Here are 3 easy golf tips that will immediately give you a better swing and improve your hitting! It did for me almost instantly once I got the feel of it.
I went from hitting maybe one fairway per round and not being able to hit my driver to hitting the vast majority of fairways off the tee while still enjoying the extra distance of using my driver. This is exciting stuff for a mid to high handicapper...so read on.
Golf Tip #1 - Be certain that you are taking the club back by turning your shoulders NOT picking up your hands.
By taking the club back in a "one piece" takeaway, which only means that your shoulders start the turn back and your arms, hands and thus club follow in one piece - by doing this you will automatically put the golf club on the proper swing plane. So long as you do not try to help the club do its job, you will be well down the path to a more solid swing and consistent hits with this tip alone.
Practice this in front of a mirror with or without a club, making sure that your head stays solidly in place and that your three body parts mentioned above go to at least parallel as one unit.
Golf Tip #2 - Don't overswing and swing easy. They engineer the clubs to do the hitting - getting the ball off the ground and a certain distance no matter how hard you swing. As a matter of fact, the harder you swing the less the club can do what it is supposed to do and you will sacrifice both distance and accuracy.
Just make a full shoulder turn and a good wrist cock then return the club from where it came from! When I say swing easy I do not mean decelerate on the downswing. What I do mean is find a good tempo and naturally accelerate through the ball on your downswing with a complete follow through.
Golf Tip #3 - Relax and enjoy the game. Tension in your golf swing is your biggest enemy. One of the tips that I have recently read is that once you get over your shot and are ready to swing....SMILE!! Believe it or not it works...it is extremely hard to be tensed up and smile at the same time.
These 3 simple tips have taken 5 to 10 of those "dumb" giveaway strokes off my game and it will yours too! Just get the swing thought in your mind of takeaway with the shoulders for a full turn, easy swing back through the ball to let the club do the work and relax! You will be excited to start see those shots going longer and straighter very soon!
Happy golfing.
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I went from hitting maybe one fairway per round and not being able to hit my driver to hitting the vast majority of fairways off the tee while still enjoying the extra distance of using my driver. This is exciting stuff for a mid to high handicapper...so read on.
Golf Tip #1 - Be certain that you are taking the club back by turning your shoulders NOT picking up your hands.
By taking the club back in a "one piece" takeaway, which only means that your shoulders start the turn back and your arms, hands and thus club follow in one piece - by doing this you will automatically put the golf club on the proper swing plane. So long as you do not try to help the club do its job, you will be well down the path to a more solid swing and consistent hits with this tip alone.
Practice this in front of a mirror with or without a club, making sure that your head stays solidly in place and that your three body parts mentioned above go to at least parallel as one unit.
Golf Tip #2 - Don't overswing and swing easy. They engineer the clubs to do the hitting - getting the ball off the ground and a certain distance no matter how hard you swing. As a matter of fact, the harder you swing the less the club can do what it is supposed to do and you will sacrifice both distance and accuracy.
Just make a full shoulder turn and a good wrist cock then return the club from where it came from! When I say swing easy I do not mean decelerate on the downswing. What I do mean is find a good tempo and naturally accelerate through the ball on your downswing with a complete follow through.
Golf Tip #3 - Relax and enjoy the game. Tension in your golf swing is your biggest enemy. One of the tips that I have recently read is that once you get over your shot and are ready to swing....SMILE!! Believe it or not it works...it is extremely hard to be tensed up and smile at the same time.
These 3 simple tips have taken 5 to 10 of those "dumb" giveaway strokes off my game and it will yours too! Just get the swing thought in your mind of takeaway with the shoulders for a full turn, easy swing back through the ball to let the club do the work and relax! You will be excited to start see those shots going longer and straighter very soon!
Happy golfing.
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Here are 3 easy golf tips that will immediately give you a better swing and improve your hitting! It did for me almost instantly once I got the feel of it.
I went from hitting maybe one fairway per round and not being able to hit my driver to hitting the vast majority of fairways off the tee while still enjoying the extra distance of using my driver. This is exciting stuff for a mid to high handicapper...so read on.
Golf Tip #1 - Be certain that you are taking the club back by turning your shoulders NOT picking up your hands.
By taking the club back in a "one piece" takeaway, which only means that your shoulders start the turn back and your arms, hands and thus club follow in one piece - by doing this you will automatically put the golf club on the proper swing plane. So long as you do not try to help the club do its job, you will be well down the path to a more solid swing and consistent hits with this tip alone.
Practice this in front of a mirror with or without a club, making sure that your head stays solidly in place and that your three body parts mentioned above go to at least parallel as one unit.
Golf Tip #2 - Don't overswing and swing easy. They engineer the clubs to do the hitting - getting the ball off the ground and a certain distance no matter how hard you swing. As a matter of fact, the harder you swing the less the club can do what it is supposed to do and you will sacrifice both distance and accuracy.
Just make a full shoulder turn and a good wrist cock then return the club from where it came from! When I say swing easy I do not mean decelerate on the downswing. What I do mean is find a good tempo and naturally accelerate through the ball on your downswing with a complete follow through.
Golf Tip #3 - Relax and enjoy the game. Tension in your golf swing is your biggest enemy. One of the tips that I have recently read is that once you get over your shot and are ready to swing....SMILE!! Believe it or not it works...it is extremely hard to be tensed up and smile at the same time.
These 3 simple tips have taken 5 to 10 of those "dumb" giveaway strokes off my game and it will yours too! Just get the swing thought in your mind of takeaway with the shoulders for a full turn, easy swing back through the ball to let the club do the work and relax! You will be excited to start see those shots going longer and straighter very soon!
Happy golfing.
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I went from hitting maybe one fairway per round and not being able to hit my driver to hitting the vast majority of fairways off the tee while still enjoying the extra distance of using my driver. This is exciting stuff for a mid to high handicapper...so read on.
Golf Tip #1 - Be certain that you are taking the club back by turning your shoulders NOT picking up your hands.
By taking the club back in a "one piece" takeaway, which only means that your shoulders start the turn back and your arms, hands and thus club follow in one piece - by doing this you will automatically put the golf club on the proper swing plane. So long as you do not try to help the club do its job, you will be well down the path to a more solid swing and consistent hits with this tip alone.
Practice this in front of a mirror with or without a club, making sure that your head stays solidly in place and that your three body parts mentioned above go to at least parallel as one unit.
Golf Tip #2 - Don't overswing and swing easy. They engineer the clubs to do the hitting - getting the ball off the ground and a certain distance no matter how hard you swing. As a matter of fact, the harder you swing the less the club can do what it is supposed to do and you will sacrifice both distance and accuracy.
Just make a full shoulder turn and a good wrist cock then return the club from where it came from! When I say swing easy I do not mean decelerate on the downswing. What I do mean is find a good tempo and naturally accelerate through the ball on your downswing with a complete follow through.
Golf Tip #3 - Relax and enjoy the game. Tension in your golf swing is your biggest enemy. One of the tips that I have recently read is that once you get over your shot and are ready to swing....SMILE!! Believe it or not it works...it is extremely hard to be tensed up and smile at the same time.
These 3 simple tips have taken 5 to 10 of those "dumb" giveaway strokes off my game and it will yours too! Just get the swing thought in your mind of takeaway with the shoulders for a full turn, easy swing back through the ball to let the club do the work and relax! You will be excited to start see those shots going longer and straighter very soon!
Happy golfing.
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Here are 3 easy golf tips that will immediately give you a better swing and improve your hitting! It did for me almost instantly once I got the feel of it.
I went from hitting maybe one fairway per round and not being able to hit my driver to hitting the vast majority of fairways off the tee while still enjoying the extra distance of using my driver. This is exciting stuff for a mid to high handicapper...so read on.
Golf Tip #1 - Be certain that you are taking the club back by turning your shoulders NOT picking up your hands.
By taking the club back in a "one piece" takeaway, which only means that your shoulders start the turn back and your arms, hands and thus club follow in one piece - by doing this you will automatically put the golf club on the proper swing plane. So long as you do not try to help the club do its job, you will be well down the path to a more solid swing and consistent hits with this tip alone.
Practice this in front of a mirror with or without a club, making sure that your head stays solidly in place and that your three body parts mentioned above go to at least parallel as one unit.
Golf Tip #2 - Don't overswing and swing easy. They engineer the clubs to do the hitting - getting the ball off the ground and a certain distance no matter how hard you swing. As a matter of fact, the harder you swing the less the club can do what it is supposed to do and you will sacrifice both distance and accuracy.
Just make a full shoulder turn and a good wrist cock then return the club from where it came from! When I say swing easy I do not mean decelerate on the downswing. What I do mean is find a good tempo and naturally accelerate through the ball on your downswing with a complete follow through.
Golf Tip #3 - Relax and enjoy the game. Tension in your golf swing is your biggest enemy. One of the tips that I have recently read is that once you get over your shot and are ready to swing....SMILE!! Believe it or not it works...it is extremely hard to be tensed up and smile at the same time.
