Not Feeling It

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There are way too many people who have the wrong idea about California and Earthquakes.  Let’s make one thing clear right now — Californians, particularly Southern Californians, are world class complainers and exaggerators.  If you grasp that, then you can start to pull yourself from the misconceptions that exist.

Last night and this morning, I had a few people contacting me to find out how much damage and how long I will be in the hospital because of the massive world changing earthquake that happened yesterday.

The news is this —

Last night at 7:33pm local time, a 4.4-magnitude earthquake shook our area.  It was centered in La Verna, CA – which is about 25 miles from Downtown LA and 35 miles from my home in La Crescenta, CA … or about 1-1/2 in afternoon traffic down the 210.  As usual, they report “felt as far as” in the news – and in this case it was Sylmar, a town that is about 10 miles further from the epicenter than me.

First of all — some of you live in Wisconsin, and if the reports would be consistent with the exaggerators here, you’re house is 10 feet under water and rushing at the speed of sound somewhere south of St Louis by now.  For serious, I worry about you guys way more than y’all should be worrying about me.

Second of all — Not only was there no damage or injuries at my place … I didn’t even feel it.  As of this morning, there are no reports of damage or injuries from anyone, which of course gives me free will to make fun of the situation.

Third — The reason I didn’t feel it wasn’t because I lived in California too long.  That would be like saying “you must like cold weather because you lived in Kansas too long.”  Yes it got cold in Kansas … but that suggests it wasn’t cold in Alaska, Wisconsin, Michigan, Massachusetts.

I’ve only felt one Californian earthquake – and that was in 2005.  California averages about 10,000 earthquakes per year.  Of those, it is estimated that there is about 15 that register above a 4.0-magnitude.

In comparison, I felt four earthquakes in Alaska- the weakest being around a 3.0-magnitude.   Alaska averages nearly 15,000 earthquakes per year, and can see upwards of 300 4.0 to 5.0-magnitude earthquakes; and have about 5 quakes above 6.0-magnitude.  Now, arguably, Alaska covers a greater area – but it’s not like California has a fault line that is 20 times shorter.

It’s not just that though.  According to the U.S. Geological Survey, last night’s earthquake would have felt like a 2.0-magnitude earthquake where I lived; which is barely in the range of ‘noticeable by humans’.  I’m also a few ridge-lines and other formations between myself and the epicenter.  So there is a good chance that on my specific street, I wouldn’t have felt an earthquake because ‘there wasn’t an earthquake to feel’.

Still — I repeat — No reports of injury or damage cause by the earthquake.  Yes the LA Basin and Inland Empire got shook last night; but the world did not come to the end.

Instead, you can assume that a movie will come out next year about the Earthquake that would end the world.  Likely staring Dwayne Johnson.  Likely a sequel to San Andres.  Likely blaming it all on unobtanium.

 

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A New Mix Tape

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I had to be reminded a few days ago I had a blog.

Yeah, reminded.

I mean, not really fair saying it like that – more like, had to be reminded that I need to invest time in y’all who actually hang on my every word to get yourself through your small pathetic (but somehow way better than mine) lives.

Ironically, it’s this time of year when I seem to go a little bit dark with the blog.  August just seems to dry me up a bit with blog posts to the point I have to throw together one of these ‘sorry it’s been a while since a new mix tape from Mitchdog hasn’t dropped in a while’.  At that point of time, I lay out my excuses.  Well, let’s break those down, why don’t we.

It’s the Down Time

You know, that time when things are as interesting as usual.  Well, to be honest, that’s not true.  I just passed a bunch of big anniversaries.  Two weeks ago, there was the six year anniversary of my grand move to Alaska.  Every year in August I usually am doing something with drum corps; mostly because the world championships is going on . Tied with that, this past Tuesday was my 25th Anniversary of winning the Drum Corps International World Championship.  Historically, there’s nothing down time about it.

There’s Nothing to Blog About

Well, that sure isn’t true.  In the last three weeks I’ve flown to Arizona, Colorado, and Arizona again.  I had my first Hollywood Bowl experience watching Empire Strikes Back with a Full Orchestra.  Drove to the beach.  Drank wine in Temecula.  Chased the puppers around the yard.  I am not short of blog worthy issues.

There’s Nothing Coming Up

Calling BS on this one too.  In the next couple of months, my band judging season blows up.  I ruin a week by spending it in Cleveland.  There’s one, possibly two Oktoberfest parties … both actually in October.  I make some cool presentations to cool people.  I even have tickets to go to my first ever NFL game.  I may even get to help someone move!

