Cactus Plant Flea Market Happy Meals

By on Oct 11, 2022

I’m sure you’ve heard about this by now, but there are adult happy meals at McDonalds. In a weird yet awesome collaboration, McDonald’s has decided to team up with Cactus Plant Flea Market.     CPLM was founded by Cynthia Lu in 2015. She was an image consultant for Pharrell. She built her aesthetic by visiting French flea markets and yard sales. She then started producing her own designs on Hanes x Supreme t-shirt blanks. Pharrell was often seen wearing her designs sparking public interest. Cactus Plant has also done some collaborations with Nike.     I don’t know how long they will last but I’m hoping to pick up a few more before they run out.

And then everything changed…

By on Oct 7, 2022

  Benjamin Franklin said, “By failing to plan, you are preparing to fail.” Winston Churchill said, “He who fails to plan is planning to fail” So far things were really starting to go well at practice. The biggest issue I had to deal with was learning the girls’ names. They were all having fun and practicing their skills. Spirits were high and our first game was on a Saturday morning. It was scheduled at 9:00am at the facility where we practiced. Everyone was excited and the team was really starting to gel. One girl stood out as a leader among them. She was good dealing with the other girls and she had knowledge and insight when it came to her other players, so at the final practice before the game we designated her team captain.     The night before the game we received an email telling us that the game had been moved up to 8:00am. A couple last minute texts went...

Assistant Coaching and Ball Chasing

By on Sep 29, 2022

  I’m reading a book right now that I don’t think I’m smart enough to read. My wife hates it when I say that. She is also a lot smarter than me. Anyway, the book is telling two stories at the same time. Every other chapter switches between these two worlds. One world is basically set in our world. The technology seems different and advanced but otherwise feels basically normal. The other story is set in a different world all together. The other world is magical but in a simple way. It opens by describing the beasts that live just outside the village walls. They are beautiful beasts with golden fur that changes color with the seasons. The description is very detailed yet, at the same time, lacking important details. It is slow in revealing details about the village in the same way. It adds to the mystery and while nothing is ever spoken to, something seems looming...

Preparing for My New Gig as Babysitter

By on Sep 19, 2022

  Incompetence can often look like malfeasance. I have been thinking about that a lot. We, as humans, are liars. That isn’t a judgement, it is a statement. We don’t always lie because we mean harm. Many lies we tell are to make others, or ourselves, feel good or avoid uncomfortable situations. Sometimes we lie to just move beyond a situation, gloss over complicated details or little lies of omission. What am I talking about?!?     At the beginning of each volleyball year is a meeting. It’s full of important information, mostly for new parents. Every year parent participation is an issue. I understand. I pay a bunch of money so my daughter can play in the league and I expect to get something for my money. I expect a safe environment where my daughter will learn from experienced volleyball players and coaches and hopefully have a good time. Every meeting...

A Game of Chicken

By on Sep 15, 2022

As a kid I was somewhat fearless. Some would say dumb, but really I just wasn’t afraid of injury. I was really into skateboarding and BMX/Freestyle biking and while I’ve lost about every inch of skin on my body, I’ve never broken a bone or needed any kind of surgery. I guess I was just dumb. My lack of fear served me well when frequently moving from town to town. I developed a knack for quickly building a reputation. For whatever reason, chicken was a common way to test new arrivals in the 80’s, and I was always up to the challenge. I would never swerve or slow down. I’ve been hurt, hurt others, damaged bikes, both mine and theirs, but I never swerved.     One time in Jacksonville, Florida there was a big kid with a big beach cruiser bike. He decided to call me out one day, ready to make a fool of me. He waited until all the neighbor kids were...