TigerBlog called his brother yesterday, and when he answered, he said quickly "in the supermarket; I'll have to call you back."
This begs the question of why BrotherBlog answered in the first place. If he couldn't speak, why not just call TB back when he could.
In the end, that's what happened anyway. So what does it say about contemporary society when you answer the phone to say that you can't talk?
Also, do you leave voicemails? Or do you simply hang up, since the person can see that they have a missed call from you?
Way back in prehistoric times, before cell phones and even answering machines, the person you called couldn't know that you had, so you could call them back a hundred times until they answered.
Speaking of BrotherBlog, he also texted TB a picture of the two of them from when they were kids and asked him to guess the year. TB was off by one, but it was still an early 1970s classic. That was back before you could take 100 pictures on your phone and keep the two you wanted.
In other weekend news, TB was reading the "Green Alert Blog" and saw that his good friend Bruce Wood had mentioned something about an episode of "The Adventures Of Superman." It was a TV show that ran in the 1950s and that both TB and Bruce saw in syndication as kids.
Bruce told TB a story about time he met one of the two actresses who played Lois Lane and acted out a scene with her. TB countered with the fact that he's never been as scared by anything he saw on TV or in the movies as he was by the two-part episode of "The Adventures of Superman" where the little creatures came out of the world's deepest oil well.
It's been just short of exactly 10 years since TB wrote this here:
For sheer scared-out-of-your-mind fictional terror, though, nothing TB
has ever seen compares to the episode of the old TV show "Superman" when
the Mole Men came out of the giant oil well.The basic premise was that the world's deepest oil well is drilled in a small town, and
Clark Kent and Lois Lane head off to check it out for the Daily Planet.
What nobody realizes is that the well was dug so deep that it entered
the home of the mole men, who are short and hairy with giant heads. Anyway,
the mole men come up through the hole into the town, where they
terrorize the locals (inadvertently). Eventually, Superman saves the day
for everyone, but not before one of the mole men is shot, the rest of
the mole men break out their special weapon to get revenge and
ultimately the well is destroyed by the mole men after they return to
their hole.After the first time TB saw it, he got in trouble
because he told his friend Anthony Morelli from down the block that the
mole men were going to come out in his backyard that night, and Anthony
never got to sleep. Even this very day, TB got the chills a bit from
seeing a picture of the mole men after a quick search.
TB stands by that. And he's even seen "Silence of the Lambs" and when Jason came out of the lake in Friday the 13th.
Bruce's blog covers Dartmouth football, of which there will be none this fall. Like TB, he needs to come up with a constant stream of content, and he's done a very good job of it to date.
TigerBlog salutes everyone who has come up with good content since the pandemic began.
For TB, he's been thinking about some things he can come up with during these difficult times. He's come up with one idea that he thinks might be good.
Beginning this week, TB will, once a week, write a blog about an event that occurred before this blog existed. He's write it as if it was the day after that particular game.
He'll also write it as if he had been there, whether he had or not. At least he thinks he will. He'll have to see how that part goes.
In the meantime, he'll be writing about games he was at, or games he wishes he'd been at, even if they predated not only the blog but also his own birth.
If nothing else, it should be fun. He's also inviting any reader who wants to write about a game he or she was at to do so, and he'll run those as well. If you want to do that, you don't have to write it as TB, and in fact he'd prefer first-person accounts, as opposed to what would be considered a game story.
Yeah. This will be fun.
He'll start this week. He's not sure yet which game it will be, but he'll come up with one. And then another one next week.
He can't guarantee they'll be on the same day of the week each week. But there will be one per week going forward, at least until he sees if it's working and if it's being well-received.
Hmmmm.
Where to start?
Ah yes. He has it.
1 comment:
TB, a couple years ago, you were gracious enough to respond to my suggestion that you list several categories of Princeton athletic events: greatest wins, biggest comebacks, worst losses, et cetera.
Might I offer an idea which sounds similar, but may yield a different answer from you:
What Princeton events have made you happiest? The single best column you've ever written described your emotions when you entered into the statistics software the first ground ball your daughter picked up in a Princeton uniform. The ability of your prose to weave a sporting moment with a parent's joy and pride was on full display. Which other events have made you happiest? It might be a repeat of your answer to "greatest wins," but I suspect not.
And if that resonates with you, how about List 2. What events have made you angriest or saddest? If that works for you, then proceed to List 3. What events have been most thought-provoking? Not just an emotional experience, but a cerebral one.
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