Saturday, December 12

Sarah's "Dog" Shopping Nightmare


Sarah woke today from dozing in a pain-pill induced haze and called for me to come over.

"What, Sweetheart?" I asked, "Do you need more water?"
"No, I need a hug. I just had a terrible dream."
"Oh no, what was it about?"
"It was really bad."
"It's ok. You can tell me."
"Well," she started, "I had a dream that I was shopping."
"That sounds good. Girls love shopping."
"No, I had a dream that I was shopping and Beth Chapman from Dog the Bounty Hunter had her own clothing store."
"You're right," I said. "That's a terrible dream."
"The worst part was that Beth Chapman had her own store and she was forcing me to buy clothes and try them on. It was a really bad dream."

The moral of the story: If you think all the crowds are bad while you're doing your Christmas shopping this month, remember, it could be much worse. You could be trapped in a store owned by this woman, and forced to try on clothes. Fashions by Beth: A fate worse than death.

 

Thursday, December 10

Sarah Preps for Surgery

Sarah prepares this morning for bone graft surgery. The procedure will remove a mass from inside the bone that forms the tip of her left ring finger. Once this mass is removed, bone matter from forearm will be used to fill the void in her finger bone.
It's a routine operation that will take an hour to complete. She's scheduled to begin at around 9:30. We anticipate bringing her home by Noon.
I know she'd appreciate your prayers for an uneventful surgery.

Tuesday, December 8

Anatomy of a Story

Whether you're reading a book or writing one. Whether you're watching a movie, a commercial, or viewing a magazine; you are experiencing Story.


I've been studying Story for the past 8 years now. How to build them, interpret them, transfer them, capture and retell them, and how to assess their potential emotional impact on an audience. I'm still not very good at any of those things...but I have seen and told a tale or two.

The past couple of weeks I've been reading the Old Testament in large chunks. No, it's not because I'm spiritual. It's because I'm playing catch-up on all the semester end projects I should have been working on since October.(It's amazing what procrastination can do for your time in the Bible when you're in seminary.)

Anyway, reading it in large sections give you a great bird's-eye view of the major themes and movements. Usually when you read the Bible, you get bogged down in the details. You can't see the forest for the trees... You can't see the point for the facts.

In the middle of all this reading, I had an epiphany about Story. From a TV ad to a feature news story, to a travel magazine article, to the "greatest story ever told," I'm seeing a simple pattern in the little stories that make up Story. It's kind of a meta script for how good stories are put together in a way that keeps us interested, engages emotions and provokes response.

Others have already seen this pattern, this meta script for assembling good stories I'm sure...but I'm calling it:

Anatomy of Story

1. A hope is held.
2. A problem interferes.
3. The problem deepens.
4. The hope is revived.
5. The hope is realized.

    Try putting the stories you come across through this filter. Does it work? Think about it in relation to the story of Christ and Christmas...

    Ok...now I have to stop procrastinating and get back to my reading...

    Monday, December 7

    Dear Wildman: "Women Not Complicated, Grow Up"








    Dear Wildman:


    Girls are *not* complicated! How hard is it to say "You're pretty" and give us chocolate?



    -Simple in AZ


    Dear Simple:

    Women are complicated.

    Let me 'splain. It's complicated. Because, it doesn't just involve the words and candy. It also involves timing. So, what makes women complicated is that you have to do the right things (which they've told you to do) at the right time (when it's convincing and they don't think you're doing it because they told you to). Plus, you have to surprise them with the comments and chocolate - even though they know what's coming and when.

    Women are not complicated like golf is not complicated. Simple, yet requiring great skill. Oh, and your life could be in jeopardy if you mess up. So, I guess it's more like playing golf with the devil with your eternal soul on the line.


    Not complicated at all.



    Except for you, Sarah, my sweet, pretty wife. Here's some chocolate.


    (Didn't see that one coming, did you? Score.)


      

    Wednesday, December 2

    Snow?!?


    A 70 degree Thanksgiving weekend followed by a chilly snow? Now I'm even more confused about climate change. Can we install a climate change switch? I'll take some global warming in the winter and some global cooling in the summer.

    Now that'd be what you call climate control!

