Annoying Experience at Starbucks on Archer Road

I just got off from work and am sitting in the Archer Road Starbucks, which claims to be always open until midnight.  But tonight, my experience there is a little less than desirable. For one, they have all of their stock in ugly stacks of boxes right in the middle of the store, spoiling the ambiance from the get-go when I walked into the joint.  Second, the only available seat puts me in a back corner.  Right across from me are two very, very loud Spanish-speaking men who apparently think that talking so loud that everyone in the room can hear them plainly is a sign of manhood.  Then there is the bathroom.  I started back there, but a female employee raced past me and went inside to clean it.  Everything here just seems a little out of sorts.  Annoying.  Irritating.

The University of Florida graduation ceremony is tomorrow for most of the colleges.  After that, the student population should thin out a bit.  Perhaps, just perhaps, I may find myself with better seating choices here than tonight.  Assuming, or course, that the worker who told me this Starbucks is ALWAYS open late was truthful. But even so, I may just need to carry some really heavy duty earplugs to muffle the unwelcome sound of these blabbermouths if they return and decide to bestow their decibels on everyone else...

The New Look Sprout Late Night

It's been a while since I checked in on my "last resort" channel on late night television: Sprout.  And it isn't because of the wonderful selection of programming available at that time to choose from, either.  Actually, TV pretty much sucks like crazy when I plop down in my living room recliner after a hard day of work, expecting SOMETHING interesting on the air.  Sometimes, as has been the case lately, there is interesting sports programming (like the current NBA playoffs).  A good movie may be showing as well.  I also like to watch South Park, although truth be told, I can get my fill of that series from my computer.  Other than that, though, late night television is a vast wasteland of mediocrity.  So why haven't I been turning to Sprout all this time?  Simply because I am usually so tired around midnight that I pass out unconscious in my chair. So back to Sprout...

Sprout, as I reported in this article a while back, is a cable channel put out by Public Broadcasting that is targeted at little children and features cartoons like Kipper (my favorite), Berenstain Bears, and Thomas the Tank Engine.  I had come to enjoy watching Nina (a young lady) and Star (a stuffed talking star puppet resembling a pillow) between the cartoons with their cute, sweet, and gentle banter.  The other night I tuned in to Sprout to see more of the same.  But wait, Star had changed his appearance.  And although Nina was the same, the way their segment was filmed was very different, and more to my liking.  So, no, I don't like the new Star, but I do like the overall new presentation.  And given the poor quality of television, it looks as if I'm going to be seeing more of Nina and Star...

Obama's Bin Laden Ads Appropriate

Recently the Obama reelection campaign has come under criticism for citing the President's successful effort to assassinate Osama bin Laden, the terrorist leader who authorized the 9/11 attacks that killed nearly 3,000 Americans, in recent ads.  I can understand why the Republicans would oppose this: it was a crowning achievement of his administration and demonstrated how, as commander-in-chief, he was performing his proper duty to protect the country from terrorism.  You can be sure that the GOP will paint Obama as being soft on national defense and terrorism, and I predict an avalanche of lies coming out in THEIR ads about him in the upcoming months.  So what's wrong with Obama bringing up the truth about something very pertinent to his performance as President? Already, the opposition is describing President Obama's role in the mission as being essentially passive, while in reality he was intricately involved in the planning and decision making. The mission itself was fraught with all sorts of potential traps and disasters, and its successful outcome was anything but "slam dunk". Ironically, Mitt Romney, who as with just about every other issue, has flip-flopped his position on the bin Laden raid (he used to be opposed to it, now is in favor), has contributed to the perception that the presidency is just a passive element in the undertakings of the military by flippantly stating that had the opportunity come up while he was President, he would have given it approval, too.  What, with a casual wave of the hand? Talk about passive disengagement from your job!

It is obviously the Republican Party's strategy to divide Barack Obama's decisions and record as President into two categories.  The controversial decisions are O.K. to bring up in campaign ads, but those actions on the part of the President that unified the nation are apparently verboten and almost sacrilegious, somehow.  Don't people like Arianna Huffington, who has criticized the Obama campaign recently for these ads, see that they are playing into the strategy of people who would be doing the very same thing were their "guy" sitting in the Oval Office?!

