Bike Journal 4/22/12

Written By: Ted - Apr• 23•12

Here are some pics of Sunday’s ride with Paul and his friends. It was a pretty warm day (90 degrees), but it’s always great to get out in the open air and ride. The ride was the same one we rode last week. That is to say, we went out to Big Break Regional Park and then out to Brentwood and back for a 23 mile jaunt. The ride is on the flat, which allows for some good sections for sprinting. But it’s also a trail/bike path, so sharing the road with pedestrians can make things go a bit slow (which is okay). But I felt pretty great at the end of the ride…

Anyway, here are some pics for your eyeballs.

Bike Journal 4/15/12

Written By: Ted - Apr• 22•12

Tat it up, and hang loose!

 

The tape on my handle bars is RED not Pink!

Last weekend, Paul (my friend since high school) and I had a really great bike ride from Oakley to Brentwood and then out to Big Break Regional Park.  We’re going to ride the same route again today with a couple of his friends.  These pics are from last week, and I’ll post some newer pics at the end of the ride today.

The ride is 23 miles total and is almost entirely flat and on a bike/pedestrian path.  It’s pretty scenic by the river (where Big Break is) and if I’m better at taking pics, I’ll see if I can capture how beautiful it is on that ride.

Why Guilty Pleasure?

Written By: Ted - Apr• 15•12

I’m trying out this new Spotify plug-in that allows blogger to feature music legally on their blogs (remember, when I used to have music you could download?)

Anyway, I thought I would test this feature out by briefly writing about the concept of the “guilty pleasure.” Last Easter, I was sitting around with my family and we were asking each about guilty pleasures when it comes to songs. My uncle said that Drake’s “Take Care” was his guilty pleasure. I thought about it, and said “You have nothing to feel guilty about. It’s a great song!” And yes, it’s incredibly popular right now, but there’s no denying that “Take Care” is atypical in today’s pop terrain because of the mood Drake and Rihanna create on the song. That back and forth between the two on vocals and the ethereal quality of the music is a nice counterpoint to the bombast of the current style of pop music.

The Milk Vacation

Written By: Ted - Apr• 09•12

Divorce can devastate a family…I think we’ve heard that nugget of “no doi” wisdom before — but it’s accurate.  When my parents divorced in the early/mid ’70s, and my mom remarried, our family went from solidly middle class to barely scraping by.  Like Julie (who wrote in her post), we ate a lot of puffed rice cereal, Top Ramen, home canned fruits, home baked bread made from grinding our own wheat, growing vegetables in a garden and, yes, drinking powered milk.

Grossness in a Glass. Oh, and this kid is NOT drinking powered milk.

At the time, I could live with (and even like) the other food stuff — after all, it was the ’70s where a kind of DIY environment pervaded.  But milk is something that most kids really love – and if you’re like me, really craves.  Well, before the divorce, we had plenty of milk.  In fact, we used to get it delivered in those glass bottles by a real milkman.  But as the late ’60s gave way to the early ’70s, I believe milkmen were displaced by the cheapness of buying milk from Safeway.

Milk Truck circa 1968

By 1977, those golden days of milk, milk, milk, were replaced with powered milk.  The stuff was awful.  It never tasted like milk, no matter how much powder you put in, and the only way to really mask its sour taste was a pile spoonfuls of sugar over your puffed rice and choke down your breakfast as fast as you could.

Our car was white...

And then one day, we got a vacation.  Not a vacation from milk, but a vacation to milk — real milk.  We went to Wisconsin (milk heaven)  to visit my step dad’s family, and instead of flying (too expensive) we drove in our Plymouth Volare — with a pop up camper in tow — across the country camping along the way at various KOAs, state parks and the like.  It was so much fun.  At night we set up our pop up, made a fire, ate, told stories and generally enjoyed the great outdoors.  And yes, the powered milk came with us.  But I was having such an amazing time that I didn’t mind having to pour that hideous bluish white liquid over my cereal in the morning.   When we finally got to Wisconsin, it was great to finally meet my step dad’s family.  They were a friendly bunch who welcomed us with a lot of warmth.  But what made me take notice of their comforts was the abundance of milk.  I’m talking gallons of whole milk that my grandmother bought at the grocery store.  We got to drink as much as we wanted, and she never complained about having to buy more (or at least I never heard any complaints).  They also had a basement where there was a pool table and (get this) a refrigerator with more milk!  Yep, my grandmother went into hyper-hospitality mode with the milk. She bought five gallons at a time (storing most of it in the downstairs fridge).  My mom offered to help pay for the amount we were drinking, but my grandmother waved away her request by saying, “Oh, kids need milk.”  And boy did I!  I drank milk for breakfast, lunch, snack and dinner.  I couldn’t get enough of it.  At one point, I surmised that my step dad’s parent were incredibly wealthy if they could afford all that milk.  Little did I know that they lived middle class lives that had money in the budget for real milk.  Of course this being Wisconsin, you couldn’t drink anything but real milk — but how was I to know?