These 3 simple tips have taken 5 to 10 of those "dumb" giveaway strokes off my game and it will yours too! Just get the swing thought in your mind of takeaway with the shoulders for a full turn, easy swing back through the ball to let the club do the work and relax! You will be excited to start see those shots going longer and straighter very soon!
Happy golfing.
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I went from hitting maybe one fairway per round and not being able to hit my driver to hitting the vast majority of fairways off the tee while still enjoying the extra distance of using my driver. This is exciting stuff for a mid to high handicapper...so read on.
Golf Tip #1 - Be certain that you are taking the club back by turning your shoulders NOT picking up your hands.
By taking the club back in a "one piece" takeaway, which only means that your shoulders start the turn back and your arms, hands and thus club follow in one piece - by doing this you will automatically put the golf club on the proper swing plane. So long as you do not try to help the club do its job, you will be well down the path to a more solid swing and consistent hits with this tip alone.
Practice this in front of a mirror with or without a club, making sure that your head stays solidly in place and that your three body parts mentioned above go to at least parallel as one unit.
Golf Tip #2 - Don't overswing and swing easy. They engineer the clubs to do the hitting - getting the ball off the ground and a certain distance no matter how hard you swing. As a matter of fact, the harder you swing the less the club can do what it is supposed to do and you will sacrifice both distance and accuracy.
Just make a full shoulder turn and a good wrist cock then return the club from where it came from! When I say swing easy I do not mean decelerate on the downswing. What I do mean is find a good tempo and naturally accelerate through the ball on your downswing with a complete follow through.
Golf Tip #3 - Relax and enjoy the game. Tension in your golf swing is your biggest enemy. One of the tips that I have recently read is that once you get over your shot and are ready to swing....SMILE!! Believe it or not it works...it is extremely hard to be tensed up and smile at the same time.
These 3 simple tips have taken 5 to 10 of those "dumb" giveaway strokes off my game and it will yours too! Just get the swing thought in your mind of takeaway with the shoulders for a full turn, easy swing back through the ball to let the club do the work and relax! You will be excited to start see those shots going longer and straighter very soon!
Happy golfing.
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Last time it was one talk about examinations too much. The pupil grabbed in his bag, uncovered a baseball bat, and started to beat up the headmaster with his torture tool.
The unlucky headmaster had to be brought to hospital. In his hospital bed he gave an interview with the Austrian broadcasting station, and again he mentioned the examinations the violent pupil has to do.
At the moment the 19-year-old pupil is sitting in prison for detention pending trial. Maybe there wont be any examinations for him in the next time.
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Programming Syndication One, and Gospel Superstar Candi Staton
Rickey Smiley and Yolanda Adams take home top honors at this years event DALLAS September 23, 2008 Syndication One and Radio One congratulate two of their newest radio personalities, Rickey Smiley and Yolanda Adams for earning top honors at this years RR Industry Achievement Awards, held last week at the Radio and Records Convention in Austin, Texas. Awards were handed out to Syndication One and Radio One programs, stations, and talent, but two of the events biggest honors went to Rickey Smiley for Urban Personality or Show of the Year and Yolanda Adams for Gospel Program or Show of the Year. "Both programs had an incredible year scoring lots of new affiliations and blockbuster ratings, says Gary Bernstein, president of programming, Syndication One. I expect continued growth in the next six months because of the strong foundation that has been built." Other honors for Syndication One and Radio One included: WERQ, Baltimore for Urban Station of the Year - markets 16-50 WWIN, Baltimore for Urban AC Station of the Year - markets 16-50 WPZE, Atlanta for Gospel Station of the Year - markets 1-50 Kathy Brown for Urban AC Operations Director or Program Director of the Year for WMMJ, Washington, DC Elroy Smith for Gospel Operations Manager or Program Director of the Year for WPPZ, Philadelphia CeCe McGhee for Gospel Music Director of the Year for WPPZ, Philadelphia Rickey Smiley, along with his cast and crew, have an unmatched combination of humor, compassion, creativity, and star power that has garnered high ratings from its program launch. Since then the morning show has increased its presence in the industry to be syndicated in more than 18 markets nationwide including top stations like KBFB-FM in Dallas, WHHL-FM in St. Louis, and WEDR-FM in Miami, with several new major market affiliations soon to be announced. Likewise, Grammy award winning gospel artist Yolanda Adams has developed an inviting morning show with a mix of praise and inspiration that launched on Houstons KROI Praise 92.1 FM and has grown in syndication to over 30 markets including New York, Philadelphia, Atlanta, Washington DC, Charlotte, Sacramento, St. Louis, Orlando, Cleveland, and Norfolk. "We have some of the best programmers, talent, and stations in radio today and I am glad that the industry feels the same way as I do, says Jay Stevens, Senior Vice President of Programming Content, Radio One. We are all very proud and humbled by these awards." The Radio and Records Achievement Awards were voted on by the industrys subscribers to the publication. For more information on Syndication One programming contact Melody Talkington at (972) 789-1058 or Gary Bernstein at (774) 293-0300.
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Rickey Smiley and Yolanda Adams take home top honors at this years event DALLAS September 23, 2008 Syndication One and Radio One congratulate two of their newest radio personalities, Rickey Smiley and Yolanda Adams for earning top honors at this years RR Industry Achievement Awards, held last week at the Radio and Records Convention in Austin, Texas. Awards were handed out to Syndication One and Radio One programs, stations, and talent, but two of the events biggest honors went to Rickey Smiley for Urban Personality or Show of the Year and Yolanda Adams for Gospel Program or Show of the Year. "Both programs had an incredible year scoring lots of new affiliations and blockbuster ratings, says Gary Bernstein, president of programming, Syndication One. I expect continued growth in the next six months because of the strong foundation that has been built." Other honors for Syndication One and Radio One included: WERQ, Baltimore for Urban Station of the Year - markets 16-50 WWIN, Baltimore for Urban AC Station of the Year - markets 16-50 WPZE, Atlanta for Gospel Station of the Year - markets 1-50 Kathy Brown for Urban AC Operations Director or Program Director of the Year for WMMJ, Washington, DC Elroy Smith for Gospel Operations Manager or Program Director of the Year for WPPZ, Philadelphia CeCe McGhee for Gospel Music Director of the Year for WPPZ, Philadelphia Rickey Smiley, along with his cast and crew, have an unmatched combination of humor, compassion, creativity, and star power that has garnered high ratings from its program launch. Since then the morning show has increased its presence in the industry to be syndicated in more than 18 markets nationwide including top stations like KBFB-FM in Dallas, WHHL-FM in St. Louis, and WEDR-FM in Miami, with several new major market affiliations soon to be announced. Likewise, Grammy award winning gospel artist Yolanda Adams has developed an inviting morning show with a mix of praise and inspiration that launched on Houstons KROI Praise 92.1 FM and has grown in syndication to over 30 markets including New York, Philadelphia, Atlanta, Washington DC, Charlotte, Sacramento, St. Louis, Orlando, Cleveland, and Norfolk. "We have some of the best programmers, talent, and stations in radio today and I am glad that the industry feels the same way as I do, says Jay Stevens, Senior Vice President of Programming Content, Radio One. We are all very proud and humbled by these awards." The Radio and Records Achievement Awards were voted on by the industrys subscribers to the publication. For more information on Syndication One programming contact Melody Talkington at (972) 789-1058 or Gary Bernstein at (774) 293-0300.
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All right, so some folks have asked me--why are my wife and I leaving in November, precisely? Why not March, when your lease officially ends, and you've had some time to bank away a little more green stuff?
Some reasons I've addressed in this very periodical. One is that it'd be nice to be back where my wife and I consider home in time for our first anniversary. We'd also like to be there for the holidays. In addition, my cousin is getting married, so it'll save us $800 in plane tickets for that. And also, we'd like to avoid driving cross-country during winter, especially since we'll be headed into areas where weather actually happens.
But there was another reason. A catalyst. A saga, in fact. I've been hesitant to put anything down, because it was honest-to-God traumatic, and on top of that...I just didn't want the people who read this blog to think that my wife and I are dirty people. We aren't. Far from it. My wife is practically a germaphobe, and I can't even start the day without a shower--I just don't feel right.
But, sufficient time has gone by that I think I can write about it all. Ready? Put down that steamed rice: this is some nasty shit.
At the very end of May, a strange smell enters our apartment. Rather, it enters the guest bathroom off the hallway. But it isn't a bathroom smell. Not an "I just spent the last six hours eating chili" smell, no. It isn't even a human smell. Actually, in my olfactory judgment, it is the smell of a dead rodent, or squirrel. Months ago, I wrote of a mystery creature that was constantly scrabbling about in the crawlspace between my ceiling and the rooftop. Well, on this warm May day, it seems that our mystery rodent has passed away in the ceiling area of our guest bathroom.
Gross, eh? Wait, it gets better. My wife and I complain about the smell to our complex's in-house maintenance. I've written about their effectiveness before, so it should be no surprise that after only three attempts at putting a work order in, they show up to clean things out. By this time, flies have started to accumulate in the light fixture in our rot-smelling bathroom.
