Hi! You might be here because you’ve heard I’m the new journalism adviser at Contra Costa College. If so, welcome, this open letter is for you!
If not, you’re welcome to stay and learn more about me. But you’re not the target audience.
Continue reading ““I Believe…” An Open Letter to my New Journalism Students”
I’ve been putting this off for a while.
Now, as any writer will tell you, this is normal. Writers
hate the writing process, and the easiest way to get a reporter to clean their
house is to assign a deadline. We procrastinate by nature, and we’ve all
convinced ourselves that we write better under the gun. Whether that’s true or
not is irrelevant: it’s a self-fulfilling prophecy. We don’t know if pressure
actually makes us better, and no writer has ever turned anything in early so we
could test it. I guess we’ll never know.
Continue reading “You’re not going to miss the Coliseum, Raider Nation; you’re going to miss the party”
(Ed. Note – A previous blog was about managing my coed softball team, and it was supposed to be part one. Then a lot of events happened, so it got delayed until now. Here’s part two:)
What makes a good leader?
This is something I have spent many hours thinking about.
What makes a good leader? I can tell you exactly the first time this thought crossed
my mind. Working at Lowe’s, in college.
Let’s start with a couple of hot takes:
Continue reading “What does it mean to be a leader? (the second part of Spring Break dispatches)”
Baseball is doomed.
Utterly, hopelessly doomed.
I don’t remember the first time I realized it, but I’ve
known it for quite a few years. The end of professional baseball in the US is
near. I expect before the end of my lifetime, baseball will become America’s 4th
or 5th favorite sport – if it’s not there already.
Continue reading “The last of a dying breed: Baseball Fans”
For me, there is really only one reason to do anything in
this world. The same reason Sammy Sosa used when he was caught
with a corked bat in an MLB game in 2003.
“For the keeds,
man. For the keeds.”
His excuse was that he used a corked (and therefore illegal)
bat in batting practice to put on a show for the kids. Now, as someone who
loves batting practice and has seen Khris Davis put on a show at the Coliseum,
I don’t hate the excuse. Seriously, I saw Khris smash a suite window in batting
practice once, about 425 feet from home plate. It was amazing.
Continue reading “‘For the kids, man’; on the challenge of a new semester and why I teach”
The last thing the internet needs is another blowhard spitting hot takes. And yet – here I am! Why? Why am I writing a blog in 2017?
Continue reading “Way Too Many Words: An Introduction to my Blog”