Datebook: Monday, November 13th ~ 2006
Editor's note: Mombo #9's blog will not be posted on Thursday due to Sectionals.
Rest assured, Mombo will return on Monday, November 20th.
Rest assured, Mombo will return on Monday, November 20th.
A rainy Sunday is not helped by 500 football games and a replaying of SkateCanada on one of the obscure ESPN channels. In fact, the replaying of the skating competition is made more annoying because they televise all 12 ladies freestyle skaters and merely mention the ice dancers—this seems like the Oscars when they announce in low voices that the “following awards were given earlier in the day” and the camera pans to a small crowd seemingly eating breakfast.
No. Nothing good on television so I am left with time for pondering.
These are the moments I wonder about the obscure and senseless.
Why, for example, do we have two spellings for ketchup, it is either that, or catsup. Both are accepted by Microsoft spell check. Is this a result of hard-core phonics learners who later went to work in marketing?
Why does my son have 12 hoodies in the wash this week and only five pair of underwear?
I did ask him this question and he replied, “Because I am swimming,” as if this is supposed to make sense to anyone that is not seventeen years old. And male.
So, as usual, when confused, I turn to skating because usually there is a correlation somewhere.
I am wondering why parents are not “having a bone to pick” with a particular Sectional group that is attempting to “smush” ice-dancers.
This is true. Smush, as in “jam together in random order.”
Although these are four day events and the clubs have bid on, and been awarded the contracts several years in advance, the ice dancing competition is slated to be smashed together.
Mids did change their schedules to show the modern reflection on the demands of adrenaline on athlete’s bodies but Easterns is showing a schedule that has ice dancers skating two compulsory dances and then in less than two hours the teams must skate their OD.
Any trainer will tell you that this is flawed logic and puts undo strain on the system.
It also seems a bit insensitive to the kids skating. Like, “hey could you hurry up so we can zam the ice for the freestylers, and, oh, by the way, since you are leaving anyway, could you empty a few of those trashcans on the way out.”
This is probably the same logic that results in some people thinking a chiropractor is not a real doctor, a tomato is not a real vegetable (hence the confusion in spelling), and ice-dancing is not a strenuous sport--so “you go kids go out there and do ¾ of your requirements in a three hour window of time—We’re sure you’ll be fine.”
Mids (finally) and Pacifics spread the event over the whole four days which, thankfully, seems a bit avant-garde and might let the skaters practice and rest for each event so perhaps they can actually perform at their best instead of just getting it over with.
But, what do I know?
Actually, I do know that the phrase, “A bone to pick” originated in Italy where the father of the bride-to-be would give a prospective bridegroom a leg of meat to pick clean to the bone. This was symbolic of how difficult the task of marriage would be in the years ahead.
I think skating parents could add new analogies to that symbolism.
Good luck to all in the smushed and unsmushed sectionals.
Mombo
No. Nothing good on television so I am left with time for pondering.
These are the moments I wonder about the obscure and senseless.
Why, for example, do we have two spellings for ketchup, it is either that, or catsup. Both are accepted by Microsoft spell check. Is this a result of hard-core phonics learners who later went to work in marketing?
Why does my son have 12 hoodies in the wash this week and only five pair of underwear?
I did ask him this question and he replied, “Because I am swimming,” as if this is supposed to make sense to anyone that is not seventeen years old. And male.
So, as usual, when confused, I turn to skating because usually there is a correlation somewhere.
I am wondering why parents are not “having a bone to pick” with a particular Sectional group that is attempting to “smush” ice-dancers.
This is true. Smush, as in “jam together in random order.”
Although these are four day events and the clubs have bid on, and been awarded the contracts several years in advance, the ice dancing competition is slated to be smashed together.
Mids did change their schedules to show the modern reflection on the demands of adrenaline on athlete’s bodies but Easterns is showing a schedule that has ice dancers skating two compulsory dances and then in less than two hours the teams must skate their OD.
Any trainer will tell you that this is flawed logic and puts undo strain on the system.
It also seems a bit insensitive to the kids skating. Like, “hey could you hurry up so we can zam the ice for the freestylers, and, oh, by the way, since you are leaving anyway, could you empty a few of those trashcans on the way out.”
This is probably the same logic that results in some people thinking a chiropractor is not a real doctor, a tomato is not a real vegetable (hence the confusion in spelling), and ice-dancing is not a strenuous sport--so “you go kids go out there and do ¾ of your requirements in a three hour window of time—We’re sure you’ll be fine.”
Mids (finally) and Pacifics spread the event over the whole four days which, thankfully, seems a bit avant-garde and might let the skaters practice and rest for each event so perhaps they can actually perform at their best instead of just getting it over with.
But, what do I know?
Actually, I do know that the phrase, “A bone to pick” originated in Italy where the father of the bride-to-be would give a prospective bridegroom a leg of meat to pick clean to the bone. This was symbolic of how difficult the task of marriage would be in the years ahead.
I think skating parents could add new analogies to that symbolism.
Good luck to all in the smushed and unsmushed sectionals.
Mombo
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