…for all your hyperactively-excellent :} work on This incarnation of the ongoing Brendanblog; and in its Next Generation may you compile a tomorrow worthy of all the yesterdays (but less time-consuming :).
Thank you too, for the honor of having been Included on your
suspicious auspiscious roster of usual suspects distinguished Guestbloggers ;]. The opportunity to Ventilate my odd opinions (and in my Own peculiar diction, unpasteurized! :) has been Important to me. Seriously, it has.
You’re a Good one, old Kiddoe. / And now (as Nana Loy would say:) ~ Onward & Upward!
Last month, I blogged about Sara Crowther (nÃƒÂ©e Alpsan), Becky’s high-school classmate who is competing in an online contest that could result in her getting to sing on-stage with Rascal Flatts (and getting backstage passes and all sorts of other cool stuff). If Sara gets into the Top 10*, she’ll be eligible to be hand-picked by the band — and she stands a really good chance if that happens, as she’s pretty clearly the best singer of the bunch.
At the time of my previous post, she was ranked #14. Votes, views and comments from the Irish Trojan crowd helped boost her to #12… but now she needs a final push before the deadline at 11:59 PM tomorrow night. That’s where y’all come in (again). Vote for Sara! And while you’re at it, leave a comment, pass on the link, etc. Pretty much any activity gives her "viral points" that help her climb up the charts. As she explained on the previous post: "you can vote once every 24 hours as a member or once every few hours as
a guest. … If you create a member name your vote counts for more and you
can rate the reviews as helpful or not which gets more points."
Anyway, here’s her video:
Thanks, everybody! Good luck, Sara!
*Actually, it may be enough to get into the Top 11, or even to stay in the Top 12, according to rumors that one or two of the current Top 10 are actually ineligible due to age and/or residency requirements. But regardless, Sara needs our support!
Since I was being mean to Buffalo yesterday, I figured I should do something nice for a Buffalo native this morning. And, conveniently enough, one of Becky’s high-school classmates needs my, and your, help!
Sara Crowther (nÃƒÂ©e Alpsan) is competing in the "Be a Milk Rock Star with Rascal Flatts" contest. She uploaded a video of herself singing "God Bless the Broken Road," and it’s currently ranked 14th out of 219 entries, based on viewers’ votes. That’s up from like 85th or something when I first checked! You can help keep that momentum ("Crow-mentum"?) going by clicking the above link and voting for Sara!
Sara doesn’t need to finish first — she just needs to crack the Top 10 by April 15. Then Rascal Flatts and MilkRocks.com will pick the winner from the Top 10 entries. Whoever they choose will, according to the contest rules, "win
a trip for them, and three friends, to see the band live and perform
their song entry onstage with Rascal Flatts; a Gibson Les Paul Studio
Guitar autographed by Rascal Flatts; their own backstage dressing room,
a meet and greet with the band; VIP accommodations to and from the
concert on the Gibson Guitar Tour Bus and a webcast featuring their
performance aired for 30 days on MilkRocks.com."
So anyway… vote for Sara! Here’s her video:
Back in December, as I pondered what to buy Becky for our second wedding anniversary, I had a brainstorm: wouldn’t it be cool to get her (er, us) tickets to the Ron White comedy show on March 8 in downtown Knoxville? Becky’s a huge live comedy fan generally, and a Blue Collar Comedy fan specifically, so I knew she’d love it.
There was only one problem: by March 8 we’d have a two-month old, so we’d need a babysitter. And I figured new mom Becky wouldn’t want to entrust our brand-new little one to just any old babysitter. But I knew Loyette’s SHA-girl “aunties” all wanted to come visit at some point, so I figured maybe I could get one of them to come out that (i.e., this) weekend. I e-mailed Kristy, she enthusiastically agreed to come visit, and long story short, yesterday she flew in from Denver, and tonight she’ll be babysitting Loyette while Becky and I go out on out first real post-baby date.
