Archive for September, 2010

Six Word Story #6

Yellow Nerf football. Geese. Fall’s here.


How money ruins a wardrobe

Now that we’re moving in to fall, the normal thing to do would be to think about buying new clothes. Yawn. Not interested. Too much work.

Plus shopping requires spending money. Not interested in doing that either.

I was reminded yesterday how that’s just as well. I came across this quote from a Edna Woolman Chase, who was Vogue’s fashion editor from 1914-1952:

The two requisites for being beautifully dressed are 1.) taste and 2) a severely limited budget. Mediocrity is the result of having too much money to spend.

That reminded me of things fashion guru Tim Gunn says:

I believe in shopping on a budget. I know firsthand from working with people that more fashion mistakes happen when people have an unlimited amount of money. They just pick things up willy-nilly, versus someone who’s on a budget and thinking, “Will this work in my wardrobe?”

I’m glad there’s at least one perk to having a severely limited budget.


Six Word Story #4

Running on wet grass. Almost there!


Six Word Story #3

Soul wind blows in the desert.


It sounds like we parents continue to be rotten at risk assessment.

Not only do we worry unnecessarily about dangers likely never to happen (as I’ve written about before). We also underestimate dangers we actually should worry about, according to this New York Times article.

The Centers for Disease Control says these are the top five things most likely to harm children:

1. Car accidents.

2. Homicide (usually at the hands of someone they know).

3. Child abuse.

4. Suicide.

5. Drowning.

These are the things we actually worry about, according to Mayo Clinic surveys:

1.  Kidnapping.

2.  School snipers.

3.  Terrorists.

4.  Dangerous strangers.

5.  Drugs.

I think I’d rather about the things Vicki the Biker worries about instead:

Rose Is Rose


Six Word Story #2

He idolizes her; she wants out.


Glass Bottles of Coca-Cola (Mini-Saga #7)

Ida poured the girl a Coke and sent it down the bar on a wind-up coaster. Then she pulled on her pink cardigan.

“How long have you been a bartender?”

“Going on 40 years. Say, I ever tell you about the Amish girl found dead in the cornfield? She liked Coke too.”


Remembering Nancy (Mini-Saga #6)

Nancy was the fastest keypunch operator – even faster than that crackerjack high school kid. Her wry one-liners flew faster than her fingers.

One day she was gone.

“Nancy was killed.”


“Her husband… knocked her cold and dragged her to the garage… left the car running. Their 4-year-old saw it all.”


Let’s Dance

It’s very cool how the internet not only exposes us to things like amazing dance videos but is also responsible for the creation of new dance forms.

The founder of LXD (Legion of Extraordinary Dancers) isn’t a dancer but he noticed how hip hop dancers were posting videos on YouTube and creating new dance forms as a result, so he decided to create a dance troupe. They performed at the Oscars this year. Here’s a short video:

I really like this urban take on Singing in the Rain, put together by YAK Films, which is a production team of young filmmakers dedicated to sharing “the voice of urban America:”

A friend sent me this awesome video of a dance form I had never seen before – hand dancing:

Makes me want to go pound on the table. ;)


In which we run in bare feet

This afternoon I spontaneously suggested to three of my daughters that we go running in bare feet at a nearby soccer field.

Of course they were shocked at this suggestion, yet quickly agreed to it.

I came up with this idea because I’m almost finished with the book Born to Run: A Hidden Tribe, Superathletes, and the Greatest Race the World Has Never Seen.

The author discusses the Tarahumara tribe (check out this 10 minute video about them here) in a remote area in northern Mexico, where they routinely run 100 or more miles at a time in bare feet or makeshift sandals.

He also presents evidence that our bodies were designed for long distance running and that before the creation of the running shoe in 1971, running injuries weren’t common like they are now.

When you wear running shoes, your heel hits the ground first, whereas when you run in bare feet, the padded middle portion of your foot hits the ground first, which is easier on your feet.

I decided to see for myself what it’s like to run in bare feet. I have no memories of running like this as a child because I always dutifully wore my PF Flyers when going outside to play.

So off I went to the soccer field with my daughters.

We ran 125 yards or so and my 15 year old said it was “exhilarating.” She never uses that word when she talks about running laps in her Nikes at tennis practice – that is always drudgery for her. She has fond memories of running barefoot as a child and was happy to experience it again.

We turned around and ran the 125 yards back to our shoes, which we reluctantly put back on. It was definitely more effortless than running in shoes and I hope it created a fun memory for the girls.