So, my wife and I both happen to be out of the apartment when Maintenance shows. But they leave us a helpful note stating that the smell hasn't been coming from the ceiling at all, but from a clog in the bathroom sink drain(!), and they've fixed said clog. The smell has somewhat dissipated, I have to admit--but there are still more flies, live and dead, in the light fixture, casting eerie beams (or anti-beams) of shadow. So we put in another work order, because we're "not supposed to fix anything ourselves" in this fucking place.
Maintenance shows again, and does some caulking inside the light fixture. I had noticed that around the outside of the light fixture's frame, there was a gap between it and the ceiling. So I ask that Maintenance caulk it as well, to prevent any flies potentially escaping into the apartment, but Maintenance basically says, "That won't happen," and does nothing. And you know what? Maintenance is right. No flies ever do crawl out of that crevice between the frame and the ceiling.
Instead, two days later, MAGGOTS begin to fall to the floor out of the edge of the light fixture. Yes. MAGGOTS, falling to the floor. You ever want to know what the sound of a maggot falling seven feet to the linoleum is like? It sounds exactly like the drip of a shower that hasn't quite been turned off. A faint, wet sound--here, lick your lips a whole bunch, get 'em good and wet, and go "peh", "peh".
Fortunately, my wife and I catch this relatively early, so only one of them even makes it beyond the bathroom threshold, and even then, only a foot onto the carpet. So I kneel down to kill it.
At which point I notice, that maggot is awfully hard to see on the carpet. Why? Because OUR CARPET IS MAGGOT COLORED!! Maybe they don't call it that in the catalog...but maggots blend right the fuck in. And I tell you what: you haven't lived until you've crawled inch by inch through your apartment, sweeping for stray maggots.
After a few hours, I'm satisfied that the maggot infestation has been limited to the bathroom--they're crawling through no other vents, and the line of bleach I've left along the doorway has ensured that they are not exiting the bathroom.
But in the bathroom, they are everywhere. So while my wife and I wait for maintenance to come again, I get to killing. SQUISH, SPLAT, POP--that's the soundtrack of the wee-hours. And why not? I can't sleep. I can't feel so much as a breeze ruffling the hairs on my arm without leaping and clinging to the ceiling like some deranged cat-person.
All told, I murder about 50 maggots myself, before Maintenance saunters on over. I tell the maintenance dude the problem, but inexplicably, rather than caulk the ceiling area I say the maggots are coming from, he chooses a different marching song. The maintenance guy caulks all along the edge of the bathroom floor, where the vinyl floor runners meet the tile. This illustrates Maintenance's general operations perfectly. I say caulk the ceiling, they caulk the floor. Fucking awesome.
Needless to say, this rocket scientist's floor caulking stratagem does not solve the maggots-in-the-ceiling problem. They keep on coming, and I have to keep on killing. At this point, I've taken a pickle jar, half-filled it with bleach, and started putting my kills in it, for evidence.
Once it starts to look like a mass grave in there, I decide it's time to pay the front office a personal visit.
The front office is obsequious when confronted. They promise to send Terminex to come and deal with the problem, first thing in the morning. They also promise to send the maintenance manager, the big cheese, Tom, along with him. All I have to do is seal the bathroom up, using a towel to plug the gap under the door. This I do, after performing last rites on the towel, and dousing it with Holy Bleach.
The Terminex guy swings by around noon the next day--alone, of course. We open the door...and get hit with a fucking wall of stink. It seems that I have been right all along about the rodent...as if the fucking fly larvae hadn't been enough confirmation. The Terminex guy vindicates my initial assessment, saying (and I'll never forget the wording), "Yes, I can smell the death up there." Unfortunately, though, he is a simple bug man, not a vermin man, and there is nothing he can do.*
Later that day, Maintenance Tom finally comes to visit. I should note that he only showed up after I marched down to the front office and threatened to call the Health Department. Tom finally has the ceiling sealed by a lackey, like I had asked days ago. Wait, you might ask--they don't remove the rotting corpse in your ceiling? No! Of course they don't. Due to asbestos particles that are embedded in my apartment building's construction materials, Tom refuses to cut the ceiling and remove the animal. So it's still up there, presumably along with an army of well-fed maggots.
On top of that grotesque-itude, Maintenance Tom acts a real condescending prick about the whole ordeal. He warns me about the dangers of using bleach near the carpet like I have. It might burn the carpet, he says--or clean it, god forbid! Townie-sounding fucker goes out of his way to comment how Maintenance has done the right thing in each visit they've made to our place. And he makes certain that I feel like I'm the asshole for wanting a maggot-free apartment.
Finally, for a final punch in the taint, Maintenance Tom offers me a $75 reduction of my rent for next month, "for my trouble". This, after my wife and I have lost entire nights of sleep, and I've lost hours of work time, due to time wasted fighting a costly War on Maggot Terror.
It was the $75 that got me the most. I tried to swallow that down--the idea that $75 for a week of my time--but I couldn't. The end result is that I decide to have one final firm talk with the front office. I go in and inform them that me and my wife are leaving the community, and we are not waiting for our lease to run out. I made my case quietly, but firmly, making no threats, but several promises. I won't recount everything that was said, because the results speak for themselves.
When I leave the front office, I still have that $75 off of our rent. But I also have a promise, in writing, that my wife and I will not be charged the customary penalty for breaking the lease early. The lease-break penalty for our apartment, by the way, stands at $1875.
...Anyway, so that's why we're leaving, more or less.
* Incidentally, the Terminex guy did give me a bit of information about how the Maintenance people handled the vermin that apparently frequent our rooftops. You see, the ventilation on each roof is uncovered. So, to prevent rats, mice and squirrels (Oh My!) from crawling in, the Maintenance people didn't put screens on the vents...no! They put "baits" out. "Baits" are rodent delicacies that are chock-full of poison. So, rodents eat them, they crawl off and die. Problem solved, right? Well, not if they eat them, crawl into the vent and die! I wonder if that might have something to do with the Maggot Predicament of 2008.
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Some reasons I've addressed in this very periodical. One is that it'd be nice to be back where my wife and I consider home in time for our first anniversary. We'd also like to be there for the holidays. In addition, my cousin is getting married, so it'll save us $800 in plane tickets for that. And also, we'd like to avoid driving cross-country during winter, especially since we'll be headed into areas where weather actually happens.
But there was another reason. A catalyst. A saga, in fact. I've been hesitant to put anything down, because it was honest-to-God traumatic, and on top of that...I just didn't want the people who read this blog to think that my wife and I are dirty people. We aren't. Far from it. My wife is practically a germaphobe, and I can't even start the day without a shower--I just don't feel right.
But, sufficient time has gone by that I think I can write about it all. Ready? Put down that steamed rice: this is some nasty shit.
At the very end of May, a strange smell enters our apartment. Rather, it enters the guest bathroom off the hallway. But it isn't a bathroom smell. Not an "I just spent the last six hours eating chili" smell, no. It isn't even a human smell. Actually, in my olfactory judgment, it is the smell of a dead rodent, or squirrel. Months ago, I wrote of a mystery creature that was constantly scrabbling about in the crawlspace between my ceiling and the rooftop. Well, on this warm May day, it seems that our mystery rodent has passed away in the ceiling area of our guest bathroom.
Gross, eh? Wait, it gets better. My wife and I complain about the smell to our complex's in-house maintenance. I've written about their effectiveness before, so it should be no surprise that after only three attempts at putting a work order in, they show up to clean things out. By this time, flies have started to accumulate in the light fixture in our rot-smelling bathroom.
So, my wife and I both happen to be out of the apartment when Maintenance shows. But they leave us a helpful note stating that the smell hasn't been coming from the ceiling at all, but from a clog in the bathroom sink drain(!), and they've fixed said clog. The smell has somewhat dissipated, I have to admit--but there are still more flies, live and dead, in the light fixture, casting eerie beams (or anti-beams) of shadow. So we put in another work order, because we're "not supposed to fix anything ourselves" in this fucking place.
Maintenance shows again, and does some caulking inside the light fixture. I had noticed that around the outside of the light fixture's frame, there was a gap between it and the ceiling. So I ask that Maintenance caulk it as well, to prevent any flies potentially escaping into the apartment, but Maintenance basically says, "That won't happen," and does nothing. And you know what? Maintenance is right. No flies ever do crawl out of that crevice between the frame and the ceiling.
Instead, two days later, MAGGOTS begin to fall to the floor out of the edge of the light fixture. Yes. MAGGOTS, falling to the floor. You ever want to know what the sound of a maggot falling seven feet to the linoleum is like? It sounds exactly like the drip of a shower that hasn't quite been turned off. A faint, wet sound--here, lick your lips a whole bunch, get 'em good and wet, and go "peh", "peh".
Fortunately, my wife and I catch this relatively early, so only one of them even makes it beyond the bathroom threshold, and even then, only a foot onto the carpet. So I kneel down to kill it.
At which point I notice, that maggot is awfully hard to see on the carpet. Why? Because OUR CARPET IS MAGGOT COLORED!! Maybe they don't call it that in the catalog...but maggots blend right the fuck in. And I tell you what: you haven't lived until you've crawled inch by inch through your apartment, sweeping for stray maggots.