    Tuesday, November 24

    Wildman talks with comedian Michael Jr., for crosswalk.com


    He's been on Jay Leno, Jimmy Kimmel, and Comedy Central. And my chance to interview Michael Jr. nearly ended as soon as it began.


    "Hey, Michael Jr.! Thanks for taking a few minutes to talk to me."
    "No problem, man."
    "So, I figured we'd just chat about you and your new DVD."
    "Yeah. Well. The DVD's coming out on the 4th. And I like doing comedy. So...bye."
    "Umm...."
    "Just kiddin', bro. You just left that wide open for me right there."


    The joke was clearly on me. But I was interviewing a stand-up comic, so what was I to expect? Luckily, he decided to keep the conversation going and the result is my latest article for crosswalk.com.


    He's a great guy, and he's a Christian comedian who's actually funny. Shocker, I know....


    When you read the interview, be sure to give it 5 stars! =)
        

    Friday, November 20

    ConFession Friday: I watched a dog eat a kid's kite and laughed

    I laughed so hard I fell on the ground, lay back on the grass, and roared.


    It's the end of the week and you've probably got something you need to get off your chest. Here's mine:


    So we were at the park in Austin this weekend hanging out Sarah's brother and his friend. Tossing around a frisbee and enjoying the nice weather. A playful, athletic yellow-lab mix runs over to us and starts barking at the frisbee. The dog rips the disc out of Julie's hand and makes a dash across the grass. No owner in sight.



    It was a friendly dog. Just a little over-zealous.


    Josh finally manages to get the lab to release the plastic frisbee, which is now nicely decorated with several puncture holes from the dog's teeth. Our game of catch is now over.


    The dog is not finished playing. He comes back over to us (still no owner in sight). We finally shoo him away and he trots off, looking for more entertainment. He starts rolling in a puddle of mud. That's when he spots the boy.


    On four muddy paws, the lab bounds over to the kid and his family who are watching the father try to get the boy's kite in the air. The kite is twirling and spinning, struggling to stay aloft in the light breeze. It's just out of reach of the lab, who is launching himself upward with all four feet coming off the ground as he snaps at the tail of the fluttering kite.


    The wind fails. The kite falls. The yellow lab mauls the boy's kite using his forepaws to pin it to the ground as he rips shred after shred of red fabric from the frame.


    And I laughed. I laughed so hard I fell on the ground, lay back on the grass, and roared. I sat up and watched the dog drag the remains of the kite back to the mud puddle. The boy's face looked like he was watching the murder of his pet rabbit.


    And I laughed. We were too far away for the family to hear us. But...


    We all laughed at the yellow lab who was having fun in the park at our expense.


    OK. There's my Friday ConFession. I feel so much better. Anything you'd like to 'Fess? You'll feel better if you do....


      

    Tuesday, November 10

    Wildman Nails Deployment Prediction, Obama Furious

    As a sign of his obvious anger and disgust, Obama has ignored my multiple facebook friend requests. Apparently my message, "Yes, we can be friends" has been met with an emphatic "No, we can't."


    According to a CBS News report, President Obama has decided on a "new strategy" in Afghanistan, planning to "send a lot more troops...and keep them there long term." Coincidentally, his strategy sounds sounds similar to Gen. Stanley McChrystal's request for 40,000 new combat troops in Afghanistan. 


    The US will deploy a total of 100,000 troops to sunny Central Asia by the end of next year.


    No doubt, the President is anticipating backlash from voters and political entities across the spectrum. Democrats will accuse him of following in the footsteps of George Bush II. Republicans will accuse him of following in the footsteps of George Bush II. George Bush II will accuse Obama of making fun of his idea, then stealing his idea and not giving him any credit for it. 


    King Solomon will likely use the opportunity to promote his new book, "Ecclesiastes," citing his work on "there's nothing new under the sun" and "everything is meaningless, a chasing after the wind" as especially relevant to the discussion.


    Obama could see all that coming. But there's one startling source of critique that has blindsided him like a freight train at full-speed loaded with the lead of truth -- my facebook page.

    Exactly two weeks ago, I posted this prediction about the outcome of his "long and careful deliberation" about the deployment of more troops to Afghanistan (Props to Kelly for the election timing nuance.):

    Obama was so shocked and angered that I, a seasoned political analyst, could see where his "new strategy" was headed two weeks before it was announced that he refused to comment on my status update.

