rule anymore, which means we don’t care what their monarchy does. So why are we honoring something the king did a long time ago, especially for an American celebration? Let’s exercise our independence from British rule and remain seated for the song.

I’m just glad it was something simple like standing. What if the king had sneezed during the performance of the Hallelujah Chorus? Or done a cartwheel? I’ll be glad when the standing tradition dies out, but since it’s been over 150 years and still going, I doubt I’ll ever see it end.

This post is a repeat – I’m phoning it in today because I’m getting ready to enjoy the holiday.

Happy Birthday

A M E R I C AA M E R I C AA M E R I C A!

Here are some thoughts I jotted down that aren’t quite sufficient for their own individual blog posts. If you’re the type of person who likes Twitter, pretend each of these are tweets.

• Rice is never good the second time around. It is one of the few things that do not make acceptable leftovers, like fresh breadsticks. My wife disagrees, because one can make fried rice out of it. But if you’re doing that much cooking then it’s not leftovers.
• Does anyone actually use those tiny plastic domes on the lids of soft drinks at restaurants? You know, the ones that say regular, diet, and other. And one more category. I know what they’re for, but I’ve never seen them used for their intended purpose. Usually it’s just a child who’s trying to annoy his sibling by pressing his (plastic lid) buttons.
• I’ve seen enough people spit into drinking fountains that I always let the water run for a couple seconds before I take a drink. An ounce of prevention…
• I don’t need Loctite to keep the bolts in place on my vehicles. After a short time on these Michigan roads there’s enough rust to prevent them from turning. They actually salt the roads year-round.
• What is the plural of “cyclops”? What would a cyclop be?

Gamma, having just read the school lunch flyer : When it says ‘reduced lunch’, do you get less food or just a lower price?

Gamma : Delta punched me…
Me : Delta!
Gamma : …last year sometime.

Delta : I’m mad! I need a 2-minute break.
Me : Ok, go ahead.
Delta : Good, I get to break things for 2 minutes.
Me : Oh no you don’t.

The Scene: We are in a hotel with a pool.
Child, having just read an older comic strip that didn’t make much sense to him : What’s a bikini?
Me : A girl’s swimsuit.
Some Wife, remembering an earlier trip in an elevator when a family with girls was headed to the pool and certain boys didn’t know how to conduct themselves: And what do you do if you see a girl in a swimsuit? Do you laugh? Or stare? Or point?
Other Child : No, you run away screaming.
All Children : AAAAAAAAAHHH!

And of course they were waving their hands over their heads and pretending to run.

Delta, stomping very madly across the floor
Me : What’s the matter?
Delta: He looked at me while I was going potty.
Gamma: The door was open, I didn’t know.
Me : Shut the door then.
Delta: But I want it open!
Me : Well then, don’t get mad if people look in.