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Football

Miami to Get Whacked Again

Michael David Smith at ProFootballTalk.com points out some “highlights” for the coming storm at Miami. Perhaps if this had hit next year, the NCAA could brush it off again. But after the Ohio St. mess, well, perhaps not. There’s nothing so brazen as a bunch of guys protecting their money.

The thing that really has to be worrying the NCAA is the link at the end of the article. It’s to an article at Yahoo sports, which is in turn about the booster at Miami. Or, at least, he was. Now he’s in jail on securities fraud charges for running a $930 million dollar Ponzi scheme. The article has to be read to be believed.

I used to be a purist about college football, believing that the scholarship money they were given should be enough. The rest of us, after all, have to pay to go to college to figure out what we want. These guys get a free ride and get to do what they love.

But I now know it’s not that cut and dry. Especially when considering how the fat cats in the NCAA, the multi-million dollar coaches and everyone else skim plenty off of the sham that is “amateur” football. I’ve wondered in the past if there’s way to create a minor-league football system where high school recruits could go and train to join the NFL as well as earn money along the way without fear of reprisal.

Smith gets to the nub of the problem pretty well:

And that gets to the real problem in college football: As Yahoo’s Dan Wetzel writes, the allegedly amateur system of college athletics prevents players from earning money honestly and makes them more likely to turn to crooks like Shapiro when they need something. The entire college football system is corrupt. Miami is just the latest school to get caught up in that corruption.

I’m really starting to think the only way to come up with a “clean” amateur system is to destroy it and start anew.

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Misc

A Game of Thrones

Just finished reading A Game of Thrones by George R. R. Martin. I’m really late to the game here, as it’s been out several years now. It’s the first in a (so-far) 5 book series. The Wife picked it up for me and said it’s being compared to The Lord of the Rings.

I can see why. The book is filled with royal families and set in a land all it’s own. Martin takes the time to develop family histories and relationships in great detail. There’s so much of it that it’s hard to keep all of it straight. There’s even an appendix in the back for reference on who the main characters are and there positions in the families.

That said, the book mainly deals with people, as opposed to the hobbits, elves, orcs and other fantastic characters of the Tolkien lore. That isn’t to say it’s inferior; rather, it’s just different. The book itself is a fairly dense 800+ pages and it took me less than a week to read it. So clearly, Martin knows how to write a story and keep it interesting.

The world Martin creates is a harsh, brutal one and not just in the day-to-day lives of the story’s characters. It’s brutal to the traits of the characters. It’s a world where honor and innocence counts for little and seems as like to end in the characters demise as not. By contrast, being a feckless little weasel seems to offer the best chances for survival. That, and being an honorless pursuer of power. There are few “good” guys to speak of. Instead, Martin fills the book with characters ranging from out-and-out sociopaths to severely-flawed-but-doing-the-best-they-can. The Stark family appears to be the good guys of the story, and they suffer severely as the story is told.

Having started the series, my main fear is that I’ve signed on to a never-ending tale. There are so many moving parts that it’s difficult to see how the story ultimately resolves itself, or where it is, in fact, even going. With the Tolkien version, there was a clear purpose to the story and was something that everyone could easily grasp. That was the strength of the story.

Martin’s unfolding series is less straight forward. Is it about the path a young Princess will take to work her way back to the throne that was so savagely seized from her family? Is it about the path a family will take to retain it’s honor in a time of change? Is it about the toll that exacted on the innocent by those who seek power at all cost? Or perhaps, in a more simple sense, is this just a story that Martin has created with nothing more to offer than a chronicling of the lives of his creations? All of the above?

The next book in the series is +1000 pager. In fact, none of the 5 books is less than 800 pages, putting Martin firmly into Stephen King territory in terms of verbosity. That said, he’s so far proven that he could write a story interesting enough to get my attention. We’ll see if he is able to keep it.

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Misc

Rain Rain- Go Away

Vacation week for the Wife didn’t get off to the best of starts, weather-wise. It started early this morning and has been relentless ever since. I’d forgotten about our little pool out back and, when I finally did remember to check, it had filled within an inch or so of the top. Seeing as it was continuing to rain, I had to setup a siphon to drain it back to normal levels. I’m pretty sure it’ll still get topped off.