    As a sign of his obvious anger and disgust, Obama has ignored my multiple facebook friend requests. Apparently my message, "Yes, we can be friends" has been met with an emphatic "No, we can't." 


    It seems that the White House has been ordered to not follow my twitter feed.

    Don't worry, America. This freight train of truth will keep rolling. Being shunned by our Commander in Chief is a price I'm willing to pay for my insightful  140 character political commentaries.

    Saturday, November 7

    Working with ChristianWorks

    Over the last several weeks, I've had the chance to learn about an outstanding organization called ChristianWorks. ChristianWorks offers professional counseling free of charge to people who are struggling through the tough stuff of life -- like a death in the family, illness, and marriage troubles. Their professional counselors work with people of all ages from their top-notch facility in Dallas. It's quality work done from a biblical perspective.


    You can check out their wide range of services on their website: www.christian-works.org. It's a good thing to put in your back pocket for the future. Maybe for you, maybe for a friend.


    ChristianWorks also has an adoption service that helps connect qualified couples with expectant mothers who find themselves with an unplanned pregnancy. I put together a series of videos for their website -- real life stories of how they're helping people. Here's an example...



    The Erwins' Adoption Story - AdoptionWorks from ChristianWorks for Children on Vimeo.


    Click on the video for more stories....


    It's so encouraging to see some believers who get it, and put faith to action.

    Tuesday, November 3

    Sarah released, diagnosis uncertain

    Good news. The doctor released Sarah from the hospital at about 1pm -- after 12 hours of tests and multiple injections of antihistamines and steroids.

    Unfortunately, the steroids were not of the performance enhancing variety, so her running speed and her muscle bulk will not improve. However, the medication eventually had the desired effect on her swollen tongue so her ability to breathe, swallow, and talk are near normal. You might call that performance enhancing.

    The medication treated the symptoms, but has not revealed any ideas about the cause - or the cure - for Sarah's health troubles. Her allergic reaction isn't necessarily to food; it could be environmental, airborne, or even hereditary. So, we'll continue to monitor her from home and schedule more tests in the near future.

    In the meanwhile, we'll keep a supply of ready-made anti-inflammatory injections on hand in case we need to self-administer a treatment in the case of another flare up.

    Thanks again for your prayers and concerns....it means a lot to her to know her friends are standing with her.

    Sarah admitted to hospital, status improving.


    We just wanted to pass along an update on Sarah's health status.

    Sarah appears to have experienced a severe allergic reaction late yesterday evening called angioedema that caused her tongue to swell to such an extent that it was endangering her ability to breathe. I took her to the ER at Baylor Medical Center here in Frisco at about 1am, where she was given several shots to reduce the inflammation.  When she did not respond to these initial doses of medication, the hospital staff decided to admit her for further treatment and testing.

    Overnight, Sarah's status has improved dramatically. She was able to eat breakfast, and the swelling is largely subsided.  The cause of the problem remains a mystery, but her doctor expects her to be released from the hospital after lunch today.

    There's no cause for alarm at this point, but the condition could have been potentially life-threatening if we had not acted in time. Once Sarah is released, we're going to have a battery of allergy tests conducted to try to find a root cause for her condition.

    Again, Sarah is fine and her spirits are high - after all, she has me for entertainment.

    Thanks for your prayers and concern!

    Tuesday, October 27

    Feat or Flop?


    It's the clash of two titans: Ethics vs. Curiosity.


    If someone told you they broke into a sacred site and filmed what they saw, what would you think? What if the site has never been filmed before, and the video footage will answer people's questions or strengthen their faith? Do they have a right to keep these places under lock and key...or do we have a right to know?


    In my latest article for crosswalk.com, I talk with documentary producer and host Brandon Trones about his guerilla filming techniques in the Holy Land for his new documentary...and about what the 40 day pilgrimage and fast he performed while he did his filming means to him and to us.


    Holy Land Pilgrimage Goes Extreme in The Road Less Traveled


    Read it and tell us what you think about these kind of extreme religious behaviors. Is it a feat, or a flop?

    Thursday, October 22

    A married bachelor's 10-step, fool-proof plan

    There comes a time in every married man's life when he must relive his past. I'm not talking about a mid-life crisis or a counseling session on a shrink's couch where you talk about your childhood. I'm talking about resurrecting those bittersweet days as a bachelor.