After a few hours, I'm satisfied that the maggot infestation has been limited to the bathroom--they're crawling through no other vents, and the line of bleach I've left along the doorway has ensured that they are not exiting the bathroom.
But in the bathroom, they are everywhere. So while my wife and I wait for maintenance to come again, I get to killing. SQUISH, SPLAT, POP--that's the soundtrack of the wee-hours. And why not? I can't sleep. I can't feel so much as a breeze ruffling the hairs on my arm without leaping and clinging to the ceiling like some deranged cat-person.
All told, I murder about 50 maggots myself, before Maintenance saunters on over. I tell the maintenance dude the problem, but inexplicably, rather than caulk the ceiling area I say the maggots are coming from, he chooses a different marching song. The maintenance guy caulks all along the edge of the bathroom floor, where the vinyl floor runners meet the tile. This illustrates Maintenance's general operations perfectly. I say caulk the ceiling, they caulk the floor. Fucking awesome.
Needless to say, this rocket scientist's floor caulking stratagem does not solve the maggots-in-the-ceiling problem. They keep on coming, and I have to keep on killing. At this point, I've taken a pickle jar, half-filled it with bleach, and started putting my kills in it, for evidence.
Once it starts to look like a mass grave in there, I decide it's time to pay the front office a personal visit.
The front office is obsequious when confronted. They promise to send Terminex to come and deal with the problem, first thing in the morning. They also promise to send the maintenance manager, the big cheese, Tom, along with him. All I have to do is seal the bathroom up, using a towel to plug the gap under the door. This I do, after performing last rites on the towel, and dousing it with Holy Bleach.
The Terminex guy swings by around noon the next day--alone, of course. We open the door...and get hit with a fucking wall of stink. It seems that I have been right all along about the rodent...as if the fucking fly larvae hadn't been enough confirmation. The Terminex guy vindicates my initial assessment, saying (and I'll never forget the wording), "Yes, I can smell the death up there." Unfortunately, though, he is a simple bug man, not a vermin man, and there is nothing he can do.*
Later that day, Maintenance Tom finally comes to visit. I should note that he only showed up after I marched down to the front office and threatened to call the Health Department. Tom finally has the ceiling sealed by a lackey, like I had asked days ago. Wait, you might ask--they don't remove the rotting corpse in your ceiling? No! Of course they don't. Due to asbestos particles that are embedded in my apartment building's construction materials, Tom refuses to cut the ceiling and remove the animal. So it's still up there, presumably along with an army of well-fed maggots.
On top of that grotesque-itude, Maintenance Tom acts a real condescending prick about the whole ordeal. He warns me about the dangers of using bleach near the carpet like I have. It might burn the carpet, he says--or clean it, god forbid! Townie-sounding fucker goes out of his way to comment how Maintenance has done the right thing in each visit they've made to our place. And he makes certain that I feel like I'm the asshole for wanting a maggot-free apartment.
Finally, for a final punch in the taint, Maintenance Tom offers me a $75 reduction of my rent for next month, "for my trouble". This, after my wife and I have lost entire nights of sleep, and I've lost hours of work time, due to time wasted fighting a costly War on Maggot Terror.
It was the $75 that got me the most. I tried to swallow that down--the idea that $75 for a week of my time--but I couldn't. The end result is that I decide to have one final firm talk with the front office. I go in and inform them that me and my wife are leaving the community, and we are not waiting for our lease to run out. I made my case quietly, but firmly, making no threats, but several promises. I won't recount everything that was said, because the results speak for themselves.
When I leave the front office, I still have that $75 off of our rent. But I also have a promise, in writing, that my wife and I will not be charged the customary penalty for breaking the lease early. The lease-break penalty for our apartment, by the way, stands at $1875.
...Anyway, so that's why we're leaving, more or less.
* Incidentally, the Terminex guy did give me a bit of information about how the Maintenance people handled the vermin that apparently frequent our rooftops. You see, the ventilation on each roof is uncovered. So, to prevent rats, mice and squirrels (Oh My!) from crawling in, the Maintenance people didn't put screens on the vents...no! They put "baits" out. "Baits" are rodent delicacies that are chock-full of poison. So, rodents eat them, they crawl off and die. Problem solved, right? Well, not if they eat them, crawl into the vent and die! I wonder if that might have something to do with the Maggot Predicament of 2008.
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All right, so some folks have asked me--why are my wife and I leaving in November, precisely? Why not March, when your lease officially ends, and you've had some time to bank away a little more green stuff?
Some reasons I've addressed in this very periodical. One is that it'd be nice to be back where my wife and I consider home in time for our first anniversary. We'd also like to be there for the holidays. In addition, my cousin is getting married, so it'll save us $800 in plane tickets for that. And also, we'd like to avoid driving cross-country during winter, especially since we'll be headed into areas where weather actually happens.
But there was another reason. A catalyst. A saga, in fact. I've been hesitant to put anything down, because it was honest-to-God traumatic, and on top of that...I just didn't want the people who read this blog to think that my wife and I are dirty people. We aren't. Far from it. My wife is practically a germaphobe, and I can't even start the day without a shower--I just don't feel right.
But, sufficient time has gone by that I think I can write about it all. Ready? Put down that steamed rice: this is some nasty shit.
At the very end of May, a strange smell enters our apartment. Rather, it enters the guest bathroom off the hallway. But it isn't a bathroom smell. Not an "I just spent the last six hours eating chili" smell, no. It isn't even a human smell. Actually, in my olfactory judgment, it is the smell of a dead rodent, or squirrel. Months ago, I wrote of a mystery creature that was constantly scrabbling about in the crawlspace between my ceiling and the rooftop. Well, on this warm May day, it seems that our mystery rodent has passed away in the ceiling area of our guest bathroom.
Gross, eh? Wait, it gets better. My wife and I complain about the smell to our complex's in-house maintenance. I've written about their effectiveness before, so it should be no surprise that after only three attempts at putting a work order in, they show up to clean things out. By this time, flies have started to accumulate in the light fixture in our rot-smelling bathroom.
So, my wife and I both happen to be out of the apartment when Maintenance shows. But they leave us a helpful note stating that the smell hasn't been coming from the ceiling at all, but from a clog in the bathroom sink drain(!), and they've fixed said clog. The smell has somewhat dissipated, I have to admit--but there are still more flies, live and dead, in the light fixture, casting eerie beams (or anti-beams) of shadow. So we put in another work order, because we're "not supposed to fix anything ourselves" in this fucking place.
Maintenance shows again, and does some caulking inside the light fixture. I had noticed that around the outside of the light fixture's frame, there was a gap between it and the ceiling. So I ask that Maintenance caulk it as well, to prevent any flies potentially escaping into the apartment, but Maintenance basically says, "That won't happen," and does nothing. And you know what? Maintenance is right. No flies ever do crawl out of that crevice between the frame and the ceiling.
Instead, two days later, MAGGOTS begin to fall to the floor out of the edge of the light fixture. Yes. MAGGOTS, falling to the floor. You ever want to know what the sound of a maggot falling seven feet to the linoleum is like? It sounds exactly like the drip of a shower that hasn't quite been turned off. A faint, wet sound--here, lick your lips a whole bunch, get 'em good and wet, and go "peh", "peh".
Fortunately, my wife and I catch this relatively early, so only one of them even makes it beyond the bathroom threshold, and even then, only a foot onto the carpet. So I kneel down to kill it.
At which point I notice, that maggot is awfully hard to see on the carpet. Why? Because OUR CARPET IS MAGGOT COLORED!! Maybe they don't call it that in the catalog...but maggots blend right the fuck in. And I tell you what: you haven't lived until you've crawled inch by inch through your apartment, sweeping for stray maggots.
After a few hours, I'm satisfied that the maggot infestation has been limited to the bathroom--they're crawling through no other vents, and the line of bleach I've left along the doorway has ensured that they are not exiting the bathroom.
But in the bathroom, they are everywhere. So while my wife and I wait for maintenance to come again, I get to killing. SQUISH, SPLAT, POP--that's the soundtrack of the wee-hours. And why not? I can't sleep. I can't feel so much as a breeze ruffling the hairs on my arm without leaping and clinging to the ceiling like some deranged cat-person.
All told, I murder about 50 maggots myself, before Maintenance saunters on over. I tell the maintenance dude the problem, but inexplicably, rather than caulk the ceiling area I say the maggots are coming from, he chooses a different marching song. The maintenance guy caulks all along the edge of the bathroom floor, where the vinyl floor runners meet the tile. This illustrates Maintenance's general operations perfectly. I say caulk the ceiling, they caulk the floor. Fucking awesome.
Needless to say, this rocket scientist's floor caulking stratagem does not solve the maggots-in-the-ceiling problem. They keep on coming, and I have to keep on killing. At this point, I've taken a pickle jar, half-filled it with bleach, and started putting my kills in it, for evidence.
Once it starts to look like a mass grave in there, I decide it's time to pay the front office a personal visit.
The front office is obsequious when confronted. They promise to send Terminex to come and deal with the problem, first thing in the morning. They also promise to send the maintenance manager, the big cheese, Tom, along with him. All I have to do is seal the bathroom up, using a towel to plug the gap under the door. This I do, after performing last rites on the towel, and dousing it with Holy Bleach.