Hot Weather Rekindles My Swimming Enthusiasm

I'm sitting here watching my TV, looking at channel #106, which is my local weather station (not The Weather Channel, of dubious worth much of the time) and viewing my local forecast for the upcoming week, featuring temperatures surging into the 90's and no rain.  And that old yearning to go swimming has started to come back over me.

Last year I was working on improving my swimming form with the backstroke, crawl, and breaststroke.  I was especially motivated with the latter two. as I found that I had the unfortunate tendency to quickly build up an oxygen debt due in inefficient breathing techniques.  So, I have decided to concentrate on bettering my form with these strokes and not push the idea of accumulating laps, like I have done in the past.

I wonder what would be the best time to try to get out to my nearby YMCA pool...there's that annoying water aerobics class at 9 AM, and when the public schools let out in a few weeks I probably won't enjoy going out there in the late mornings.  Afternoon/early evening is out of the question, since I have a job to go to at that time.  I suppose I could go out there around 8-9 AM, but I like to use that time to study at one of my favorite local coffee hangouts.  H-m-m, only one solution I see to getting out to that pool...

I need to get out there when it opens around 6 AM.  I live close enough to the YMCA (one mile away) to quickly go there, practice swimming for about a half hour, and then return home in time to engage in my routine of early morning family interaction and transportation.  But getting up that early, well, that's going to be quite a challenge for me...

My April Running Goals Attained

The month of April saw me once again attain the cumulative 100-mile mark in my running, with the total being 108.04 miles.  The longest run I did was 10 miles on April 9. I ran on 27 out of April's 30 days.  Since I had been undergoing all sorts of medical exams and doctor visits this month (another one today, groan), I wondered how all that would affect my running.  The answer?  Not at all!

I plan to continue with my 100 mile per month goal.  I'd also like to run in some races, although my intention isn't to beat anyone or improve on my time: I just like to make running a more social event every now and then.  But alas, the races are becoming few and far between as we enter mid-spring and head for probably another scorching summer.  Well, I'll keep checking up on any races that might be offered...

Kyle's Flawed Argument to Goth Kid

Dan Quayle, while he was serving as vice-president under George "Poppy" Bush, once made a fool of himself.  Uh, let me narrow that down to the particular time (among many) he made a fool of himself that I am interested in.  There was a TV series on at the time called Murphy Brown, starring Candice Bergen.  The lead character had discovered she was pregnant and decided to have the baby instead of aborting it.  Great for the pro-lifers, right?  Well, not for Mr. Quayle, who publicly criticized a FICTIONAL character for her out-of-wedlock pregnancy. Suddenly millions of Americans felt a wave of stark terror envelop them when they realized that this dude was only a heartbeat away from the presidency!  Why do I mention this now?  Only to reassure you dear readers that, although I may be about to commit a similar act of foolhardiness, I am in fact several steps lower than Dan Quayle was in the line of succession to be president of the good old USA.  So here goes...

The cartoon series South Park is something that sharply divides the population: either you love it or hate it.  I happen to be in the former category, although some episodes (and parts of episodes) were/are really seriously off-base.  Well, that's satire, I suppose.  Still, I have to take issue with an assumption expressed in the episode titled Raisins by Kyle, one of the main characters who often is the mouthpiece in the series for rational arguments.

In Raisins, Kyle is trying to convince his friend Stan, who is down in the dumps over his girlfriend dumping him for another boy, to leave the overly pessimistic Goth kids clique and get back to his normal life.  One of the Goth kids tells Kyle how painful life is, which angers Kyle.  He retorts to the Goth kid (and I'm paraphrasing) that he doesn't know what pain is and why doesn't he try living in a third world country to find out.  The Goth kid comes back with a silly reply, and the impression is left that Kyle's premise of misery and pain being somehow justifiable in poor countries (and conversely UNjustifiable in the prosperous West) is simple, factual common sense truth.  I say bull!

Whether one is talking about foreign missionaries, Peace Corps volunteers, Madonna/Angelina, or other do-gooders who presume that people in poorer nations are in the throes of misery (and inferiority), the fact remains that happiness (and unhappiness) is relative to the context that the person is living in.  How would one of you "Westerners" like it if there suddenly was revealed to be a society somewhere that was much more technologically advanced than us?  And that the people in that society came to dominate the international media and decided on their own that we were miserable in our relatively less prosperous lives and that they needed to send people over to our lands to make us more like them?  Well, that's how some of us regard and treat those "third-worlders", with the same condescension (and possible prejudice).  Sure, help people in need, especially if they request it.  But don't assume that because of their circumstances they deserve to be less happy than us.