I’ve Been Busy

Okay, that’s starting to nail the issue on the head, but it’s just an excuse.  I have been busy, but it’s been a pretty consistent busy when you look at the year as a whole.  For instance, I did a lot of auditing in August with six of them complete so far — compared that to my life in Alaska where I did four, over two years.  But this month is the norm for 2018.  In my 12 years of auditing, the most audits I performed in a year was 45 – did that in 2005, and tied it last year.  As of right now, I have 48 audits done, and there is still four months left to go.  Average it out, that’s 6 a month – so the 5 this month is “busy but nothing new busy”.

It’s Too Hot To Blog

Auggie would agree with me on this actually.  In his Mitch produced dog voice, he is constantly telling me “it’s too hot to poop, daddy … too hot to poop”.  We’ve been stuck in the mid-90s nearly consistent since Independence Day, which makes doing anything feel like winter in the Midwest – inside only.  The weather is breaking, and it should start to get a little cooler (just in time for the fall burn season).

 

I guess I’m not really sure what excuse I have for not dropping a new mix tape in a while.

But long time Bear Feeders would know that — if I drop one, I’ll probably drop a deuce.
(which is a term I probably shouldn’t use in the future)

Third Inning Rule

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Don’t get me wrong, I like living in Los Angeles County, and LA people are just like anywhere else … mostly likeable.  There is one thing I have a real beef about, how common it is to be late for things for most of them.

I call it the “Third Inning Rule” because the most obvious place to see this phenomenon is at a Los Angeles Dodger Game.  Dodger Stadium is a beautiful venue … one that I keep forgetting to blog about.  Not only is it the oldest baseball stadium west of the Mississippi, not only does it’s open air feel make sitting at the game enjoyable, but it has some of the best views in & around the park as any stadium I’ve been to.  It’s generally easy to get to (especially for such an old stadium), wedged between 3 or 4 freeways and most of downtown. Like most professional sports, food and drink cost more than some tickets; but there is a lot of variety and unique items to get.  Add that to the normal pre-game activities, you think that folks wouldn’t mind showing up before a game.  You would think that!

They don’t.

If you ever watch a Dodger Game, check out the stands in the 1st inning versus midgame.  The place can seem nearly empty at first pitch, but then the steady stream shows up … and shows up … and shows up.  It is not out of the question for a game to be a complete sell-out, but seem like the exact opposite for the first few innings.  Usually by the 3rd inning, folks are all there — and that’s why I call it the Third Inning Rule.  AND … they aren’t even hanging around somewhere else, they are all showing up late.  Late!

I’m not the only one who notices this either.  Last Monday, Dodger Stadium had a power outage in the bottom of the 1st that lasted nearly a half hour.  I caught the Brewer’s radio broadcast that night, and they were relentless on the late coming Dodger fans.  The best line was: “These poor Angelinos … now they have to sit through 9 whole innings.”

Dodger fans, as well, are known for taking off early too.  In one of the greatest moments in Baseball history – Kirk Gibson’s 1988 walk-off home run in game 1 of the World Series, you can see in the back ground as the ball goes over the wall the taillights of a car leaving the parking lot.  So, picture what is in that person’s head “I am attending a World Series, I am surrounded by history, this could be the most significant thing that I myself witnessed in my whole life … but I better leave now to beat the traffic.”

My beef with this hit its head, not for a baseball game … but for a concert.  I went to watch my favorite band The Decemberists play live at the Greek Theater.  The opening group was a bunch of guys from Houston named Whitney on their own tour.  While it was a Tuesday night concert, Decemberists is still a nationally recognized group playing at one of the best concert venues you can find.  Now, I never heard of Whitney before that night, but if they are opening for the Decemberits at the Greek … there is a good chance they will be pretty good.  As it turns out … they were pretty good.  I know this because I was one of the fifty people there for their set.  The other 1500 people filtered in after … and some a few songs into the headliner.  I mean, come on guys … make an effort.

Granted, I like being early at these kinds of things.  Most of the time, I just don’t like being late … but I love the build-up and excitement.  Whether its at a concert, at a sports event, or at a movie.  If something starts at 6:30 … I like having butts in seats by 6:00; 5:00 if I can catch batting practice.

So … just keep that in mind if you ever are planning something with me.  Early is on time, On-time is late, and the third inning is saved only for hot dogs.