    Oh, that time in the past when hearing someone describe your apartment as "a real bachelor pad" was a badge of honor. "That's right, baby. This is an art-free, candle-free, kitchen towel-free, toilet paper-free zone." You want to see some Monet or some little bubbling pots of potpourri, then go see a chick. If you want to admire my stereo and play some xbox, then push that pile of unfolded laundry to the side and have a seat. Those were the days, right?


    Times have changed. Now my dinners include vegetables, my coffee table is stacked with candles, my car hasn't broken down in like, six months, and my socks smell like fabric softener. I'm clothed, seated, and in my right mind.


    In other words, now I'm married.


    But, for the last few weeks, strange things have been happening. Suddenly, I can't find the key to the mailbox, or my phone, or the salt shaker. Suddenly, pizza boxes are sprouting up around the kitchen again, like weeds in an unattended garden. Sarah, the civilizing force in my life, has been traveling. So, I'm The Bachelor once again.


    I've been reading a lot of books about being married and keeping your woman happy. I'm not going to lie - I'm a walking encyclopedia on the inner workings of the female mind. So, while Sarah's away, I've decided to put all knowledge to work.


    They say that when a woman's gone, she wants to know she was missed. She wants to feel appreciated and feel like you are a part of your life you can't do without. So, I've come up with a 10-step, fool-proof plan for letting Sarah know just how much she means to me:

    • 1.  Order pizza like, every day. You can eat that thing for lunch and dinner. Brilliant.
    • 2.  Play xbox. 
    • 3.  Don't shave. For two weeks.
    • 4.  Put off all essential home and work tasks. Once panic and confusion set in, procrastinate with more xbox.
    • 5.  Text her every day to ask her, "When's trash day? XOXO"
    • 6.  Roll up used kitchen towels and stuff them into random drawers.
    • 7.  Bury the bills under some fast food wrappers on the table. The power company won't mind a little hot sauce.
    • 8.  Sell the couch and buy a massive comfy chair. That's what happens when you only need seating for one.
    • 9.  Run out of clean bowls and use the potpourri dish for morning cereal. Leave said dish in the sink with a few cheerios attached, for effect. 
    • 10.  Pick her up from the airport wearing the exact the same outfit I dropped her off in last week. Explain the fact that my shirt smells like my apartment used to smell when we were dating by telling her that's just the pheromones in my new cologne. When that doesn't work, tell her I'm just kidding - I'm really in a focus group that's testing out dryer sheets that smell like deer urine. Those bucks'll never see me coming now.
    The way I see it, the moment Sarah comes back, she'll immediately see how important she is to me and how I could never live without her. Jackpot.


    If this goes well, I'll probably write a marriage book. I've got a lot of other fool-proof plans the men of America need to know about. 


    You can thank me in advance.


    Monday, October 12

    My Monday (to the tune of the 12 days of christmas)

    ....ahem.

    ...5 hours of class.
    4 movie clips
    3 papers
    2 rental decks
    and a wife packing for her next trip.

    :)

    Thursday, October 8

    Wildman reviews new, controversial Dan Brown book for The Fish


    My, review of The Lost Symbol, Dan Brown's follow-up to The Da Vinci Code and Angels and Demons, is now up at thefish.com. The Fish is a new Salem site that takes "a Christian look @ pop culture." I'm happy to be picked up by this second site. They've also picked up a couple of my previous articles for crosswalk.com. That's fun!

    The Lost Symbol a controversial book because many Christian readers don't appreciate the irreverent tone Brown takes regarding Jesus and the Bible. That's one way to look at it.

    But, I talk about another way to see the book and its message. If you're thinking about reading it, or have decided you absolutly won't read it, check out my angle:


    And just for fun, build your own Dan Brown novel with the Dan Brown Plot Generator.


    Monday, September 28

    GoWild: How to Turn Yourself into a Font for Free


    So, I'm a procrastinator. I'd like to say I'm a recovering procrastinator, but I'm not there yet. The down side to putting all my tasks off until the last minute are the periodic moments of panic scattered throughout a typical week.

    No middle ground for me! It's either a sense of calm and well-being as I ignore the work piling up. Or, it's the terror that strikes hours before the deadline. In the past, I tried to reform myself. Now, I just blame the problem on genetics and my childhood. It's easier that way.