The Terminex guy swings by around noon the next day--alone, of course. We open the door...and get hit with a fucking wall of stink. It seems that I have been right all along about the rodent...as if the fucking fly larvae hadn't been enough confirmation. The Terminex guy vindicates my initial assessment, saying (and I'll never forget the wording), "Yes, I can smell the death up there." Unfortunately, though, he is a simple bug man, not a vermin man, and there is nothing he can do.*
Later that day, Maintenance Tom finally comes to visit. I should note that he only showed up after I marched down to the front office and threatened to call the Health Department. Tom finally has the ceiling sealed by a lackey, like I had asked days ago. Wait, you might ask--they don't remove the rotting corpse in your ceiling? No! Of course they don't. Due to asbestos particles that are embedded in my apartment building's construction materials, Tom refuses to cut the ceiling and remove the animal. So it's still up there, presumably along with an army of well-fed maggots.
On top of that grotesque-itude, Maintenance Tom acts a real condescending prick about the whole ordeal. He warns me about the dangers of using bleach near the carpet like I have. It might burn the carpet, he says--or clean it, god forbid! Townie-sounding fucker goes out of his way to comment how Maintenance has done the right thing in each visit they've made to our place. And he makes certain that I feel like I'm the asshole for wanting a maggot-free apartment.
Finally, for a final punch in the taint, Maintenance Tom offers me a $75 reduction of my rent for next month, "for my trouble". This, after my wife and I have lost entire nights of sleep, and I've lost hours of work time, due to time wasted fighting a costly War on Maggot Terror.
It was the $75 that got me the most. I tried to swallow that down--the idea that $75 for a week of my time--but I couldn't. The end result is that I decide to have one final firm talk with the front office. I go in and inform them that me and my wife are leaving the community, and we are not waiting for our lease to run out. I made my case quietly, but firmly, making no threats, but several promises. I won't recount everything that was said, because the results speak for themselves.
When I leave the front office, I still have that $75 off of our rent. But I also have a promise, in writing, that my wife and I will not be charged the customary penalty for breaking the lease early. The lease-break penalty for our apartment, by the way, stands at $1875.
...Anyway, so that's why we're leaving, more or less.
* Incidentally, the Terminex guy did give me a bit of information about how the Maintenance people handled the vermin that apparently frequent our rooftops. You see, the ventilation on each roof is uncovered. So, to prevent rats, mice and squirrels (Oh My!) from crawling in, the Maintenance people didn't put screens on the vents...no! They put "baits" out. "Baits" are rodent delicacies that are chock-full of poison. So, rodents eat them, they crawl off and die. Problem solved, right? Well, not if they eat them, crawl into the vent and die! I wonder if that might have something to do with the Maggot Predicament of 2008.
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Some reasons I've addressed in this very periodical. One is that it'd be nice to be back where my wife and I consider home in time for our first anniversary. We'd also like to be there for the holidays. In addition, my cousin is getting married, so it'll save us $800 in plane tickets for that. And also, we'd like to avoid driving cross-country during winter, especially since we'll be headed into areas where weather actually happens.
But there was another reason. A catalyst. A saga, in fact. I've been hesitant to put anything down, because it was honest-to-God traumatic, and on top of that...I just didn't want the people who read this blog to think that my wife and I are dirty people. We aren't. Far from it. My wife is practically a germaphobe, and I can't even start the day without a shower--I just don't feel right.
But, sufficient time has gone by that I think I can write about it all. Ready? Put down that steamed rice: this is some nasty shit.
At the very end of May, a strange smell enters our apartment. Rather, it enters the guest bathroom off the hallway. But it isn't a bathroom smell. Not an "I just spent the last six hours eating chili" smell, no. It isn't even a human smell. Actually, in my olfactory judgment, it is the smell of a dead rodent, or squirrel. Months ago, I wrote of a mystery creature that was constantly scrabbling about in the crawlspace between my ceiling and the rooftop. Well, on this warm May day, it seems that our mystery rodent has passed away in the ceiling area of our guest bathroom.
Gross, eh? Wait, it gets better. My wife and I complain about the smell to our complex's in-house maintenance. I've written about their effectiveness before, so it should be no surprise that after only three attempts at putting a work order in, they show up to clean things out. By this time, flies have started to accumulate in the light fixture in our rot-smelling bathroom.
So, my wife and I both happen to be out of the apartment when Maintenance shows. But they leave us a helpful note stating that the smell hasn't been coming from the ceiling at all, but from a clog in the bathroom sink drain(!), and they've fixed said clog. The smell has somewhat dissipated, I have to admit--but there are still more flies, live and dead, in the light fixture, casting eerie beams (or anti-beams) of shadow. So we put in another work order, because we're "not supposed to fix anything ourselves" in this fucking place.
Maintenance shows again, and does some caulking inside the light fixture. I had noticed that around the outside of the light fixture's frame, there was a gap between it and the ceiling. So I ask that Maintenance caulk it as well, to prevent any flies potentially escaping into the apartment, but Maintenance basically says, "That won't happen," and does nothing. And you know what? Maintenance is right. No flies ever do crawl out of that crevice between the frame and the ceiling.
Instead, two days later, MAGGOTS begin to fall to the floor out of the edge of the light fixture. Yes. MAGGOTS, falling to the floor. You ever want to know what the sound of a maggot falling seven feet to the linoleum is like? It sounds exactly like the drip of a shower that hasn't quite been turned off. A faint, wet sound--here, lick your lips a whole bunch, get 'em good and wet, and go "peh", "peh".
Fortunately, my wife and I catch this relatively early, so only one of them even makes it beyond the bathroom threshold, and even then, only a foot onto the carpet. So I kneel down to kill it.
At which point I notice, that maggot is awfully hard to see on the carpet. Why? Because OUR CARPET IS MAGGOT COLORED!! Maybe they don't call it that in the catalog...but maggots blend right the fuck in. And I tell you what: you haven't lived until you've crawled inch by inch through your apartment, sweeping for stray maggots.
After a few hours, I'm satisfied that the maggot infestation has been limited to the bathroom--they're crawling through no other vents, and the line of bleach I've left along the doorway has ensured that they are not exiting the bathroom.
But in the bathroom, they are everywhere. So while my wife and I wait for maintenance to come again, I get to killing. SQUISH, SPLAT, POP--that's the soundtrack of the wee-hours. And why not? I can't sleep. I can't feel so much as a breeze ruffling the hairs on my arm without leaping and clinging to the ceiling like some deranged cat-person.
All told, I murder about 50 maggots myself, before Maintenance saunters on over. I tell the maintenance dude the problem, but inexplicably, rather than caulk the ceiling area I say the maggots are coming from, he chooses a different marching song. The maintenance guy caulks all along the edge of the bathroom floor, where the vinyl floor runners meet the tile. This illustrates Maintenance's general operations perfectly. I say caulk the ceiling, they caulk the floor. Fucking awesome.
Needless to say, this rocket scientist's floor caulking stratagem does not solve the maggots-in-the-ceiling problem. They keep on coming, and I have to keep on killing. At this point, I've taken a pickle jar, half-filled it with bleach, and started putting my kills in it, for evidence.
Once it starts to look like a mass grave in there, I decide it's time to pay the front office a personal visit.
The front office is obsequious when confronted. They promise to send Terminex to come and deal with the problem, first thing in the morning. They also promise to send the maintenance manager, the big cheese, Tom, along with him. All I have to do is seal the bathroom up, using a towel to plug the gap under the door. This I do, after performing last rites on the towel, and dousing it with Holy Bleach.
The Terminex guy swings by around noon the next day--alone, of course. We open the door...and get hit with a fucking wall of stink. It seems that I have been right all along about the rodent...as if the fucking fly larvae hadn't been enough confirmation. The Terminex guy vindicates my initial assessment, saying (and I'll never forget the wording), "Yes, I can smell the death up there." Unfortunately, though, he is a simple bug man, not a vermin man, and there is nothing he can do.*
Later that day, Maintenance Tom finally comes to visit. I should note that he only showed up after I marched down to the front office and threatened to call the Health Department. Tom finally has the ceiling sealed by a lackey, like I had asked days ago. Wait, you might ask--they don't remove the rotting corpse in your ceiling? No! Of course they don't. Due to asbestos particles that are embedded in my apartment building's construction materials, Tom refuses to cut the ceiling and remove the animal. So it's still up there, presumably along with an army of well-fed maggots.
On top of that grotesque-itude, Maintenance Tom acts a real condescending prick about the whole ordeal. He warns me about the dangers of using bleach near the carpet like I have. It might burn the carpet, he says--or clean it, god forbid! Townie-sounding fucker goes out of his way to comment how Maintenance has done the right thing in each visit they've made to our place. And he makes certain that I feel like I'm the asshole for wanting a maggot-free apartment.
Finally, for a final punch in the taint, Maintenance Tom offers me a $75 reduction of my rent for next month, "for my trouble". This, after my wife and I have lost entire nights of sleep, and I've lost hours of work time, due to time wasted fighting a costly War on Maggot Terror.