You know your friends rock when they’ll fly in from 1,500 miles away to babysit. :) Anyway, here’s a shot of Loyette and her Aunt Kristy at the Women’s Basketball Hall of Fame this afternoon:
P.S. Here’s a photo Kristy took of me blocking Becky’s shot at the Hall of Fame’s court:
Mike Tran took his first jury verdict yesterday, and it was a very good one. Almost every count was 12-0 for the defense. Sitting second chair, Mike’s been in trial virtually every day since he got sworn in (by his trial judge) in November. A lot of civil litigators go an entire career without ever taking a case that long and complex to trial, much less defensing it. I think he had fun, too. He’s only a three-month lawyer and he already has half a dozen really good war stories — and a huge victory in a trial where the other side’s two lawyers had more than 50 years of experience between them. The case won’t make the L.A. Times, but it’ll probably be in the Daily Journal’s Verdicts & Settlements in a few weeks.
Shannon’s visiting us this weekend, and today we drove out to the Smokies. Here we are in Cades Cove with a sleepy Loyette:
Shannon, incidentally, sat next to Lady Vols star Nicky Anosike’s 6-foot-10 brother, Ifesinachi (a.k.a. “E”), on her flight into Knoxville on Thursday. (He had requested to change seats because he couldn’t fit well in his original seat near the back of the plane, and being next to 5-foot-3 Shannon worked well.) She said he was a really nice, friendly guy, and they had a nice time chatting on the flight. Their flight ended up making the news, in the lede of the AP article about Tennessee’s senior-night win over Florida on Thursday:
KNOXVILLE, Tenn. (AP) — Nicky Anosike’s family arrived just after halftime to see her play in her final home game at Tennessee on Thursday night.
By then she and the third-ranked Lady Vols had already taken care of business.
“They are always late. I expected that, and I was prepared for it,” she joked after her family’s flight from New York was delayed.
Anyway, back to today’s trip to the Smokies… I also got a couple of nice photos of deer:
Sixty years ago today, Harry S. Truman was President of the United States; Joseph Stalin was the Premier of the Soviet Union; Israel wasn’t a country yet; gas cost $0.26 a gallon, and crude oil was $2.50 a barrel; a first-class stamp cost 3 cents; the minimum wage was 40 cents per hour; John McCain was 11 years old; the singer Kenny Loggins was five weeks old; the New York Yankees were reigning World Champions after beating rookie Jackie Robinson and the Brooklyn Dodgers the previous fall; Army’s football team had recently seen their 32-game unbeaten streak snapped; the defending NCAA basketball champ was Holy Cross; there were only 21 amendments to the U.S. Constitution; the fastest any human being had ever run a mile was 4 minutes and 1.4 seconds; the Dow Jones Industrial Average was at 167; and, oh yes, my dad was born.
That’s right — it’s the illustrious Joe Loy’s 60th birthday!!
I encourage everyone to leave comments making fun of him for being old. :) Er, and wishing him a happy birthday, too, of course. Hehe.
Happy Birthday, Dad/Papa!!
P.S. Obviously, my dad was a Valentine’s baby. What’s funny is that Valentine’s Day fell on a Saturday in 1948, so if he’d been born a few hours earlier, he would have been a Friday the 13th baby instead!
Also, a fun fact that I learned while researching the history of 1948 for purposes of this post: ten days before my dad was born, an election was held in Ireland, and Fianna FÃƒÂ¡il was voted out. As a result, four days after my dad’s birth, Ãƒâ€°amon de Valera, the first Taoiseach of Ireland, ceded power to John Costello. I’m sure infant Joe had an Irish song prepared for the occasion. :)
There is no truth, However, to the Rumor that his Birth Certificate contained several Instances of Random Capitalization for No apparent Reason. ;)
Today is my mom’s birthday — or perhaps, considering that I’m typing this with a certain half-asleep, half-fussy baby in my lap, I should say Nana Loomer’s birthday. :)
Happy Birthday, Mom/Nana!
Now that my Who Wants To Be A Millionaire? segment — or rather, Diane’s segment featuring me — has aired everywhere it’s going to air (most recently in St. Louis, ending moments ago), I think I’m safe re-posting the original blog entry that I published, then quickly yanked offline at ABC’s request, in the immediate aftermath of the taping back in September.