Judging by the weather radar for our area, it doesn’t look like it’ll be stopping today.

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Computers

HDMI on the 1015PN

Necessity is the mother of invention. In this case, it’s the mother of learning how to make HDMI work on my netbook.

If you’re a fellow traveler eschewing desktops like Gnome or KDE for the relative compactness of a window manager this post might be of interest. I wasn’t really surprised to learn the HDMI port didn’t “just work” on my 1015PN. I was surprised at how straight forward it ended up being. It just took a fair amount of research, and a little luck following links from Google searches. I’ll skip the blow-by-blow and get right to the point describing the setup.

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Family

You Can’t Win Them All

I’m down here doing a little surfing before lunch and the kids are upstairs playing Operation. Buzz Lightyear style, that is.

Much as I’d like, I can’t quite tune out the conversation as they are playing. But the one that I pickup on in particular has to do with the fundamental component of the game: when the buzzer sounds, you’ve messed up.

Well, apparently, the boy has determined that because he can’t see or feel the probe touch the side, the machine must be wrong. So he gets to do it over again. The lass, unfortunately, doesn’t grasp the implications of the boy’s statement and says “OK.” Or maybe she does, but figures she’ll use it to her own advantage.

Regardless, I then keep here variations on the following sequence: buzzer sounds; followed by the boy saying “HUH?!?! I didn’t even touch it! Did you see me touch?”; followed by another attempt at removing a piece.

Initially, I figured that I’m down here, they’re up there and just leave it at that. Why should I stick my nose in it, especially since they aren’t exactly at each other’s throats. Besides, if I say something they’ll probably stop playing altogether.

But then my stricter side takes over. No, it says. What’s the point of playing the game if they aren’t going to adhere to the rules? There’s only 1 challenge to that game and it’s all based on honoring the buzzer. Besides, that game doesn’t “malfunction”, the boy does. If you don’t say something, what’s to stop him from deciding to ignore other rules don’t suit him?

So my stricter side won out. I called up to him “That game isn’t broken. It’s buzzing because you’re touching the side. It doesn’t make mistakes.”

“Well, sometimes it DOES. I can’t even see when I’ve touched the side.” he called back. More that a little defensively.

“No, it doesn’t mess up. If you start saying it can make a mistake, then you can use that excuse anytime you want. If it buzzes, you touched the side.” I called back.

He didn’t reply any further. A few minutes later, they stopped playing.

Way to go, hardass.

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Armoire Woodworking

Both Sides Coming Together

In the end, the sides of the upper cabinet of the armoire were straight-forward to assemble.

My glue of choice is there in the background: Titebond III. It’s supposed to be stronger and more water resistant, but the main reason I chose it is because it has a longer open time. Since I was the only one doing the assembly (sadly, the boy wasn’t interested) and I had to coat all 4 mortises and tenons before putting things together, open time was going to be key. The only thing I don’t like about it is it’s runny, certainly more so than version II. I accounted for that by applying and spreading it in small doses.

One deviation from “normal” panel assembly, I suppose, was putting the panel into the rails before I’d glued the rails into the post. I chose to do that because the panels are warped enough that I didn’t think they’d slide into the groove on the rails very easily. Pre-installing them in the rails avoided that problem and turned out to be a non-issue for the overall assembly.

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Computers

A Failed Experiment

We purchased a Roku over the weekend. The motivator was our cable bill. Our service provider is Charter and they are basically our only cable option in this corner of the world.

Charter provides our internet and phone (via VOIP) in addition to the boob tube stuff. We’ve been very happy with the phone and internet, but we just don’t feel like we’re getting any value from our TV service. And, to be clear, we have just what I’d call a basic service where we get TWC, USA, TNT, Discovery and those sorts of channels. No HBO, no Starz, etc. Charter just instituted another rate hike and we finally decided enough.

Enter the Roku.

The original idea was to nix cable TV entirely, rely on an antenna for the “networks” (ABC, CBS, etc.) and use streaming services for any other needs. In particular, we’ve been very pleased with Netflix. The only piece we weren’t sure about was what network shows we might be able to get via streaming services.

The shows we are mainly interested in, like NCIS and Criminal Minds, are not available via streaming. Even from the CBS website, the options are slim. Further, our initial investigations into reception without cable were bleak, to say the least.

