But that was a long, long time ago.
(Brantford, Ontario, that’s in Canada)
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In honor of International Women’s Day (yesterday in Canada) and the first all female crew calling an NHL game (which I am watching), here’s to my girls who play hockey (digital cameras and iPhones didn’t exist when my older two were playing so I apologize for the lack of pics).
Back in the BC time frame (before children) Amy and I went to a game in Chicago versus St. Louis where I was giving some sort of talk (it may have been the melamine in pet food one, where I offended everyone by saying, pets are not humans).
But that doesn’t mean they should be fed shit.
That’s the game on tonight with the all female crew, and all I can think of is various people chanting, Missouri sucks
Girls rock
Amy was on the ice at 6:15 a.m. for training today.
This is the birthday card my mother sent Sorenne a few months ago (she has two 90 minute sessions tomorrow) and it’s fairly apt.
This is Amy being manager of Sorenne’s team last year, and now she’s manager of her senior team, and is finding that adults are way more whiny than kids. She’s on the phone constantly.
And while the girls are doing hockey, I try not to fall down, which I failed at spectacularly the other day and managed to cover a room in blood. That’s me and one of the kids who try to take care of me.
Hockey, Canadian style
Sorta.
It’s 36 C in Brisbane, there is smoke everywhere from the bush fires, and we were all up at 4:30 a.m. — when it gets light here — so Sorenne, who turned 11-years-old today could be on the ice at 5:45 a.m.
Take ice when you can get it.
This isn’t Canada.
But I didn’t have the stamina to go to her practice or birthday party this afternoon at a pool (Amy is doing the heaving lifting these days).
So I’m going to stop writing for barfblog.com for awhile, maybe write a book, maybe hang out more with my kid before she’s on to her next adventure.
It’s been 14 years of blogging and 26 years of news.
I’ve said it before, but I can feel the effects of my brain going away and just can’t do it right now.
Upper right is the card my mother sent Sorenne. Mom spent a few decades at the arena.
I may need a brain break, but I’m not done yet.
Happy birthday, kid.
My partner and daughter, doing their best to promote (ice) hockey in Queensland, via Channel 9 this am
Why go to school when you can play hockey?
We all skate into the fog sometimes: University students protest in Tehran after 200 fall victim to food poisoning
More than 200 students at the University of Science and Technology in Tehran have been taken to the hospital for food poisoning at the university’s canteen since Tuesday October 15, Iranian media reported.
The students have staged a sit-in in front of the University in protest to the situation, the reports said.
A student union official told the semi-official news agency ISNA late Wednesday that the Union has called on officials to present a report on the situation within a week, “otherwise, protest gatherings will continue.” This means that the gatherings have been suspended for the time being.
What a difference a grade makes
When I was about 10 or 11, playing goal in AAA hockey, I used to vomit before games I knew I was starting, Gump Worsley style.
There was this one time in a 3rd year cell biology class about a century ago, that I totally choked on an exam.
Guess I should have guessed I had anxiety issues back then.
I went to the prof the next day and she let me retake the exam and I aced it.
That’s the thing I’ve learned about anxiety, which is like playing goalie in ice hockey: sometimes you’re good, sometimes not so much (ya let in a goal, gotta get over it and keep your mind in the game).
Amy and I have a lot of shared values, but I can see that my anxiety is causing issues.
She’s going to a conference in the U.S. for a couple of weeks with the kid, and I’m going to a new rehab place (if what you’re doing ain’t working, try something different) with my trusted psychiatrist, beginning last Monday. It gives Amy some peace.
For at least three weeks.
I may write a little.
I may write a lot.
I’ve learned not to make predictions.
Can governments use grades to induce businesses to improve their compliance with regulations? Does public disclosure of compliance with food safety regulations matter for restaurants? Ultimately, this depends on whether grades matter for the bottom line.
Based on 28 months of data on more than 15,000 restaurants in New York City, this article explores the impact of public restaurant grades on economic activity and public resources using rigorous panel data methods, including fixed‐effects models with controls for underlying food safety compliance.
Results show that A grades reduce the probability of restaurant closure and increase revenues while increasing sales taxes remitted and decreasing fines relative to B grades. Conversely, C grades increase the probability of restaurant closure and decrease revenues while decreasing sales taxes remitted relative to B grades. These findings suggest that policy makers can incorporate public information into regulations to more strongly incentivize compliance.