Conversely, being in Western society can raise up all sorts of factors contributing to emotional turmoil.  Ever heard of the "rat race"?  Well, it just keeps getting worse, folks.  And we want to spread THAT to the rest of the world ???!!!

2012 NBA Playoffs Start Toady

Today, the National Basketball Association playoffs begin and every series looks to be competitive and interesting, even those pairing up the disparate #1 and #8 seeds.  It’s sad that everyone acts as if they are somehow entitled to play for and win the NBA championship, which is actually a very high honor.  Not to attain it and whine about it is tantamount to poor sportsmanship, in my opinion.  Still, you keep hearing about all these players in mid- or late-career supposedly concerned that they won’t win one.  Boo, hoo…

As I did for the “Sweet Sixteen” college teams during the NCAA Division One championship tournament, I am taking the NBA’s “sweet sixteen” and ranking them by how I like them.  This time, though, I believe that the seeding is more accurately reflective of each team’s prospects for advancing.  So instead, following each personal preference entry I will include that team’s seeding within their conference, followed by that conference (e for East, w for West).  Here goes…

1-San Antonio Spurs  [1w] 

2-Dallas Mavericks [7w] 

3-Boston Celtics [4e] 

4-Chicago Bulls [1e] 

5-Miami Heat [2e] 

6-Orlando Magic [6e] 

7-Los Angeles Clippers [5w] 

8-Atlanta Hawks [5e] 

9-New York Knicks [7e] 

10-Denver Nuggets [6w] 

11-Utah Jazz [7w] 

12-Memphis Grizzlies [4w] 

13-Philadelphia 76ers [8e] 

14-Indiana Pacers [3e] 

15-Oklahoma City Thunder [2w] 

16 Los Angeles Lakers [3w]

Now just because I have a team relatively lower in my preference list (eg Indiana), that doesn’t mean that I dislike it.  I just happen to like others more.  The only exceptions are Oklahoma City and the Lakers (especially the Lakers)…

Friendly Attack By Large Dog

A few days ago, I was running a couple of laps in my neighborhood.  On the first "backstretch" headed back toward my house I detected movement from the left out of the corner of my eye.  Very soon, no peripheral vision was needed as a very, very large, brown dog came charging across a lawn and out into the street, making a beeline to where I was heading.  When we met, it jumped up on me.  Since I wasn't being torn to shreds by a hostile dog, I took this as a sign of friendship on the part of this "beast" and rolled with the experience, sweet-talking it with language and a gentle tone I have long used on my own dogs.  And I did this while still running, of course. My new gargantuan companion decided to go on a short jog with me as well.  When I finally was ready to go back into my house, my pal was waiting and ready to go inside his new "home".  I held his collar and, after giving him a big hug (he really was quite affectionate), found the owner's address and phone number on a tag hanging from it: the dog had escaped his kennel in his yard and had already gone way down the road from his proper home.  The owner, obviously flustered at this probably-repeat canine Houdini act, drove by, thanked me, and took old Jake into her car.

Jake reminded me of another dog with his sociability: T-Bone from back in my childhood.  But T-Bone was relatively small and didn't practically knock people down by jumping on them or scare them by charging at them.

Other people besides me are using the road to walk dogs (properly on leashes), walk with babies in strollers, or just walk/jog for exercise or basic transportation.  They don't need inconsiderate dog owners who are careless about letting their dogs run loose.  Especially when they are humungous, regardless of their ultimately friendly nature. Still, Jake was quite a friend to me that day: I wonder whether he'll remember me should he get loose again.  What am I saying...OF COURSE he's gonna get loose again!

Early to Rise, Late to Rest

I probably am not the most efficient person in the world pertaining to personal time management, but the fact remains that of late I have been experiencing "full" days, rising around six in the morning and getting home from work around 11:30 in the night.  In between is a host of activities and routines, some externally imposed like work and doctor/dentist appointments (too many of these lately) and some internally imposed like writing, running, and foreign language study.  And I do have a family with which I want to stayed engaged and spend time together.  The result is a full life with me passing out tired at the end of the day, often without accomplishing some of the things I had set out to do.  One of these things is writing a daily blog article.

Not that very many people read this blog, but as I have said before, writing it is a good discipline with which I have been (more or less) successful for the last five years.  And I see no particular reason why I shouldn't make it a lifelong discipline as well...