The upshot of all this is that the Roku ended up not being much of a problem solver. That’s not to say it doesn’t show some merit and promise. We established an account and got everything without any problems and we were streaming without issue pretty quickly. But working against the Roku was the fact that our Blue Ray player has several builtin streaming applications, including Netflix. So why did we need 2 boxes for basically the same service? Also counting against it is my 1015PN, which has an HDMI output. I could just as easily hook it up to our TV and stream stuff from any website, not just the ones the Roku allows.

So we’ve packed it up and will be returning it in a couple of days. Even so, I think it’s something to keep an eye on. Somewhere down the road, it seems clear that most viewing content will be available via a stream from somewhere. Perhaps we’ll revisit it then.

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Misc

Adenium Obesum Uranus

My largest desert rose has hit its peak bloom for the Summer:

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More pics after the jump.

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Misc

Yo

Via Deadspin, the Yo-Yo World Champion:

It’s actually hard to even make out what exactly he’s doing. Mostly, it seems to be wrapping the yo-you around one arm or the other while keeping the other going in around-the-world-fashion.

But here’s the thing, I’m decent with a yo-yo. Restated: I can throw and catch the thing and even walk-the-dog. But watching this, I have no desire to become that good, half-that-good, or a quarter-that-good; let alone try what he’s doing.

And thinking about the time he must have put in to be capable of that, my mind boggles. I wonder if he puts them down to eat.

The endorsement deals must be pretty sweet.

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Family

A Conversation With the Lass

The Wife and I are starting to put together some ideas on how to redo the lass’ room. The main motivator is that her room is on the smaller side and it’s difficult to come up with an efficient use of the space so that there’s actually clear floor space. Towards that end, we’ve all but decided that her bed will get lofted.

In the course of brainstorming further about the lofted bed, the Wife mentioned that rather than making her a ladder to get into the bed, an idea she’d come across was a set of stairs. The neat thing about the stairs was that each stair could double as a drawer. I agreed with the novelty of the idea.

It was at this point that the lass chimed in, “Am I going to have stairs to get into my bed?”

“Maybe, although I was thinking a rope would be a lot easier…” I started.

“Naaaaaaaaah..” she said with a smile.

“Well, then we could have a helicopter come each night and morning, drop a rope down and you could hold onto it while the helicopter raises or lowers you into or out of your bed…”

“Daddy….”, still smiling. But also with a giggle.

“Alright, I know. We get a dinosaur to stick its head in the window. Then, you climb onto the head and that’s how you can get into or out of bed.”

She was about to say something, but I cut her off.

“OOOO! Even better! We’ll let a radioactive spider bite you and then you’ll be like Spiderman and you can just climb the walls to get into bed. Or you could use your webshooters [me, pantomiming web-shooter usage]. Or you could just jump into bed. We’d even let you be SpiderGirl, but you’d still have to be in bed by 8 each night. Non-negotiable.”

“Um, Dad. I’d rather use the stairs.”

“What’s wrong with the other ideas?” I said, mischievously.

She didn’t disappoint, “The helicopter might fly away with me, the rope might fall from the ceiling, the dinosaur might not be nice and the radioactive spider might kill me.”

Dang. Shot down. Just like that. I tried to salvage the spider, “But Peter Parker didn’t die when he got bit by the radioactive spider. That’s how you’ll get all those spider powers…”

“Where are we going to find a radee-active spider?” she asked.

“I’m sure we can figure it out. Maybe at a science museum.” I replied.

She considered this possibility, then scrunched up her nose and shook her head. “I’d rather have stairs.”

She drives a hard bargain.

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Misc

If It Was Anymore Humid…

…we’d need gills to breathe. Thursday can’t get here quick enough.

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Family

All Good Things Must End

The kids have been staying with their Grandparents since this past Wednesday. Today, probably within the next 20 minutes or so, they will return.

Dammit. Their like boomerangs…

The next several days will require some extra effort on our (the Wife’s and my) part because any prolonged stay with either set of Grandparents engenders a certain “entitled” frame of mind. Grandparents being grandparents tend to err on the side of spoiling the grandkids. That’s not a judgement, merely an observation. Grandparents have, by definition pretty much, put in their time with the day-to-day struggles of child rearing. In fact, they probably had to deal with the same thing at one point in time. They can hardly be blamed for wanting to enjoy their time with the kids.

