Thought I lost it

Earlier, before I decided to create a second blog (Through the Eyes of the “Blue”), I was writing my latest blog about rookie mistakes. Once I had finished it I proceeded to try to save it. Upon hitting the “save draft” button, I received the infamous internet explorer error.

When I quickly hit the back button the page was blank. I was pissed! About 500 words…lost!

I went to my dashboard, the is the area of my blog that shows all my stats: blogs written, number of viewers, most actively viewed postings, and options for updating my blog. Luckily, in this section, I seen that the entry I was writing was saved as a draft!

Whew…I did not have to worry about trying to re-write the posting.

I know…what’s the big deal, right? Afterall, it is JUST a blog posting!

You’re right, it is JUST a blog posting. But, as with any writing; whether it be a blog, letter, email, report, or essay, if you put in the time to write it you don’t expect for it to disappear.

Like I said, luckily it was saved as a draft and I could post it without having to re-write it all. Maybe next time I might write it in word first, then copy it over to my blog. …Nah! That would be too much work!

Rushing for Nothing

Today I was scheduled to umpire my second scrimmage of the pre-season. I was looking forward to it, as I was hoping to be able to spend some time behind the dish and see some pitches. So, since the scrimmage was scheduled for 3:45, and I got out of work at 2:oo, I busted butt to get home, change, and get to the field in time to meet with the other umpires and see what all we were doing, and where all I was going to some practice in at.

Well, the unpredictable WNC weather decided that I didn’t need to get some work in and decided to get cold and dump a little untraceable trace of snow. Needless to say, the scrimmage was postponed to tomorrow, in which I did not know until I checked my email, on my phone, to see that the Assistant Athletic Director from the host school.

Normally that wouldn’t be a problem, but I am already scheduled to work another scrimmage, at pretty much the same time, in another location tomorrow. Since I am new to umpiring, I decided to schedule myself to work four scrimmages so that I can get as much experience as possible before the regular season begins. We are only required, by the State, to work two, and can get credit for working three, but I figure four scrimmages would give me enough practice time to feel more comfortable making calls.

I guess that’s just how it goes. Take what is given to you, no matter who it is that gives it. Three scrimmages are better than two and definitely better than one, which is what some of the other umpires will probably get in with some of the other scrimmages being canceled last Saturday.

Hopefully the weather will clear up before the scrimmage tomorrow and I wont be rushing around to get to another postponed, or canceled, scrimmage. But, then again, I guess that it wouldn’t hurt if I actually checked my email BEFORE I get ready to leave, either, eh?

THROUGH THE EYES OF THE “BLUE”…Vol. I

Yesterday I began my “career” as an Umpire. Spring training for High School baseball is only one week. So, not only do the players and coaches have to work out all of the “kinks” quickly, the umpires do as well. Especially those of us that are new to calling the games. Let me just say, mistakes will be made and calls will be missed.

One thing that has been mentioned to me, and the rest of us new, or second year, umpires is that working a two-man crew is difficult. Although we are expected to, there is no possible way to see everything that happens on the field. This is one thing that I learned quickly during the scrimmage yesterday.

I will quickly take you through the couple of innings that I worked the bases. In one inning, there were two double-play attempts made back-to-back. On the first one I did not vocalize loudly enough that the runner going into second was out. Big mistake! I had to tell him again that he was out when I noticed that he was still standing on second when the play was over. But, I redeemed myself when the very next batter hit into a double play; with both out calls I made sure that everyone was able to hear me. Or, at least I hope that I did.

Another memorable inning that I worked was the final inning. Standing in the “C” position, which is behind the Pitcher on the third base side, when I looked towards first base, the sun was low enough that it was right in my eyes making it difficult to see anything in that general direction. There was a runner on second and the batter hit a line-drive to the first baseman. Watching the ball, I lost it in the sun, but I saw the first baseman turn and begin to throw. With that, I knew that he had to have caught it. I call the out on the catch, and then the out on the throw back to second because the runner was off the bag. The most difficult part of that play was dealing with the sun.

Luckily I did not have any real difficult plays to make a call on. It would have been interesting if there would have been. Would I have made the right call? Or, would I have totally mucked it up? Obviously, those are questions that I cannot answer yet!

The good thing, the veteran that I was working with, he has called NCAA as well as High School ball for years, had nothing but good reviews for me every time I came off the field either between half-innings, or when it was time for the other new umpire to work the field. Sure, there were a couple times that he would tell me that I did something wrong, like when I did not vocalize the out during the double-play attempt, but most of the time he would say that I got all the calls right and that my positioning and mechanics were good. He even told me that he was going to request to have me work a few games with him this year. Nothing makes you feel better than being told that by a veteran.

Unfortunately I did not get to work the plate at all. The lead umpire did not think it would be a good idea to have us “new guys” calling the plate for varsity pitching. With me having three more scrimmages to work before the regular season begins, I am hoping that I will get some valuable time behind the plate calling balls and strikes.