So maybe you'll see some patches when I miss a day or two in a row.  Still, there are more than 1,700 articles in this blog and they cover a wide range of subject matter.  If you are looking for something in particular, just use the convenient search engine (next to the "B" for Blogger insignia) in the top left corner: it references just this blog's material...

Suns Eliminated, NBA Playoffs Around Corner

The Phoenix Suns, which for years has been my favorite team in the National Basketball Association due to their fantastic guard Steve Nash, found themselves eliminated from the playoffs after falling to Utah 100-88.  The game was closer and tougher than the final score, but a loss is a loss and the Suns simply didn't have enough to compensate for what, quite frankly, amounts to a long-term decline in this franchise's talent.  I don't understand how an organization like Phoenix, which once had an outstanding coach and an all-star cast of starters, would allow themselves to fall back so badly, leaving them relying on basically two players: their "franchise" star Steve Nash and Grant Hill.  And Hill has been injured for the last part of the season, leaving the team at an almost unforgivable disadvantage to other teams.  It reminds me of what happened to the Miami Dolphins in football over the past fifteen years.  Only...

I grew up in the Miami area and followed the Dolphins since 1968.  I will always be a fan of theirs, win or lose.  But I have no personal connection with the city of Phoenix, or the state of Arizona for that matter.  In fact, with the recent reactionary, hateful politics dominating that state in the last few years, I am inclined to root against them for that reason alone.  The only reason I pull for them to win anymore is Nash's presence on the team.  And if he ever leaves for another team (or retires), they can forget it, as far as I am concerned.

The playoffs are right around the corner, and I am excited at the upcoming action.  I see great potential for upsets this year, as well as long, protracted seven-game series...

Grueling Seasons, Cherished Memories

I just dropped off my daughter, a junior in high school (and a terrific, talented actor), for a post-production cast party at the home of her drama teacher.  The production was an ambitious musical adaptation of the Cinderella fairy tale, complete with a Rodgers and Hammerstein score.  There were nine grueling performances, and the cast I'm sure is relieved to be over and done with it (although in retrospect they'll most likely cherish the memories).  So their "season" of auditioning, memorizing lines, learning songs and choreography, rehearsing, performing, and (now) celebrating this play is almost over.  I, too, experienced memories of an old bygone (and grueling) personal season of sorts when I drove through the party site's neighborhood: I hadn't been there since I had trained for and run my first marathon in late 2010 and early 2011.

For several weeks back then, I was building up my running distance by devising new extensions to my already-established course.  I did this largely by running in different subdivisions further and further west from my home (which was the start/end point).  In the end, during the longest runs comprising 15+ miles, I entered this relatively distant neighborhood, comprised of large, older homes well spaced apart on sloping, winding roads and interspersed with pretty woods.  Although I was usually tired by the time I reached this area on those runs, I always looked forward to running through the beautiful surroundings.  I also remember what I was always playing on my MP3 as I ran: a shuffle of Radiohead songs spanning all of their studio albums (along with some "extras"). To this day, when I hear one of those songs, it often takes me back to that era (and area)...

I think that sometimes we may conclude that a worthy, fulfilling experience is closed off from us ever repeating due to some adverse circumstances that come along and trip us up (what I call the "obdurate future" with recognition to Stephen King).  My super-long training runs back then, topped off by that 26.6-mile run on 1/15/11 (and passing through that aforementioned neighborhood), were largely physically unpleasant but satisfying to me on a deep, personal level.  But even should I decide not to repeat the goal of training for marathons in the future, outside circumstances or not, I can still run (or even just walk) through that subdivision and experience its beauty through the simple expedient of parking in either a nearby shopping center or church parking lot and using that as a closer starting point for my running (or walking)...

But of course, part of the whole experience was my outrageous goal of running a marathon at age 54 and those long, long sessions on the road. Who knows what the future may bring: there may be other kinds of similar "marathon"-caliber endeavors on the horizon for me, although they'll probably have absolutely nothing to do with running!