In fact, the lass got a bit of a head start on the whining this morning. They called to say good morning and she told the Wife that she didn’t want to come home. In fact, she didn’t even want to talk on the phone because the Wife had to threaten to hang up the phone before she got anything out of the lass.

The time away from the kids has been well spent on our part. Sleeping in. Staying up late without fear of kid related repercussions. Working on projects uninterrupted- not even a “Wait a minute, it’s too quiet” moment. Going out to eat without having to worry about who orders what and how, and then listening to “How much loooooooooonger?” Or refereeing possession of the crayons.

Wonder who we can pawn them off onto next?

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Woodworking

Up-cutting Spiral Bit

I got my first chance to use a up-cutting spiral bit yesterday with my router and I have mixed reviews about it.

First, the situation. I needed to cut mortises in some posts. Eight mortises in all, to be exact. The mortise dimensions were 3/4″ wide by 3 7/8″ long by 1 3/8″ deep. So long and somewhat skinny. The bit I have is 1/2″ in diameter.

The router I used is a Porter Cable 691 with the plunge router base. Because of the depth of the cut, I knew I’d need at least a couple passes to finish the cut. I was hoping that was all I’d need.

The good part is that the bit cuts very easily and cleanly, especially when compared to a straight cutting bit. The plunge into the wood was not a problem and, as long as I didn’t attempt to remove too much material in a single pass, there was no bucking or chattering as I moved the bit through the wood. The bit even manages to eject some of the wood shavings, as I’d expect from an “up-cutter.”

The bad is that it’s not nearly as effective as I’d hoped at ejecting the shavings. While it didn’t pack the mortise with the shavings I was trying to remove in the first place, enough would get stuck to force me to remove the router, remove the shavings using my dust collector, and then restart. I did eventually figure out that I could cut the mortise in a spiral pattern that allowed the bit to force most of the shavings out. However, the going was tedious with that method and it would take 15 seconds or so of moving the router back and forth to get clear the mortise before I could resume cutting more material out.

Some perspective does help here. There are 3 ways to cut out a deep mortise: using a drill press and chisels, using a router, and using a dedicated mortiser. (I’m aware of the mortising attachment for the drill press; unfortunately, the spindle on my drill press is a non-standard size so it wouldn’t be an effective solution for my situation.) Using a drill press requires using a Forstner bit to remove the majority of the material and then squaring up the mortise with chisels. I’ve used this technique many times in the past- it’s a long, labor intensive and error prone approach. Especially in hard wood like maple or oak, it’s difficult to attain the nice vertical sidewalls in the mortise.

A dedicated mortiser (like so) is certainly a nice piece of machinery and would be ideal for the kind of work I was doing here. Unfortunately, I’m not in possession of one of these and I have no plans for obtaining such a machine anytime soon. No sense dwelling on what can’t be.

That leaves the router approach, and despite it’s not living up to expectations, the spiral up-cutter is definitely an improvement over the straight cutting bits. The overall result is superior to anything I could manage with the drill press and chisels. So given my range of options, I expect it will get plenty more use.

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Family

Gullible

Last night at dinner, the Wife ordered clam cakes.

“Are their clams in clam cakes?” the boy asked. He and the lass, both, seem incapable of accepting as fact some minimal level of truth-in-advertising. Or naming.

But his question provided me with an opening for mischief, and I took it.

“Of course it’s got clams in it. Shells and all.”

He was initially skeptical “No it doesn’t,” he retorted.

“Sure it does. You know what clams are right?” He nods. “Well, have you ever seen a clam without a shell? Of course not. They cover the whole thing with dough and fry it up. You just have to be careful to chew it in the back of the mouth so you don’t break any of your teeth.” I said all this matter-of-factly, like it was common knowledge. The Wife was sitting next to him rolling her eyes.

If he’d been thinking, he’d have picked up on my half-truths. But clearly he wasn’t, as he sat back and considered what I said.

Though to his credit, he still wasn’t completely buying it. When the clam cakes finally arrived, he asked his Mother if there really were clam shells in it. She answered “No.” But I stepped in quickly:

“Of course their are. Look, I’ll prove it- listen…” I said. I picked up a clam cake and took a bite from a crustier area and asked “There, did you hear the crunching of the shell?” He nodded. The Wife was staring at me with an incredulous look, but she said nothing. I think she was shocked at his gullibility.