It was the $75 that got me the most. I tried to swallow that down--the idea that $75 for a week of my time--but I couldn't. The end result is that I decide to have one final firm talk with the front office. I go in and inform them that me and my wife are leaving the community, and we are not waiting for our lease to run out. I made my case quietly, but firmly, making no threats, but several promises. I won't recount everything that was said, because the results speak for themselves.
When I leave the front office, I still have that $75 off of our rent. But I also have a promise, in writing, that my wife and I will not be charged the customary penalty for breaking the lease early. The lease-break penalty for our apartment, by the way, stands at $1875.
...Anyway, so that's why we're leaving, more or less.
* Incidentally, the Terminex guy did give me a bit of information about how the Maintenance people handled the vermin that apparently frequent our rooftops. You see, the ventilation on each roof is uncovered. So, to prevent rats, mice and squirrels (Oh My!) from crawling in, the Maintenance people didn't put screens on the vents...no! They put "baits" out. "Baits" are rodent delicacies that are chock-full of poison. So, rodents eat them, they crawl off and die. Problem solved, right? Well, not if they eat them, crawl into the vent and die! I wonder if that might have something to do with the Maggot Predicament of 2008.
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As I watched the video clip that Sacha and his friends made while French Husband and I were away at a housewarming party, I realized one important factor... When you leave your home to a group of teen age boys high ontestosterone, you never can be sure what you will find when you return.
The video showed them acting as a gang fighting over pizza. Visual abaseball bat swinging wildly as they ran around the kitchen pretending to be angry over the last piece.
Boys are boys no matter what country they live in...Mothers and Fathers are the same too.
Nothing broke,the boys had a good time, and the last piece of pizza devoured.
After watching the video on Sachas cell phone, he apologized, Mom, looking at this video I realize how close we came to breaking something... I cannot believe we didnt! I am really sorry, I didnt think what we were doing waswrong until I saw the video!
I told him his angel was working overtime
All of thisbecause Kimberly asked:
Corey, I have 3 boys almost all teenagers. I have heard you mention that you do not have tv. I am wondering what the kids typically do in their free time. Football takes up most of ours.
More questions answered about France throughout the week.
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We receive many questions from sports teams and athlete training centers regarding social media and so, are launching a series on social media. We will share the many lessons we've learned through hard knocks and will also bring in subject matter experts, such as Geoff Livingston.
Our focus is on the teams, coaches, training centers and athletes who look at technology as a competitive tool. In this case, how to use social media to start and maintain a with fans, athletes and other stakeholders related to the sports organization or facility.
First, an online community is an interactive group of people joined together by a common interest. It's also one of the most powerful tools a sports team or training center can deploy to retain fans, develop word of mouth buzz and gain customer insight. To host a successful community, think of it as you would product development: Start by focusing on objectives, chart a road map, and absolutely plan to be flexible. Then build your success by launching the community with the backing of your most enthusiastic fans or athlete customers and staying engaged as the community grows. Above all, remember that control is in the hands of the members, so put their needs first, build trust, and become an active part of the community.
Next, another primary benefit of social media is its ability to build relationships and communities between individuals who share interests and who would not be brought together otherwise except for those interests. If you play the role of bringing people together around a team, training service or sports interest, social media becomes a powerful way to increase your credibility and provide a unique service.
2 Easy ways to get started with social media
1. Develop a social media strategy YESTERDAY. Deciding to put together a social media strategy is like deciding to have the sex talk with your kids. Either you can be the one to explain, or you can leave it to TV, their friends – or the internet. Social media is here and many, many organizations are leveraging this method of communication. But it’s wise to learn and make decisions about how to use it so it doesn’t use you.
2. Choose the critical few social media applications. Over the course of this series we will identify and highlight the many forms of social media. No one says you have to use every single social media application that’s out there. Choose a few and choose carefully. Ask yourself: Who is my ideal customer? What is important to our fans? What's important to our athletes? And which tool will help them connect with our sports organization in an easy and relevant way?
One bit of warning. This is not easy. It takes time and a solid commitment, but it's worth it and becomes a great opportunity to become a part of the .
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Our focus is on the teams, coaches, training centers and athletes who look at technology as a competitive tool. In this case, how to use social media to start and maintain a with fans, athletes and other stakeholders related to the sports organization or facility.
First, an online community is an interactive group of people joined together by a common interest. It's also one of the most powerful tools a sports team or training center can deploy to retain fans, develop word of mouth buzz and gain customer insight. To host a successful community, think of it as you would product development: Start by focusing on objectives, chart a road map, and absolutely plan to be flexible. Then build your success by launching the community with the backing of your most enthusiastic fans or athlete customers and staying engaged as the community grows. Above all, remember that control is in the hands of the members, so put their needs first, build trust, and become an active part of the community.
Next, another primary benefit of social media is its ability to build relationships and communities between individuals who share interests and who would not be brought together otherwise except for those interests. If you play the role of bringing people together around a team, training service or sports interest, social media becomes a powerful way to increase your credibility and provide a unique service.
2 Easy ways to get started with social media
1. Develop a social media strategy YESTERDAY. Deciding to put together a social media strategy is like deciding to have the sex talk with your kids. Either you can be the one to explain, or you can leave it to TV, their friends – or the internet. Social media is here and many, many organizations are leveraging this method of communication. But it’s wise to learn and make decisions about how to use it so it doesn’t use you.
2. Choose the critical few social media applications. Over the course of this series we will identify and highlight the many forms of social media. No one says you have to use every single social media application that’s out there. Choose a few and choose carefully. Ask yourself: Who is my ideal customer? What is important to our fans? What's important to our athletes? And which tool will help them connect with our sports organization in an easy and relevant way?
One bit of warning. This is not easy. It takes time and a solid commitment, but it's worth it and becomes a great opportunity to become a part of the .
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What Advantages do Composite Bats have over Aluminum Bats? And are they worth the extra cost?
Composite bats do offer distinct advantages to aluminum bats but they will certainly have a shorter life as they can, and probably will, break. Theyre also much more susceptible to the cold. All bats warn you to not use them when the temperature is below 50 degrees. For aluminum bats its just a safety valve for the manufacturer. For composite bats its the real deal.
Heres the short version of the advantages composite bats offer. For a detailed, in-depth analysis click here Baseball Bat Reviews.
- The Swing Weight is More Easily Controlled: The closer the bats balance point is to the handle; the easier it is to swing. Composite bats make it easier to shift mass around from barrel end to handle to control the location of the balance point and thus the swing weight.
- Bending Stiffness May Be Tuned: Higher bending stiffness means that the frequencies of the bending vibrations for the lowest bending mode fall into the range where the hands are most sensitive to vibration. Composite materials, however, give the manufacturer the option of lowering the bending stiffness of the bat, without changing any of the stiffness properties in the barrel which affect performance. This means that one might be able to design a bat which would better or sting less by adjusting the bending stiffness.
- Trampoline Effect May Be Tuned: Composite materials have a distinct advantage over aluminum in that they are anisotropic, which means that the elastic properties of a composite material are not the same in all directions. The stiffness in the longitudinal (along the length of the bat) and circumferential (around the barrel of the bat) directions can be modified pretty much independently of each other. This means that you can make the barrel of a composite bat soft while still maintaining the stiffness in the handle.
- Bending vibrations Are More Highly Damped: The damping rate dictates how quickly the amplitude of a vibrating object decays. The damping values for all-composite bats or bats with composite handles are at least twice as high as aluminum bats, and some composite bats have as nearly 10 times more damping than aluminum bats. This is partly why composite bats are advertised as having a more forgiving sweet spot.
- No Sound: Oddly enough kids have become so accustomed to hearing the ping their initial thought is this bat sounds like wood. Hence they think it has no pop. Dont be fooled. Plus the sound will remind the of their youth baseball days.
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Later, walking to the kitchen with the tray and now-congealed bean mass, I wondered, what genius pitchman turned reconstituted bean curd into an unbelievably popular food product? I wonder if it went something like this:
Food Taster: Why are they called refried beans?
Genius Pitchman: Well, we fried them. Then, just for added flavor, we RE-fried them.
Food Executive: Okaybut this looks like a bowl of diarrhea.
Genius Pitchman: I know, but trust me, itll move off shelves like Taco Bell through the large intestine. Try it.
Food Executive: It does taste better than it looks, but that just means it doesnt taste like poop. Actually, it doesnt taste like anything.
Genius Pitchman: Exactly. Well pair it with spicy food to give "balance" to the meal.
Food Executive: Whats wrong with bread?
Genius Pitchman: This is way cheaper. Plus, no wasted crust.
Food Executive: I don't know. Who else is carrying this?
Genius Pitchman: Mexico.
Food Executive: Sold.
Its probably similar to the story of how people were convinced to smoke tobacco or marijuana.
Im no barber-surgeon, but Ill bet its a bad idea to put dead leaves in my mouth and then light them on fire. Meh, Ill give it a whirl.
That makes me wonder how many leaves did they try to smoke before realizing only a few made them happy. Oak? Maple? Poison ivy? But the history of the world is loaded with one persons dumb idea that took the world by storm.