Bad Book, Good Book

I made a very inexpensive mistake the other day...or was it really a mistake?  I went to a local bookstore (the Gainesville Book Company) that is only open every two weeks but sells used books at a large discount.  For $2.25, I picked up paperback novels by Patricia Cornwell, David Balducci, and ... Harold Robbins.  That last name intrigued me because of the reference that Star Trek characters Kirk and Spock made to him in their fourth movie The Voyage Home, Robbins described in retrospect as being one of the "masters".  Although I had never read anything of his before, I knew that he had a profane, raunchy style of writing.  Well, the book I read, Never Enough, was plenty of both.  Unfortunately, the story was also incredibly disjointed, spread out over decades and stopping here and there to cover various events along the way.  About a third of the way through, I threw up my hands in frustration and switched to another of my purchases.  Then I discovered that, although Harold Robbins was listed as Never Enough's author, no, actually the book was written by an unknown author after Robbins' death, albeit imitating his style.  So in truth, I still have yet to read anything by Harold Robbins (not that I am particularly interested in doing so anymore).

The next book I picked up (and now reading) was Patricia Cornwell's crime mystery Trace.  It features the return of crime sleuth Doctor Kay Scarpetta as a medical examiner. Cornwell's writing is a pleasure to follow, especially after the unpleasant experience with the Robbins imposter.  By the way, this is my first Patricia Cornwell book...

Friends of the Library Book Sale Returns

My local newspaper The Gainesville Sun has a good article about the upcoming semiannual Friends of the Library book sale, to take place this Saturday through next Wednesday.  The books and media are used and dirt cheap, attracting hordes of hoarders (with their cardboard boxes) from all over the region.  It has gotten to be quite a tradition for me, not that I usually purchase very much here.  But it does paint a stark contrast with how the publishing industry has been headed in recent years.

When I walk into the huge Jacksonville Town Center Barnes and Noble bookstore, I am struck by how the sales section for their electronic Nook reader has taken over a large section of the store's center, appearing to be eating away at the surrounding hard copy paper book displays.  The push is definitely on for customers to abandon paper in favor of readers like Nook or Kindle.  At the same time, there seems to be an increasing popular fervor over old cheap used books, which still completely undersell the electronic downloads.  Besides, there are myriad out-of-print old books still under copyright but which are unavailable electronically.  Some of these can be bought over the Internet, and many are quite cheap.  But nothing beats these used book sales, except...

The library still stands out as the great bargain location for books and media.  Unless you have some kind of obsession about possessing and accumulating books, simply checking them out will usually do quite nicely.  And now you can also download books from the library free of charge electronically, either on your reading device or on your computer.  Good deal, I say...

Still, I will most probably return to the Friends book sale and try to find some remote parking spot, after which I will jostle with the crowds and look for books that are put out for sale without any regard whatsoever for alphabetical order.  And then, of course, after I'm done browsing and am ready to check out, the line shouldn't be too hard to find: sometimes it is so long that it snakes through and around the warehouse-size sales floor!

Crummy Campaign Makes Me Want to Skip TV News

I may have to just skip watching the news on TV altogether until after Election Day this November.  It is so, so tedious listening to candidates, their hired spin doctors, and the hack media “pundits” laying out the political manure thicker and ever thicker, until the stench is unbearable.  So until it’s over, I say goodbye to CNN, HLN, FoxNews, MSNBC, and the “old three” ABC-CBS-NBC.  Besides, I can get my news easily from the newspaper and the Internet.  After all, it’s going to be bad enough having to put up with the increasingly nasty mudslinging political ads for the next six and a half months…

There, that felt better just writing it out!

P.S. I still think that Newt Gingrich would have made a better Republican nominee than Mitt Romney.  For one, nobody, regardless of how conservative or liberal their political sentiments are, has the faintest clue as to what Mitt Romney would do were he elected as president (except possibly Mitt Romney, but then I’m not even sure about that).  With Gingrich, though, you can get a pretty good idea about his agenda.  Plus, Newt has some charisma going for him, something totally absent in the presumptive nominee.  And speaking of Gingrich, the landing of the space shuttle Discovery, riding piggyback on a large aircraft, at Washington D.C. earlier today reminded me how much the former Speaker of the House supported our space exploration efforts.  Neither Obama nor Romney seems to have the slightest interest or vision for the space program, sorry to say…

List Madness: I Rank the James Bond Movies

Before any arguments ensue, let me take a page from the late Richard Milhaus Nixon's repertoire and "make one thing perfectly clear": this rankings list is solely based on my relative enjoyment of the James Bond movies.  For example, I have heard good things about On Her Majesty's Secret Service with its one-time Bond portrayer George Lazenby, but I personally thought this Bond was completely off-character.  And some others have blasted the two movies featuring Timothy Dalton as Bond, especially License to Kill.  But once again I'm going by my own preferences and I thought Dalton was a great James Bond.  To each his own, I suppose.  Anyway, here is my list.  Following each movie title (and year) I have the actor playing James Bond in abbreviations: Sean Connery [SC], George Lazenby [GL], Roger Moore [RM], Timothy Dalton [TD], Pierce Brosnan [PB], and Daniel Craig [DC].