I’ll also note, she didn’t step into to call me on my bluff. That’s called “complicity.”

The boy decided to try a clam cake. Just before he bit into it, I told him to be careful where he bit to make sure he wasn’t trying to bite through a shell. He took it from his mouth and looked around the clam cake and chose a different spot to bite in. When I ask if he’d bitten into a shell, he shook his head. I gave him a thumbs-up sign to indicate a good job of choosing where to bite.

As it turned out, he liked the clam cake and finished the whole thing. When he was done, he mentioned to me that he didn’t think his had a clam shell in it because there hadn’t been anything crunchy.

“Well, probably, the cooking process softened up the shell. That happens sometimes when you fry stuff.” That seemed to settle the whole matter. The Wife’s eye were doing somersaults at this point. But she still didn’t step in to set him straight.

The entire time, I kept expecting him to look at me and call me on my bluff, ridiculous as it was. But he never did.

I’ll have to up the ante for the next time.

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Politics

On The Debt Ceiling Deal

First, let be clear language wise. There are no cuts to anything as a result of the deal. No one is getting less money than they were before, they’ll just be getting less than expected. And that’s assuming that it’s not all accounting gimmickry, which Congress has now pretty much surpassed Enron in it audacity to perpetrate. Remember, if there were actual cuts, we wouldn’t have had to raise the ceiling.

Second, did anyone notice that the first thing mentioned as “threatened” was Social Security payouts? Except, I thought Social Security was fine and working? So why should we have to raise the debt ceiling in order to meet Social Security payouts if its a perfect example of a successful government program? Inquiring minds would like to know.

Third, overall I’d say assigning the “success” or “failure” tag to the deal really depends on what comes next. If we can actually hammer spending back in line with revenue from here then I’d say it was a success. Otherwise, it’s a failure and it’s only a matter of time before the too-clever-by-half accounting in Congress comes back to (unexpectedly!) bite us in the ass.

Finally, we need more Tea Party people in Congress to force this issue. Ideally, they’d be of the persuasion that touching SS and Medicare is fair game; unfortunately, everything I’ve read about Tea Partiers doesn’t indicate that trait. Meaning the job may not get done.

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Computers

MyBook Live- Very Cool

To temporarily sate our family’s ever-increasing need for digital storage, we recently purchased Western Digital’s MyBook Live, the 2 terabyte variety. Incidentally, I remember when we got the Wife’s first computer about 10 years ago and I outfitted with a “massive” 100 gigabyte hard drive and told her “I don’t think we’ll ever fill that up.” When we did fill that up, we purchased a 500 gig drive and I made the same comment. Now we’re purchasing terabyte sized drives, and I’m not making that comment anymore.

Anyway, since it’s a recent purchase I can’t speak to the longevity of the product, but I can say that it’s very simple to use and setup. I didn’t bother with the device setup CD because all it does is discover the device on the network. Being the network admin around these parts, it took me all of 15 seconds to find the device and browse on over to the web based setup. I was able to assign it a static IP and create the new shares without too much problem. Although it did take a little long for the device to come available at the IP I assigned it. I had some shares setup a few minutes later and voila, I was backing stuff up onto the drive lickety-split.

But the ease of use isn’t what makes this product intriguing to me. Rather, the OS running under the hood is what made it intriguing. It’s running a version of Debian, Lenny to be specific. Further, it turns out that it’s quite straight forward to gain access to it’s innards. The device has an ssh server built into it that can be enabled via a hidden web page. Using ssh I can fine tune the device in anyway I see fit, including installing new packages to extend the devices functionality.

So I’ve unexpectedly come across a new toy. Should be interesting to see what else it can be made to do. Not a bad value for $150.

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Misc

Black Orchid Adenium Obesum

Here’s some pics of my third adenium obesum. It’s a “black orchid” hybrid.

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Football

Moss Retires

By now, anyone clued into football knows that Randy Moss had decided to retire. Apparently, he wasn’t getting any offers from the teams he was interested in, so he decided to hang up the ol’ cleats.

