Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Jeff Daniels, Rock n Roll and a shock.

What a busy couple of weeks it's been.

First, let me just say that I truly wish Jim Seta the best of luck on his future endeavors. There was a lot of debate around our offices and I heard a lot of skepticism over his stated reason for leaving, but I don't think anyone can argue that he wasn't passionate and dedicated.

The big question now is who the council will choose from it's own make-up as his interim replacement. Agree with them or not, the council is fully stocked with intelligent people so I think that situation is a win-win-win-win-win-win (one for each council member).

I got to meet Jeff Daniels a couple of weeks ago for the first time, while I was at the Purple Rose viewing "The Poetry of Pizza." I haven't met many celebrities. I wish I had handled my brief interaction with him. Instead of being goofy and saying, "Why not build a PRTC Dexter?" I would have liked to have said, "I really appreciate your support of the Michigan Economic Development Corporation." I don't think many people know about the MEDC, but they should. I've seen them save a city from future collapse with my own eyes. Maybe he wouldn't have walked away so soon.

My entertainment spree didn't stop at theatre. I had a great time at Deb Marsh's battle of the bands. I was surprised to hear that there was originally opposition to her SPACE program (can't remember the acronym off the top of my head). Essentially, the program allows students who aren't into sports, the marching band or any of those other staid school activities that we typically think of when listing extracurricular to connect with the system. Who wouldn't want to give everybody a chance to find that extra vested interest in the public education system? Apparently some, but that attitude is waning, according to Marsh. I will be keeping on eye on SPACE and reporting whenever I see one of Marsh's efforts quashed.

And now for a random Internet quote that someone said on a forum that made me stop and think.

"The 21st century started with, and I'm going to sound like an idealist here but I don't care, the 21st century started with such promise, much like the 20th century..."

Friday, October 5, 2007

A return and a promise.

I'm committing a cardinal sin here. You won't find this one in the scripture, but as someone who considers himself a new media consumer (someone who watches more Youtube than boob-tube and gets his national news from message boards and newsgroups, rather than the television); it's a pretty serious offense.

Blogging about how bad you have been at updating your blog.

It's sort of like this paradoxical situation that one finds themselves in. You just have to nourish your starving blog with a spoonful of content, but you can't possibly do that without any explanation. I couldn’t just blog about tonight's Chelsea homecoming game and leave it at that. You're going to have some questions on your mind, such as, "Where have you been for two months!"

The answer to that is that I have been subconsciously avoiding this blog. I really hate blogging about news topics. I shouldn't have an opinion about something like the Sloan-Kingsley property or the Public Act 425 agreement that Scio Township is currently chewing on, and yet issues such as these are what dominate my time and thoughts. There are some tertiary aspects of that situation that I have an opinion about, such as Mary Fialkowski's efforts to get her neighbors active and organized in voicing their opinions, but that has more to do with my general support of any member of any community standing up on their own two feet and trying to make a difference.

I can't emphasize enough that you don't have to be an elected official to get in our paper. Extraordinary people, whether they were mandated by a referendum or woke up one morning and started a small scale revolution, will always have my ear and the attention of our readers.

I'm not going to list my other reasons here. I'm just going to say that I promise to make these blog entries more regularly, but there is going to be one caveat. I'm making this thing no-holds barred. What you read here will just be free-form ramblings that spew forth from some funnel that connects to a circuit of squeaky gears and hamster wheels in my head.

Brace yourselves!