Hell Explained

This one is too good not to share. Enjoy….

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The following is an actual question given on a University of Arizona
chemistry midterm, and an actual answer turned in by a student.

The answer by one student was so “profound” that the professor shared it with
colleagues, via the Internet, which is of course why we now have thepleasure of
enjoying it as well:

Bonus Question: Is Hell exothermic (gives off heat) or endothermic (absorbs heat)?

Most of the students wrote proofs of their beliefs using Boyle’s Law (gas cools when it
expands and heats when it is compressed) or some variant.

One student, however, wrote the following:

First, we need to know how the mass of Hell is changing in time. So we
need
to know
the rate at which souls are moving into Hell and the rate at which they are leaving,
which is unlikely. I think that we can safely assume that once a soul gets to Hell, it will
not leave. Therefore, no souls are leaving. As for how many souls are entering Hell,
let’s look at the different religions that exist in the world today.

Most of these religions state that if you are not a member of their religion, you will go to
Hell. Since there is more than one of these religions and since people do not belong to
more than one religion, we project that all souls go to Hell. With birth and death
rates as they are, we can expect the number of souls in Hell to increase exponentially.
Now, we look at the rate of change of the volume in Hell because Boyle’s Law states
that in order for the temperature and pressure in Hell to stay the same, the volume of
Hell has to expand proportionately as souls are added.

This gives two possibilities:

1. If Hell is expanding at a slower rate than the rate at which souls enter Hell, then the
temperature and pressure in Hell will increase until all Hell breaks loose.

2. If Hell is expanding at a rate faster than the increase of souls in Hell, then the
temperature and pressure will drop until Hell freezes over.

So which is it?

If we accept the postulate given to me by Teresa during my Freshman year that, ” It will
be a cold day in Hell before I sleep with you”, and take into account the fact that I slept
with her last night, then number two must be true, and thus I am sure that Hell is
exothermic and has already frozen over. The corollary of this theory is that since Hell
has frozen over, it follows than it is not accepting any more souls and is therefore,
extinct………..leaving only Heaven, thereby proving the existence of a divine being which
explains why, last night, Teresa kept shouting ” Oh my God.”

THIS STUDENT RECEIVED AN A

Go Michigan!!

Hello, my dear friends. 🙂 Yes, it has been a long, long time since I last posted something on my blog here, but I have been busy, lazy, not interested in posting…pretty much any excuse you can think of…lol.

Well, today I have nothing really “newsworthy” to post, but I have received some emails over the past few months that I would like to share with the masses. And yes, they are all safe for work. 🙂

Well, without further ado…

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Emergency Weather Bulletin

This text is from a county emergency manager out in the western part of the Upper Peninsula of Michigan after a severe snow storm …

The Mining Journal, Marquette, MI

WEATHER BULLETIN

Up here in the Northern part of Michigan we just recovered from a Historic event — may I even say a “Weather Event” of “Biblical Proportions” — with a historic blizzard of up to 44″ inches of snow and winds to 90 MPH that broke trees in half, knocked down utility poles, stranded hundreds of motorists in lethal snow banks, closed ALL roads, isolated scores of communities and cut power to 10’s of thousands.

FYI:
Obama did not come.

FEMA did nothing.

No one howled for the government..

No one blamed the government.

No one even uttered an expletive on TV.

Jesse Jackson or Al Sharpton did not visit.

Our Mayor’s did not blame Obama or anyone else.

Our Governor did not blame Obama or anyone else either.

CNN, ABC, CBS, FOX, or NBC did not visit – or even report on this category 5 snow storm.

Nobody demanded $2,000 debit cards.

No one asked for a FEMA Trailer House.

No one looted.

Nobody – I mean Nobody demanded the government do something.

Nobody expected the government to do anything either.

No Larry King, No Bill O’Rielly, No Oprah, No Chris Mathews and No Geraldo Rivera.

No Shaun Penn, No Barbara Striesand, No Brad Pitt, No Hollywood types to be found.

Nope, we just melted the snow for water.

Sent out caravans of SUV’s to pluck people out of snow engulfed cars.

The truck drivers pulled people out of snow banks and didn’t ask for a penny.

Local restaurants made food, and the police and fire departments delivered it to the snow bound families..

Families took in the stranded people – total strangers.

We fired up wood stoves, broke out coal oil lanterns or Coleman lanterns.

We put on an extra layers of clothes because up here it is “Work or Die”.

We did not wait for some affirmative action government to get us out of a mess created by being immobilized by a welfare program that trades votes for ‘sittin at home’ checks.

Even though a  Category 5 blizzard of this scale is not usual, we know it can happen and how to deal with it ourselves.

I hope this gets passed on.

Maybe …..
SOME people will get the message ……
The world does Not owe you a living.

 

The Lord is my strength and my shield; My heart trusted in Him, and I am helped; therefore my heart greatly rejoices, and with my song I will praise Him.  Psalm 28:7   

 God is our strength and shield..  He’ll either shield us from trouble, or strengthen us in  it..