Here’s what I wrote, in a post originally titled "Millionaire update" and timestamped 4:47 PM EST on 9/11/07:
I just helped Diane get the $16,000 question right on Who Wants to be a Millionaire!
The question was, "What does a mycologist study?" (Well, it was
worded more verbosely than that, but that was the gist.) I forget what
the first three choices were, but the fourth choice — "d" — was
I was already on the Wikipedia page, and ready to blurt out "fungi," by the time she was done reading choice "b" (whatever it was).
They don’t actually let you stay on the line long enough to hear
whether they got it right (though I did stay connected just long enough
to hear Meredith Viera make a bad pun about me being a "fun guy"), but
she sounded like she was going to confidently go with my answer, which
would mean that unless the collective tubular wisdom of the Internets is wrong, she did indeed get it right. (I sure hope the Internets aren’t wrong, because I told her I was 100% sure!)
P.S. I hope there isn’t anything wrong with me revealing this
information. Certainly, I never signed any confidentiality agreement,
nor was I asked orally or otherwise not to say what happened, so I
don’t see how I can be violating anything by posting this…
Heh. As I explained later that day in a 5:53 PM post, the above-quoted 4:47 PM post was a problem — though I still maintain that I wasn’t violating anything — and I voluntarily removed it. Now, more than three months later, I’m finally re-posting it. (I briefly re-posted it earlier today, but then it occurred to me that the show hadn’t yet aired everywhere, so I yanked it offline again.)
By languishing unseen behind an iron curtain of self-censorship for more than three months, the post shatters the record previously held by this post, which was embargoed for just under a month at Professor Bill Kelley’s request. ;)
Anyway, the $16,000 question was the last one for today’s show. Diane will be a "holdover" contestant on tomorrow’s show, starting with the $25,000 question. Tune in to see what happens! (Check your local listings to find out when it airs.) Again I say: Goooo Diane, Beeeeat Meredith Viera!
My friend Diane Krause (nÃƒÂ©e Huffman) will be on Who Wants To Be A Millionaire? today and tomorrow — and my voice may or may not be on as well. (You might recall that I was one of Diane’s phone-a-friends.) That’s all the powers-that-be want me to say for now, but… tune in to find out what happened! Check your local listings to find out when it airs in your area. Goooo Diane, Beeeeat Meredith Viera!
Also, I’ll be on Silvio Canto’s Blog Talk Radio show at 12:30 PM EST today. Silvio contacted me after one of my recent Instalanches and asked if I’d be willing to chat with him on-air about… uh… politics and stuff, I guess. Anyway, if you don’t catch it live, it’ll be archived here after around 1:30 PM.
UPDATE: Here’s the radio interview; it’s about a half-hour long:
As for Millionaire, the first of Diane’s episodes has already aired in a lot of places, but not everywhere. As best as I can tell from the show’s local listings page, the last place in the country where it initially airs each day is in St. Louis, where it’s on KDNL Channel 30
from 10:00 to 10:30 PM CST (11:00-11:30 EST). Therefore, I will refrain
from posting anything further about it until 11:30 PM. Stay tuned for a new
post at that time. :)
Last year, we made another bet, and needless to say, things didn’t go quite as well for me. The Trojans lost 13-9, so I had to wear Mike’s UCLA jersey to our Professional Responsibility class, and publish a blog post about "Why UCLA is superior to USC." The latter was particularly galling because, as a rule, I like to be truthful and accurate in what I post on the blog. Posting such blatant lies was borderline unethical. ;)
Mike and I have made other friendly bets over the last two years on games of peripheral interest (USC-ND, ND-UCLA, UCLA-Gonzaga), most recently resulting in me officially owning him, but it’s when our undergrad alma maters meet that the stakes are highest — and in those contests, we’re each 1-1. Tomorrow, though, somebody will break the tie.