I suppose one could say that those years of living without abundance was a character building exercise.  And maybe it was because to this day I don’t ever take for granted that I’m able to drink real milk — and hope to the holy cow that I never have to drink that crappy powered milk again.

Nom Nom…”The Hunger Games”…Nom Nom Nom

Written By: Ted - Mar• 24•12

In the four years since Suzanne Collins’ novel came out, The Hunger Games, and it’s subsequent books in the trilogy, have almost single-handedly saved the brick and mortar stores like Barnes and Noble from extinction.  Whether that’s a good or bad thing, I’ll leave that to you to decide. But there’s no denying that Collins has tapped into the same market that made the Twilight series so popular with teenage girls.  However, The Hunger Games avoids the trap of Twilight by wisely not spotlighting a heroine whose most notable character trait is being depressed that her boyfriend is somewhat unreachable.  Turning the “girl mooning over guy” storyline on its head, Collins has created a protagonist who is part Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Ree Dolly — Jennifer Lawrence’s character in Winter’s Bone. What I mean is that the lead character, Katniss Everdeen (as played by Jennifer Lawrence), is the kind of girl who’s strong, resourceful, mostly fearless, knows her way around a bow and arrow, but is strongly devoted to her family –which makes guys moon over her.

The film (like the book) is set in a future where a country in North America has been separated into 12 districts after a long war.  In order to “keep the colonies in line,” the epicenter of power of this country (known as Panem), requires each district to send two children between the ages of 12-18 to The Capitol for the annual Hunger Games spectacle.  These games are what you get from a society who take reality TV far beyond what we have today — but use it for much of the same ends.

Just as reality TV appeals to the Freudian Id, the powers that be in Panem know that people need the spectacle of violence and competition for similar reasons.  But they up the stakes by making  the kids from these districts fight each other to the death on live TV.  But before the games begin, the kids have to go through a process whereby they are chosen at random, shipped off to The Capitol, and trained for two weeks in the art of survival and killing another human — all for the pleasure of the upper classes, and to remind the lower classes the violence that awaits if they try and rebel against this oppressive system.

The film does a good job showing the grotesque opulence of The Capitol with the extreme poverty of District 12  – where Katniss comes from.  But the depiction of each society is not so cartoonish as to only see “white hat and black hats” in this narrative. Rather, it’s clear there are many in The Capitol who would like to see the Hunger Games end, but are pained and powerless to stop it.  Case in point are Haymitch Abernathy (played by Woody Herrelson), and Cinna (Lenny Kravitz) who would clearly like to see the system change, and see a potential agent of that change in Katniss.  Both Haymitch and Cinna are assigned to Katniss (and her fellow District 12 resident, Peeta) to groom them for the game.  Through the process of getting Katniss and Peeta ready to battle others in an arena, we see this “sport” (like most sports) are about catharsis, gambling, a celebration of excess, and an event to alleviate the boredom of the wealthy. The goal of the game is simple:  the last person alive wins.  But to get to that point the game masters and the sponsors can alter the rules, assist the “tributes,” (i.e., the kids in the game)  and handicap them to make the game more exciting when the tributes aren’t achieving the desired effect for the society at large.

As I was watching the film, it reminded me a of conflation of TV shows and movies that have a similar narrative — albiet without the “death on live TV” element.  In other words, The Hunger Games is structurally what you get when you combine the controlled environment of The Truman Show, the gamesmanship of Survivor, and the “I wanna be a celebrity” of American Idol.   I’m sure Collins –who contributed to the screenplay — is trying to highlight the way in which societies create spectacles to either mask the harshness of war (as we have in the U.S. since 2001), or, in the case of the book and the film, the way governments and a willing media maintain power over a population with fear and violence.

After all the hype and anticipation surrounding the film, did it live up to what it promised?  The short answer is yes.  The longer answer is that since I hadn’t read the book, nor knew of the plot, I went in without any preconceptions — wanting only to experience the film on its own merits.  What I came away with was an action-packed film  with sympathetic characters who had more depth than characters in this genre usually do.  Jennifer Lawrence had a tough role to bring to life.  Her portrayal of Katniss had to be strong, yet not so strong that masked any kind of human emotion someone in that situation would exhibit.  Lawrence was able to achieve that balance and show that despite all the temptations that were thrown at Katniss (i.e., good food, celebrity, elaborate accommodations) she held on to what she knew to be important:  surviving so she could one day reunite with her family and provide the kind of emotional support they needed.

So if you’re in the mood for a thoughtful action film, The Hunger Games will satisfy your craving.