1-Goldeneye, 1995 [PB]
2-Casino Royale, 2006 [DC]
3-You Only Live Twice, 1967 [SC]
4-License to Kill, 1989 [TD]
5-Doctor No, 1962 [SC]
6-For Your Eyes Only, 1981 [RM]
7-Thunderball, 1965 [SC]
8-Die Another Day, 2002 [PB]
9-Diamonds Are Forever, 1971 [SC]
10-Goldfinger, 1964 [SC]
11-The Living Daylights, 1987 [TD]
12-The Spy Who Loved Me, 1977 [RM]
13-From Russia With Love, 1963 [SC]
14-Live and Let Die, 1973 [RM]
15-Moonraker, 1979 [RM]
16-Octopussy, 1983 [RM]
17-Tomorrow Never Dies, 1997 [PB]
18-A View to a Kill, 1985 [RM]
19-The Quantum of Solace, 2008 [DC]
20-The World is Not Enough, 1999 [PB]
21-The Man With the Golden Gun, 1974 [RM]
22-On Her Majesty's Secret Service, 1969 [GL]
23-Never Say Never Again, 1983 [SC]

I understand a new Daniel Craig Bond movie is coming out this year.  Let's hope that it returns to the level of Casino Royale...

Yanks Home Game on ESPN Now

Ah, yes, this is the way it should be... I'm sitting back in my recliner right now on my day off, enjoying a home New York Yankees game on ESPN HD.  And to top it off, it's the bottom of the fourth inning and the Yanks are beating their overrated opponent, the Los Angeles Angels, 5-1.  It's getting to be a spring ritual for me, each year getting to know the "new" Yankee lineup.  Of course, there are the old stalwarts like Swisher, Jeter, Rodriguez, and Rivera.  But there are also new faces as well.  Well, I guess I'll just sit back now and enjoy the action (and the long, long stretches of accompanying inaction)...

NBA Musings

In spite of my earlier conviction that I would never be interested anymore in the National Basketball Association after the pointless impasse between management and labor that resulted in the threatened cancellation of this season, I can't deny my interest in this exciting sport.  So the greedy money grubbers all eventually realized that, regardless of which side of the conflict they were on, they stood to lose an enormous amount of money from prolonging it.  An agreement was consequently quickly reached in time to salvage a shortened regular season.  But I was bummed out anyway over the incredible avarice going on here...

Still, although in an indirect sense I'm probably paying for this league of the filthy rich through advertising and TV programming rates, I am not paying any more than anyone else. I may choose to watch a game on TV instead of something else, but I am not attending games.  Nor do I buy anything that has the official endorsement of the NBA, its teams, or players.  But I have found avoiding the NBA to be difficult, so here I am close to the end of the regular season and beginning to look forward to the playoffs.

Steve Nash and the Phoenix Suns are my personal favorites: this is because Nash is my favorite NBA player.  His playmaking intelligence and skill on offense reminds me of Peyton Manning's mastery of offense in football.  Were he playing for another team, I'd be rooting for them instead.  However, the Suns just might miss out on the playoffs this year.  And there are other teams I tend to support as well.

Here are my favorite NBA teams, listed by preference:

1--Phoenix Suns
2--San Antonio Spurs
3--Dallas Mavericks
4--Boston Celtics
5--Chicago Bulls

And here are the NBA teams I oppose the most, starting with my least liked:

1--Los Angeles Lakers
2--Oklahoma City Thunder
3--Well, that's it, actually...these are the only two teams I really want to see lose.  I used to be vehemently against the Miami Heat, but something recently completely turned my opinion of them around. When Peyton Manning was considering joining up with the Miami Dolphins, Heat stars Dwyane Wade and Lebron James publicly promoted the NFL franchise and expressed their wishes that the star quarterback would move his career to Miami.  So what that it didn't work? That still left me with a good enough feeling about them that I often find myself rooting for the Miami Heat (unless they're playing one of my aforelisted "Top Five", that is)...