Wiley Online Library
Michah W. Rothbart, Amy Ellen Schwartz, Thad D. Calabrese, Zachary Papper, Todor Mijanovich, Rachel Meltzer, Diana Silver
Hockey, dreams, are weird, so is the brain
I had this dream, where I was coaching on the ice in Brisbane for a few hours, helping do evaluations of kids – male and female – and running them through drills.
As the kids got changed and the girls were mixed in with the boys, I explained we had 
enough girls in Guelph that they had their own league, and as a coach, I wouldn’t go into the dressing room until they were all dressed, and after the game would debrief for a couple of minutes, and then say good bye outside.
After 3 hours of on-ice training I said I’m going home for an hour and would be back in an hour.
I started to put on my street clothes, realized it was dark outside, looked at my iPhone and saw it was 2 a.m.
I miss coaching, but my brain is doing too many weird things.
And in real-life I fall a lot
I’d post this to my other blog, but what’s left of my identity that I can remember is barfblog.com.This is why hockey is the best sport and all of my 5 daughters played or play.
And hockey hugs are the best.
It takes them away from dolls.
To win the Stanley Cup, a team needs 16 wins, 4 best of 7 rounds of hockey.
Half the teams have been golfing since Feb.
There’s a game 7 on right now, St. Louis is winning against Boston, attempting to avenge their 1970 loss where Bobby Orr scored the winning goal in an iconic photo. All Canadians know that pic, and we all know Paul Henderson scoring against Russia in 1972.
We got out of grade school to watch the game in the gym.
Hockey matters, and now that my French professor wife has been playing for 4 years, she’s an expert.
Me, I’m retired due to brain and physical injuries, but 50 years of taking pucks to the head will do that.
St. Louis won.
Young girls in Finland are pretending to ride horses — inside the prancing phenomenon
As I’m about to watch game 4 of the Stanley Cup final between St. Louis and Boston (that’s ice hockey for my Australian friends, and it’s on in background) I think of the Finnish trend of young girls prancing – pretending to ride horses.
According to a story in People, many young girls in the country have taken up the craft of “hobbyhorsing,” which sees them use a stick equipped with a toy horse’s head to dance and show off their riding skills at events.
While it may seem like the girls are simply pretending to ride their horses, it becomes as genuine as it can get at competitions, where they’ll learn how to care for their hobbyhorse just as if it were a real animal. They even pick its breed and gender.
Becoming a part of the country’s growing hobbyhorse community reportedly allows the girls to express themselves without fear of ridicule in something they may not find in school or in their neighborhood.
“The normal things, that normal girls like, they don’t feel like my things,” 11-year-old hobbyhorse enthusiast Fanny Oikarinen told the N.Y. Times.
“Some are sports girls,” added Fanny’s friend, Maisa Wallius. “Some are really lonely girls. And some can be the coolest girl at school.”
Enthusiast Alisa Aarniomaki found online stardom thanks to her hobbyhorsing, but despite her popular videos, she was unsure about revealing her skills to kids at school.
Hobbyhorsing got the attention of filmmaker Selma Vilhunen, who released a documentary in 2017 about the craft.
“Little girls are allowed to be strong and wild,” Vilhunen said of hobbyhorsing. “I think the society starts to shape them into a certain kind of quietness when they reach puberty.
If it works for these girls, great. My five daughters all played or play (ice) hockey – the real kind.
Dreams are weird, so is the brain
I had this dream, where I was coaching ice hockey in Brisbane for a few hours, helping do evaluations of kids – male and female – and running them through drills.
As the kids got changed and the girls were mixed in with the boys, I explained we had enough girls in Guelph (that’s in Ontario, Canada) that they had their own league, and as a coach, I wouldn’t go into the dressing room until they were all dressed, and after the game would debrief for a couple of minutes, and then say good bye outside.
After 3 hours of on-ice training I said I’m going home for an hour and would be back in an hour.
I started to put on my street clothes, realized it was dark outside, looked at my iPhone and saw it was 2 a.m.
I miss coaching, but my brain is doing too many weird things.
And in real-life I fall a lot.
I’d post this to my other blog, but what’s left of my identity that I can remember is barfblog.com.