It’s actually remarkable to think that he’s been playing for 13 years in the NFL. Frankly, it doesn’t seem that long and it certainly seemed like he could have milked his career for another 3 or 4 seasons. He had too much talent.

This list of highlights over at ProFootballTalk is pretty good. I remember a number of them; especially, the Thanksgiving Day game against Dallas during his rookie year. After that, I figured it was only a matter of time before he crushed all of Rice’s records.

For my part, I’d add 3 other memorable moments:

  1. His first game as a Patriot against the Jets- he’s drawn triple coverage on a deep crossing route. Brady throws the ball to the sideline and there’s only 1 guy on the field who has any chance of catching it, and he does. Result, 40 or so yard touchdown pass in a Pats win. (First highlight, here.)

  2. While still a Viking, I recall a remarkable over-the-should lateral that his teammate took for a touchdown. Watching it on replay, it was never clear how Moss even knew the player was going to be there. Check it out for yourself.

  3. In the one Super Bowl he appeared in, the Patriots are down by 3+ and their offense has been stymied all day. Brady and Moss hook up repeatedly on a last ditch type drive, culminating in a Brady-Moss touchdown pass to give the Patriots the lead with only a couple minutes to play. It was his only touchdown of the day, everyone knew it was coming and it still couldn’t be stopped.

Ultimately, Moss played football his way. Not everyone agreed with it, but he held fast to whatever principles he played by. I’ve always liked him and felt sports media was constantly trying to cut him down to size. The problem for the media is that people still wanted to see Moss play- the sports media knew this and Moss knew this and he ultimately didn’t care what was printed about him. He was proof-positive of who truly holds the whip-hand in the sport media-player relationship.

That’s not to say he was perfect. Sure, I sometimes wish he been more in the mold of Rice. But then he likely would not have been the electrifying player he was. I think the simple fact is he was better than everyone else, period. After awhile, he got bored by the game because even at it’s pinnacle there was no one who could stop him. People might say Darrelle Revis managed it, but I don’t buy it. Moss owned him in Moss’ last Pats-Jets game. Revis is in his prime, Moss was well past his own at the time.

I’ve always liked the “If you had to choose a player for your game-of-the-century, who would it be?” question when evaluating greatness in a player. I think Randy Moss is the number 1 answer to that question for a lot of fans. Myself included.

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Definitions

The Excitement Threshold

I was goofing around with the boy the other night just prior to his going to bed. We were having a fine time of it when I figured it was time quit the stalling and get him settled. The boy hadn’t come to that conclusion and it took several attempts on my part before he settled down.

Even so, as I walked away from the bed he couldn’t help himself and he gave out one final playful kick. It caught the watch on my wrist and immediately, the watch fell to the ground. I knew as soon as it happened that he’d broken the band. I surprised myself because I didn’t get mad or overly upset. A little reflection on the matter revealed the reason- I realized I’d fallen victim to the excitement threshold.

The excitement threshold is a point of no return for kids. A state where their excitement level overwhelms their common sense, ability to self-regulate, their hearing and several other critical functions necessary for getting themselves back under control. The excitement threshold is different for every child and tends to get higher with age, though in some cases noticeable improvement can be painfully slow. Crossing the excitement threshold can result in anything from timeouts, to punishment, to broken things, to crying and/or tantrums.

The ET is difficult to predict, though the signs that it’s been crossed are unmistakable. The child will not want to stop the current activity and when asked will act as though they never heard the request to stop (likely because they haven’t). If another child is involved, that child will begin to yell and escalate the situation into a mini-crisis. The child who has crossed the ET often will become visibly frustrated that the “good times” are over.

The best way to deal with a child whom has crossed the ET is with a firm calm. If other kids are involved, remove them from the equation by some means, if necessary instructing them to ignore the over-excited child. Give the child space and time, be sure to get their attention when speaking to them. The main goal at this point is to get the child to calm down.

Unfortunately, the child is not always so accommodating. As often as they will eventually and uneventfully calm down, they will also get upset or refuse to stop or intentionally escalate in a desperate attempt to recapture the fun they were having before they were so callously interrupted.

It is the hope of every parent that their child will outgrow their current ET.

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Football

Legends in Their Own Minds

OK, I’m trying really hard not to laugh…

And failing miserably…BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

I’m pretty sure we all know how this ends.