Here are the terms: If USC wins, Mike has to buy a USC car flag, and must put it (and keep it) on his car December 31 and January 1. So he’ll be driving around L.A. flying Trojan colors on the day before, and the day of, the Rose Bowl… muahahaha. He also has to get a picture, well in advance, of himself with the flag-adorned car, and send me a copy of said picture, so that I can set it to post automatically on the blog on January 1 (in case I’m in the hospital that day, which is a distinct possibility). Oh, and when he’s done with the flag, he has to send it to me, and I get to keep it.
If UCLA wins, I have to do much the same thing, but for a longer period of time — that’s our way of dealing with the odds, because USC is favored by 20 points, but we’re betting straight-up on the game. So if the Bruins are victorious, I have to buy a UCLA car flag and keep it on my car for seven days: to and from work on five weekdays and all day long on two weekend/holiday days. And I have to post a different picture of it on the blog (presumably via cell phone) every single day. (Ugh… that would be a nightmare, because I probably won’t be blogging much in late December and early January, so the homepage would most likely be dominated by pictures of the UCLA flag.)
If UCLA plays in the Rose Bowl, New Year’s Day must be one of the weekend/holiday days, unless we spend that day at the hospital. My end of the bargain is more flexible about the dates than his because of the uncertain timing of the baby’s arrival. (Obviously, Mike doesn’t want me to get credit for leaving the flag on the car while it’s parked at the hospital for 48+ hours, out of sight and out of mind.) But I have to do it at some point during bowl season. And, again, when I’m done with the flag, I have to send it to Mike, and he keeps it.
So there you have it. If USC loses, I’m sending Pete Carroll my therapy bills for the humiliation I’ll suffer from driving around town looking like a bandwagon fUCLA fan. Ugh. FIGHT ON TROJANS, BEAT THE BRUINS!!!
Today is Veterans Day. Also, yesterday was the 232nd anniversary of the founding of the Marine Corps. Both occasions give me an opportunity to reflect once again on the military service of my maternal grandfather, Giff Loomer, who fought in the Pacific theater as a lieutenant in the 2nd Marine Division during World War II. I blogged about this at length back in September, and the post, to my surprise and delight, was Instalanched.
I don’t really have anything to add to that post — if you missed it, I’d just recommend that you go back and read it — but I did want to blog a few pictures of Grandpa and me that my mom recently scanned and sent me:
Those photos are from 1981, 1984 and 1986, respectively. (In the last photo, I’m with my cousin Alexis, making airplanes with Grandpa.) Sadly, Grandpa — who was the most hale and hardy of my grandparents, and seemed destined to live well into my teenage years if not longer — died in 1991, before my tenth birthday, due to an unlikely cascade of complications from surgery. As a result, I never got to know him through an adult’s eyes, or talk to him about the things we might have talked about when I got older… including, perhaps, his war experiences. He was reluctant to talk about them at all, but as one e-mailer said in response to my September post, “The key, I think, is for them to live long enough, and you get old enough, that you can spend an evening drinking and talking with them.” Alas, Grandpa and I never had that chance.
Anyway, God Bless Grandpa Loomer and God Bless all the brave men and women who have put their lives on the line to defend our nation and our freedom.
After several weeks of blog-silence as he finished up his qualifying paper (which he passed — congrats!), Casey’s blog has suddenly exploded today with a whole bunch of new posts — or rather, a whole bunch of old drafts that he has just now elevated to "published" status. Literally the entire homepage is taken up with stuff that’s dated November 2, 2007. And, as usual with Casey, there’s a lot of interesting stuff there. Just go to his blog and scroll, scroll, scroll. The heavy stuff is near the top, the funny stuff near the bottom, so keep on scrollin’.
Mike Tran, a.k.a. the Irish Bruin — you know, the guy who I own — called me this weekend to tell me an amusing story: he just discovered on Friday that he works across the hall from Michael Walsh, better known around these parts as Lex icon. Lex is a Trojan and Mike is a Bruin, so naturally, they were talking about the weekend’s football games… and in the course of that conversation, it came to light that they have a mutual acquaintance: me.
Heh. I’ve never met Lex icon in person, but now one of my law-school buddies has. What a world. God bless the Internet. Here’s a more detailed account of how they met (or rather, of how they realized who the other one is).