One way for the Thunder to redeem themselves to me would be for them to defeat the Lakers in the playoffs, should they find themselves matched up in a series.  As for the Lakers, they can redeem themselves if they do but one thing: get rid of Andrew Bynum, who assaulted a Dallas player on the court during a playoff game last year. I can't root for any team that would accept this kind of thuggery...

The Worst James Bond Movie Ever

Everyone is entitled to their own opinion: as for me, the worst James Bond movie ever made is the 1983 Never Say Never Again, a rogue production not fitting in (at all) with the "official" series.  The story wasn't even original, with the plot and characters from the 1965 blockbuster hit Thunderball shamelessly ripped off with the story flow very sporadic. But the most disappointing aspect of Never Say Never Again was the dismal performance of original Bond actor Sean Connery, after much fanfare was made about him returning to his old role. Connery appeared stone-faced and apathetic throughout the movie, as if he were just there on the set to clock in to work, put in the time, and pick up his paycheck.

This movie also has by far the worst scene in the entire James Bond series, an overly long, drawn out fight, almost seeming to be conducted in slow motion, between the aging Bond and one of the heavies.  What a sad, sad spectacle.

The one redeeming element of Never Say Never Again was the scintillatingly villainous performance of Barbara Carrera, who played a sadistic, sexy assassin working for the evil SPECTRE crime organization. But she was in the movie too little, sad to say, to salvage this monumental waste of the moviegoer's time.

It might be argued that the 1967 comedy/spoof Casino Royale was the worst James Bond movie, but it never had any pretensions to being anything other than a farcical vehicle to further showcase the comedic talent of Peter Sellers.  So generally speaking, that film doesn't get counted as being one of the James Bond movies.

And because of its independent nature apart from the other films in the series, some don't even count Never Say Never Again among the Bond collection.  But it's there, like it or not...although I challenge anyone to say that they liked it with a straight face (and not lying like a politician).

Perhaps accusing Never Say Never Again of being a rip-off of Thunderball is a bit unfair, though.  After reading up on it a bit, it seems that the whole Thunderball project was immersed in controversy and legal wrangling, with different parties claiming ownership over the story's rights.  So maybe I was pointing the "blame" finger at the wrong movie. Regardless, though, I thoroughly recommend Thunderball... and thoroughly DON'T recommend Never Say Never Again.

Welcome (Temporary) Reprieve from Smoky Haze

A fire currently consuming about 20,000 acres north of Gainesville, in the Columbia/Baker Counties border area, has sent noxious clouds of choking smoke southward to cover my once-fair city for the past few days, making a mockery out of any consideration of mine to do any outdoors running.  So instead I had been resorting to the indoor treadmill, which though is not as desirable as open-road running, at least suffices as a temporary measure.  Today, however, although I could still sniff a hint of smoke in the air, the haze had dramatically lifted enough for me to hit the road again.  This I did with gusto, finishing my run having covered 7.74 miles (with my customary near-constant pace, giving me a time of 1:09:11).

Yes, that was a pleasant reprieve from the haze, but I am realistic: the winds can and probably will shift again, sending the smoke back my way (in which case its the treadmill again).  Besides, as the parched ground is all around us in drought-stricken northern Florida, we already have a plethora of wildfires popping up all over the place, not just north of us.  Sadly, I don't see the situation improving anytime in the near future...

Michael Moore Invites You to Walk With Him

Michael Moore (you know who he is, right?) is one of those "Tweeters" whom I follow (I follow several highly opinionated people with political views spanning the spectrum).  In the recent few weeks, he has been doing something pretty cool: "virtual walking".  Well, maybe that's not quite as accurate a term as I would like: Moore actually is physically going out on walks.  He just would like to invite you to "share" in his experience by walking "with" him (in a virtual sense, that is).  So, for example, he'll tweet that he's going to begin his walk at 1 PM.  That means that people following him on Twitter can walk and, I suppose, communicate with him via the "Twit" app on their smart-phones. Or perhaps people will get some sort of feeling that, even though they may be out walking alone, in a sense they are somehow walking with Michael as well (and derive a feeling of social connection).

I wonder if somebody out there is interested in some "virtual running" as well, as I am more interested in that than I am in walking.  You don't need a celebrity like Michael Moore on Twitter, though: just finding someone on Facebook who is into running might work just as well...