Tag Archives: 2010

Guardian of Seattle Strikes!

by Richard

I so dearly want to go to Seattle. I think the people there must be absolutely insane.

Why, you ask?

I’ll tell you. Because Phoenix Jones, Guardian of Seattle. That’s why.

Phoenix Jones, Guardian of Seattle (who’s legally required to use his entire name or risk a lawsuit from the band, Phoenix Jones) is a Real Life Super Hero. He likes to dress up as a super hero and go out and fight crime. And, last week, he really did it. Maybe.

According to a report from KIRO TV, Phoenix Jones, Guardian of Seattle, came running up the street and managed to fight/frighten off a carjacker, saving some guy named Dan.

It’s a victory for (Phoenix) Jones (Guardian of Seattle), who claimed in an interview to have been motivated to fight crime when his car was broken into at a water park. On the scale of origin stories, that’s notquite as dramatic as, say, being rocketed to Earth from your exploding home planet, but it does have the benefit of leaving a souvenir: a jar of broken glass that he keeps to this day, presumably next to whatever Seattle’s versions of a giant penny and a robotic Tyrannosaurus Rex are.

As to where Phoenix Jones, Guardian of Seattle keeps these things, that’s the best part: He has a secret headquarters located in a hidden room at a comic book store.

I know. How frakkin’ awesome is this?

Just something for you dudes to mull over as I’m acclimating to Vegas. I mean, if you’re ever bored and have had the (so far) suppressed desire to dress up in spandex and latex and go strolling down the street, well, if Phoenix Jones, Guardian of Seattle can do it. . .

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Let The Dude In

by Richard

This will be the last bit about preparing to apply to colleges and universities for a while. Well, probably a while. At least until I have something more to say about it. Something a bit less regurgitate-ical. You know, original. Or something like it.

Earlier, in part two, not part one, but part two, I talked about the importance of visiting the various colleges in which your young dude is interested in attending. I still think that’s exceedingly important. However, you do have to plan ahead.

And I’m not just talking about making sure to sign up for the tour of campus ahead of time, getting a place to stay if the campus isn’t right next door. No, I’m talking about your equipment. You need to make sure you and the young dudette bring a camera and a notebook. The camera is to document what the different buildings and areas on campus look like. Because, after a while, especially if you make those visits during the summer before her junior year, those campuses will begin to look a bit alike.

I always made sure to take a picture of Sarcasmo and Zippy the Monkey Boy standing next to a campus sign with the school’s name on it. That way I’d know that the next little bit of pictures were from that school. I’d make sure to take pics of monuments or art installations, anything that stood out. That’s where the notebook comes in.

Have your young dude take notes about the visit. Write down any special programs that interest you or the young dude. Write down any problems you might have. Basically, write down as much as you can so you’ve got first-hand information when you sit down to decide where he’s going to apply.

Which brings me to my next point. Make sure you and she research each university or college before you visit. You should probably write down a list of questions you will want answered during the tour. Most college tours start off with an information session that’s pretty thorough, but every applicant is different so it might not answer all your questions. Don’t be afraid to ask those questions during the information session or during the tour. These folks are getting paid to answer your questions. They’re here to work for you. Let them.

If you’re feeling especially daring, you might want to buttonhole a couple of students after the tour is over. Ask them for the student’s perspective on the school. You might learn something important, like the lack of a good meal plan, or something, you wouldn’t have heard from the official tour.

Finally, make sure you and the young dudette have fun. Sure applying to a college is important, but you need to make sure it’s not some horrible, appalling, soul-crushing spirit breaker either. Enjoy yourself while on visits. Because you know they’re going to be enjoying themselves there on your dime, so you might as well have fun too.

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Chile’s Miners Home

by Richard

Back on Labor Day, I mentioned those miners in Chile who were stuck at the bottom of a mine and faced a long wait to possibly be rescued. Well, as you should know by now, that wait is over.

After 69 days trapped in a small, fragile bubble of life 2,000 feet underground, 33 Chilean miners have finally been rescued, reunited aboveground with their families and loved ones.

Chile freed the last of 33 miners from imprisonment nearly half a mile underground late Wednesday, the miracle of a second chance at life made real by the methodical shuttle of a battered red, white and blue rescue capsule willed on by a joyful nation and global audience of hundreds of millions.

When 54-year-old foreman Luis Urzua emerged at 9:55 p.m. from the 28-inch-diameter hole that curved deep into the San Jose mine, it had been 69 days since the miners were trapped, 52 days since they were able to declare to the world that they were still alive — but less than 22 hours since the first miner had resurfaced.

The thing that really amazes me is that these miners were known to be dead following the early August cave in that killed so many of their compatriots down in the mines. It wasn’t until two weeks later that they were able to alert the folks digging through the mines that they were still alive by banging on pipes.

After more than two months spent underground, they finally began their last 22-hour ordeal: being slowly raised to the surface in a tiny, cramped capsule. The capsule was so small they weren’t allowed to move inside, only stand still on the long journey up to safety. They had to go slowly because they faced the very real possibility of getting the bends (having nitrogen gas bubble out of solution in their bloodstream and kill them) if they surfaced too quickly.

“You brought your shift out like a good captain,” Chilean President Sebastian Pinera told Luis Urzua, beaming as he gripped the arms of the burly miner who had organized his men for survival during the first crucial hours after they were trapped. “All of Chile shared your anguish and hope.”

The president, the foreman and rescue workers then joined in a rousing rendition of Chile’s national anthem. With all of the miners safe, jubilation also broke out in the main square of Copiapo, the state capital 40 miles from the mine and home to most of the miners. More than 3,000 people crowded the plaza to watch the final rescue on giant TV monitors.

This was an amazing feat, dudes. Luck, skill, determination, know how. They had to have it all to get rescued and the people of Chile and the world stepped up and made the grade.

A good thing happened here, dudes.

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