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Later, walking to the kitchen with the tray and now-congealed bean mass, I wondered, what genius pitchman turned reconstituted bean curd into an unbelievably popular food product? I wonder if it went something like this:
Food Taster: Why are they called refried beans?
Genius Pitchman: Well, we fried them. Then, just for added flavor, we RE-fried them.
Food Executive: Okaybut this looks like a bowl of diarrhea.
Genius Pitchman: I know, but trust me, itll move off shelves like Taco Bell through the large intestine. Try it.
Food Executive: It does taste better than it looks, but that just means it doesnt taste like poop. Actually, it doesnt taste like anything.
Genius Pitchman: Exactly. Well pair it with spicy food to give "balance" to the meal.
Food Executive: Whats wrong with bread?
Genius Pitchman: This is way cheaper. Plus, no wasted crust.
Food Executive: I don't know. Who else is carrying this?
Genius Pitchman: Mexico.
Food Executive: Sold.
Its probably similar to the story of how people were convinced to smoke tobacco or marijuana.
Im no barber-surgeon, but Ill bet its a bad idea to put dead leaves in my mouth and then light them on fire. Meh, Ill give it a whirl.
That makes me wonder how many leaves did they try to smoke before realizing only a few made them happy. Oak? Maple? Poison ivy? But the history of the world is loaded with one persons dumb idea that took the world by storm.
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METAL VS. WOOD
Every season there is a renewal of the debate regarding metal vs. wood bats: Which performs better on the field, which is safer for youth play, which is best to train with, etc. It is a subject for which there are many different opinions and answers depending on the specific topic.
Generally the discussion on metal vs. wood bats focuses on which is for youth play. Indeed, currently there are several pending lawsuits against both manufacturers and baseball organizations concerning some rare traumatic injuries sustained by players (especially pitchers) which are attributed to the use of metal bats. The basic contention is that the baseball comes off metal bats faster than wooden ones, giving players less time to react and protect themselves against screaming line drives.
The news coverage of these rare injuries and the lawsuits that have followed has developed a groundswell of parental concern about safety, resulting in many youth leagues opting to mandate only the use of wood bats in games in order to avoid potential liability. The fact that these same worried parents are equally likely to sue for injuries sustained from the use of wood bats (including flying bat fragments) appears to be entirely beside the point.
The actual physics involved in this discussion is best understood by rocket scientists. What I aim to do here is simply point out in laymans terms the characteristics of metal vs. wood bats and some other facts from the larger debate.
VIDEO: BALL-SPEED ISNT ALWAYS ALL THAT
As the video at the top of this post illustrates, many experienced hitters (especially older players) find no significant difference in the baseball speed off a metal vs. wood bat. Rather, the primary difference is in the balance point of the bat itself, the resulting speed of the swing and the size of the sweet spot that enables metal bats to be more than wood ones of the same length and weight.
FINDINGS AND FACTS
Those who are in favor of banning metal composite bats from youth play often cite a 2002 Brown University study that showed the speed of a ball off metal bats was higher than off wood ones. However, in the same year the National Consumer Product Safety Commission found no evidence that metal bats were a greater risk to players than wood.
In fact, since 2003 metal bats have been required by the NCAA National Federation of State High School Associations to comply with a Bat Exit Speed Ratio that limits the maximum velocity a ball can be propelled by a metal bat to be comparable to the best wood bats given the same pitch and bat speeds. Likewise, bats used at the Little League level are governed by an additional Bat Performance Factor standard that requires the rebound effect of a batted ball off non-wood bats to not exceed that from wooden bats.
In 2007 another study conducted by Illinois State University on the subject of non-wood vs. wood bats also determined there was no statistically significant evidence that using non-wood bats increases the risk or incidence of severe injury to players.
The REAL difference in metal or composite bats vs. wood bats lies in the fact that non-wood bats can be physically swung faster by players of equal strength and ability. They are also more of off-center hits.
NON-WOOD BATS: THE UPSIDE
Metal bats have been in popular use since their inception in the 1970s. In recent years sports equipment technology has utilized space-age materials in the construction of composite bats which have become ever-lighter and more flexible than their all-aluminum counterparts. It is a hugely profitable business driven by a market of competitive players willing to spend often ridiculous sums in pursuit of better performance, forgetting that it is player training and development more than the equipment itself that ultimately makes the difference.
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Later, walking to the kitchen with the tray and now-congealed bean mass, I wondered, what genius pitchman turned reconstituted bean curd into an unbelievably popular food product? I wonder if it went something like this:
Food Taster: Why are they called refried beans?
Genius Pitchman: Well, we fried them. Then, just for added flavor, we RE-fried them.
Food Executive: Okaybut this looks like a bowl of diarrhea.
Genius Pitchman: I know, but trust me, itll move off shelves like Taco Bell through the large intestine. Try it.
Food Executive: It does taste better than it looks, but that just means it doesnt taste like poop. Actually, it doesnt taste like anything.
Genius Pitchman: Exactly. Well pair it with spicy food to give "balance" to the meal.
Food Executive: Whats wrong with bread?
Genius Pitchman: This is way cheaper. Plus, no wasted crust.
Food Executive: I don't know. Who else is carrying this?
Genius Pitchman: Mexico.
Food Executive: Sold.
Its probably similar to the story of how people were convinced to smoke tobacco or marijuana.
Im no barber-surgeon, but Ill bet its a bad idea to put dead leaves in my mouth and then light them on fire. Meh, Ill give it a whirl.
That makes me wonder how many leaves did they try to smoke before realizing only a few made them happy. Oak? Maple? Poison ivy? But the history of the world is loaded with one persons dumb idea that took the world by storm.
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METAL VS. WOOD
Every season there is a renewal of the debate regarding metal vs. wood bats: Which performs better on the field, which is safer for youth play, which is best to train with, etc. It is a subject for which there are many different opinions and answers depending on the specific topic.
Generally the discussion on metal vs. wood bats focuses on which is for youth play. Indeed, currently there are several pending lawsuits against both manufacturers and baseball organizations concerning some rare traumatic injuries sustained by players (especially pitchers) which are attributed to the use of metal bats. The basic contention is that the baseball comes off metal bats faster than wooden ones, giving players less time to react and protect themselves against screaming line drives.
The news coverage of these rare injuries and the lawsuits that have followed has developed a groundswell of parental concern about safety, resulting in many youth leagues opting to mandate only the use of wood bats in games in order to avoid potential liability. The fact that these same worried parents are equally likely to sue for injuries sustained from the use of wood bats (including flying bat fragments) appears to be entirely beside the point.
The actual physics involved in this discussion is best understood by rocket scientists. What I aim to do here is simply point out in laymans terms the characteristics of metal vs. wood bats and some other facts from the larger debate.
VIDEO: BALL-SPEED ISNT ALWAYS ALL THAT
As the video at the top of this post illustrates, many experienced hitters (especially older players) find no significant difference in the baseball speed off a metal vs. wood bat. Rather, the primary difference is in the balance point of the bat itself, the resulting speed of the swing and the size of the sweet spot that enables metal bats to be more than wood ones of the same length and weight.
FINDINGS AND FACTS
Those who are in favor of banning metal composite bats from youth play often cite a 2002 Brown University study that showed the speed of a ball off metal bats was higher than off wood ones. However, in the same year the National Consumer Product Safety Commission found no evidence that metal bats were a greater risk to players than wood.
In fact, since 2003 metal bats have been required by the NCAA National Federation of State High School Associations to comply with a Bat Exit Speed Ratio that limits the maximum velocity a ball can be propelled by a metal bat to be comparable to the best wood bats given the same pitch and bat speeds. Likewise, bats used at the Little League level are governed by an additional Bat Performance Factor standard that requires the rebound effect of a batted ball off non-wood bats to not exceed that from wooden bats.
In 2007 another study conducted by Illinois State University on the subject of non-wood vs. wood bats also determined there was no statistically significant evidence that using non-wood bats increases the risk or incidence of severe injury to players.
The REAL difference in metal or composite bats vs. wood bats lies in the fact that non-wood bats can be physically swung faster by players of equal strength and ability. They are also more of off-center hits.
NON-WOOD BATS: THE UPSIDE
Metal bats have been in popular use since their inception in the 1970s. In recent years sports equipment technology has utilized space-age materials in the construction of composite bats which have become ever-lighter and more flexible than their all-aluminum counterparts. It is a hugely profitable business driven by a market of competitive players willing to spend often ridiculous sums in pursuit of better performance, forgetting that it is player training and development more than the equipment itself that ultimately makes the difference.
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METAL VS. WOOD
Every season there is a renewal of the debate regarding metal vs. wood bats: Which performs better on the field, which is safer for youth play, which is best to train with, etc. It is a subject for which there are many different opinions and answers depending on the specific topic.
Generally the discussion on metal vs. wood bats focuses on which is for youth play. Indeed, currently there are several pending lawsuits against both manufacturers and baseball organizations concerning some rare traumatic injuries sustained by players (especially pitchers) which are attributed to the use of metal bats. The basic contention is that the baseball comes off metal bats faster than wooden ones, giving players less time to react and protect themselves against screaming line drives.
The news coverage of these rare injuries and the lawsuits that have followed has developed a groundswell of parental concern about safety, resulting in many youth leagues opting to mandate only the use of wood bats in games in order to avoid potential liability. The fact that these same worried parents are equally likely to sue for injuries sustained from the use of wood bats (including flying bat fragments) appears to be entirely beside the point.
The actual physics involved in this discussion is best understood by rocket scientists. What I aim to do here is simply point out in laymans terms the characteristics of metal vs. wood bats and some other facts from the larger debate.
VIDEO: BALL-SPEED ISNT ALWAYS ALL THAT
As the video at the top of this post illustrates, many experienced hitters (especially older players) find no significant difference in the baseball speed off a metal vs. wood bat. Rather, the primary difference is in the balance point of the bat itself, the resulting speed of the swing and the size of the sweet spot that enables metal bats to be more than wood ones of the same length and weight.
FINDINGS AND FACTS
Those who are in favor of banning metal composite bats from youth play often cite a 2002 Brown University study that showed the speed of a ball off metal bats was higher than off wood ones. However, in the same year the National Consumer Product Safety Commission found no evidence that metal bats were a greater risk to players than wood.
In fact, since 2003 metal bats have been required by the NCAA National Federation of State High School Associations to comply with a Bat Exit Speed Ratio that limits the maximum velocity a ball can be propelled by a metal bat to be comparable to the best wood bats given the same pitch and bat speeds. Likewise, bats used at the Little League level are governed by an additional Bat Performance Factor standard that requires the rebound effect of a batted ball off non-wood bats to not exceed that from wooden bats.
In 2007 another study conducted by Illinois State University on the subject of non-wood vs. wood bats also determined there was no statistically significant evidence that using non-wood bats increases the risk or incidence of severe injury to players.
The REAL difference in metal or composite bats vs. wood bats lies in the fact that non-wood bats can be physically swung faster by players of equal strength and ability. They are also more of off-center hits.
NON-WOOD BATS: THE UPSIDE
Metal bats have been in popular use since their inception in the 1970s. In recent years sports equipment technology has utilized space-age materials in the construction of composite bats which have become ever-lighter and more flexible than their all-aluminum counterparts. It is a hugely profitable business driven by a market of competitive players willing to spend often ridiculous sums in pursuit of better performance, forgetting that it is player training and development more than the equipment itself that ultimately makes the difference.
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Yup the campaign is on....
I was flying down 19 HWY with my mind on other things, peddle to the metal, hammer down...and WOW...Vote for Dennis Purcell signs!!! WTG. Great bright signs!
I will be voting for non incumbants, ie:
voting only for NEW PEOPLE IN DENT COUNTY.
Voting in the 150th is another thing. Ive not made up my mind yet.
And, Im a Republican but...someone help me here...Jay or Kenny? What do the rest of you think...does party make a difference in the State House? Who are we voting for for Governor?
I was settin here talkin to Mama and she wondered what I thought about Skiles suggesting that maybe Tune and Simpson were taking/buying things from Mooney Auto for their farms, and that is why the bruhaha about the copies of the invoices the auditor needs to see.
Then she asked what I thought about Jerry telling them/us/whomever that he isnt doing anything wrong....WE KNOW he isnt doing anything wrong.
But, being coupled up with those commissioners, can be hard on ones reputation. So if they did or didnt (they deny it of course, I believe them)..take home , dont accuse them and put some business mans name in the mix.
However...now do we know who said what to who, and if they really said it? And, was Skiles accusing them? or NOT? And someone said he did?
Then they got mad and wanted an apology?
Can someone clear up the issue?
Isnt there a copying machine in one of those county commissioners offices to make a copy of invoices/receipts for the auditors files?
Help....how do such mix ups get started and are they real or imagined?
Ill let Mama read what you have to say cause she is dictating this to me, and Im not a good stenographer.
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I was flying down 19 HWY with my mind on other things, peddle to the metal, hammer down...and WOW...Vote for Dennis Purcell signs!!! WTG. Great bright signs!
I will be voting for non incumbants, ie:
voting only for NEW PEOPLE IN DENT COUNTY.
Voting in the 150th is another thing. Ive not made up my mind yet.
And, Im a Republican but...someone help me here...Jay or Kenny? What do the rest of you think...does party make a difference in the State House? Who are we voting for for Governor?
I was settin here talkin to Mama and she wondered what I thought about Skiles suggesting that maybe Tune and Simpson were taking/buying things from Mooney Auto for their farms, and that is why the bruhaha about the copies of the invoices the auditor needs to see.
Then she asked what I thought about Jerry telling them/us/whomever that he isnt doing anything wrong....WE KNOW he isnt doing anything wrong.
But, being coupled up with those commissioners, can be hard on ones reputation. So if they did or didnt (they deny it of course, I believe them)..take home , dont accuse them and put some business mans name in the mix.
However...now do we know who said what to who, and if they really said it? And, was Skiles accusing them? or NOT? And someone said he did?
Then they got mad and wanted an apology?
Can someone clear up the issue?
Isnt there a copying machine in one of those county commissioners offices to make a copy of invoices/receipts for the auditors files?
Help....how do such mix ups get started and are they real or imagined?
Ill let Mama read what you have to say cause she is dictating this to me, and Im not a good stenographer.
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NORTON, Mass. _ Vijay Singh is threatening to make a runaway of the PGA Tour's FedEx Cup playoffs.
After winning the first of the four-tournament series last week in New Jersey, Singh has gotten off to a flying start today in the opening round of the Deutsche Bank Championship at the TPC of Boston.
Singh, who won this tournmanet in 2004, just completed a round of 7-under 64 to grab the early lead. But he has plenty of competition. Ben Curtis and lefty Eric Axley are in with 65s and scores overall are extremely low. Singh came close to saying it is almost too easy.
``The golf course is in great shape, but the greens are soft,'' he said. ``They were much firmer yesterday in the pro-am than they were today, so they must have softened it up a little bit. The conditions are great. There's no wind and the pins are very fair. Besides one or two pins, the rest of them are very generous. That's why you're got a lot of guys shooting low numbers.''
The two Rhode Islanders in the field, Patrick Sheehan and Brett Quigley, both are among those off to good starts. Sheehan birdied the final hole to shoot 68. Quigley never made a bogey on the way to a 69.
Phil Mickelson is among the late starters. He has begun par, par, birdie.
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After winning the first of the four-tournament series last week in New Jersey, Singh has gotten off to a flying start today in the opening round of the Deutsche Bank Championship at the TPC of Boston.
Singh, who won this tournmanet in 2004, just completed a round of 7-under 64 to grab the early lead. But he has plenty of competition. Ben Curtis and lefty Eric Axley are in with 65s and scores overall are extremely low. Singh came close to saying it is almost too easy.
``The golf course is in great shape, but the greens are soft,'' he said. ``They were much firmer yesterday in the pro-am than they were today, so they must have softened it up a little bit. The conditions are great. There's no wind and the pins are very fair. Besides one or two pins, the rest of them are very generous. That's why you're got a lot of guys shooting low numbers.''
The two Rhode Islanders in the field, Patrick Sheehan and Brett Quigley, both are among those off to good starts. Sheehan birdied the final hole to shoot 68. Quigley never made a bogey on the way to a 69.
Phil Mickelson is among the late starters. He has begun par, par, birdie.
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Elshas thought drifted to the first time John Perkins had been killed back in aught 8 when he was just a homeless bum living outside starbucks.
Cop cars are in a stand off outside a starbucks.
What is the situation?
It seems some hack writer Named Eddie-Joe Young took Kevin Lawver and some famous homeless bum named john Perkins hostage.
What are his demands?
Some stupid website ficlkes or something, was discontinued and he says if we dont turn it back on he is going to cause some carnage.
Is he dangerous, i dont think so, he did shoot the manager for having micheal Bolton as his ringtone, but Id have shot him too.
The phone rang and it was the hostage taker. I gave you an hour and ficlets isnt up trust me this hurt me more than you can imagine but yall killed him first.
The shot gun rang out, and a lifeless bum collapsed in the starbucks.
Kevin is next.
Elsha snapped back to reality when she saw Jenunique, Pens and Feathers, and More Way, hidden like the camo Powerpuff Girls.
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Cop cars are in a stand off outside a starbucks.
What is the situation?
It seems some hack writer Named Eddie-Joe Young took Kevin Lawver and some famous homeless bum named john Perkins hostage.
What are his demands?
Some stupid website ficlkes or something, was discontinued and he says if we dont turn it back on he is going to cause some carnage.
Is he dangerous, i dont think so, he did shoot the manager for having micheal Bolton as his ringtone, but Id have shot him too.
The phone rang and it was the hostage taker. I gave you an hour and ficlets isnt up trust me this hurt me more than you can imagine but yall killed him first.
The shot gun rang out, and a lifeless bum collapsed in the starbucks.
Kevin is next.
Elsha snapped back to reality when she saw Jenunique, Pens and Feathers, and More Way, hidden like the camo Powerpuff Girls.
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