    The upside to my procrastinating ways is all the cool stuff I find on the internet while I'm distracting myself from my to-do list.

    Take this website for example: www.fontcapture.com. It's a fun and easy tool to convert your own handwriting into a true type font that you can use on your computer like any other font -- even in design programs like InDesign, Photoshop, and Illustrator. Best part? It's free.

    The process involves four easy steps:
    1. Go to the website and download the template.
    2. Print the template and fill it like (like I did above) with your handwriting sample.
    3. Scan the completed template and upload it to the site.
    4. Name your new font and download it.
    Once you have it on your computer's harddrive, you can install it like any font. Possible uses? Create a new font for a design layout. Print nearly hand-written looking letters to friends and family. Fill out forms. "Sign" documents. Fool the teacher into thinking your mother wrote a doctor's note.

    Or, if you're like me, you can finally realize just how bad your handwriting really is. You can download my font file to see for yourself. Ha! Have fun...

    Saturday, September 26

    "Lord, Save Us From Your Followers" review on front page of Crosswalk.com


    I'm not trying to brag or anything, it's just always cool to see something you've written put out there for others to read.

    We all have so much to think about everyday. There's the mundane stuff like what socks to pick out of the drawer. There's the routine stuff like what lane to pick in a freeway traffic jam. Then there's the important stuff like what we believe and how we treat others.

    There are a lot of voices out there offering input on all those decisions. I used to think that we need less voices. Less clutter. Less debate. Now, I think we need more. More diverse opinions. More voices. More opportunities to measure our thoughts against other viewpoints. Because none of us have it all figured out. And few of us have most of it figured out.

    There was a time when I was afraid of being wrong. Now, I think I'm more afraid of being right about everything. Part of me hopes how I see things isn't exactly how things really are. Part of me hopes there are still surprises around the corner, still perspective-altering conversations, still a future larger than the role I'm playing.

    I guess that's why I'm excited about my latest article for crosswalk.com. It's not much. Really. I'm just happy to be part of the conversation.

    I love those moments when I come across a little nugget of information or a little story from another's point of view and it makes me think. It knocks me off of mental autopilot and makes me feel human again. Refreshes my belief in the power of ideas, and the consequences of my choices.

    Maybe someday I'll be lucky enough to kick up a bit of turbulence in someone's air space. Make them grab the wheel again for themselves make a mid-course adjustment. Make them feel alive again.

    That would be awesome.

    Monday, September 7

    curious & foxy



    Check out this colorful little guy! I'm finally having a chance to process a photo here and there from my trip to Santa Rosa Island. I thought I'd share...

    He's a critically endangered Santa Rosa variety of Island Fox. They are endemic to Santa Rosa Island which, I learned, means they're native too the island and are only found there. A few of these foxes are also kept and bred at the Santa Barbara Zoo. These creatures are curious and playful and grow to be no larger than a house cat.

    Santa Rosa is part of an isolated national park where only a few dozen people visit annually. With limited contact with humans, this fox didn't have any fear of me. Once I worked my self into a position down wind of him on a hill, he couldn't leave me alone. He was so curious and playful that I finally had to shoo him away before he climbed onto my lap! What can I say? Foxes love me.

    Monday, August 31

    30 miles of desert

    I'm back on the mainland after three days on the Channel Islands off the California cost. Lots of excellent hiking on isolated shores brought relaxation and great photos. Although, after about 30 miles of hiking with wet sand in my shoes, my left foot's a bit worse for wear....

    A run-in with a miniature skunk, a close encounter with a rare breed of fox, and hang out time with Dad and brothers made it a memorable island adventure.

    Friday, August 28

    Gear up in ventura

    From here, it's a 4 hour ferry ride to the island. There's a hurricane moving up the coast, so the seas are too rough to dock at the island harbor.

    We're going in hot on a raft.

    Sunset in Santa Barbara

    Today: Beach, a Benz, Westmont College and old friends in Santa B.

    Tomorrow: A 730am shove off from the Ventura dock and a 4 hour ferry to the island.


    Thursday, August 27

    Sunrise over phoenix

    It's back to where it all started for me this morning -- Phoenix, AZ. The sun rises over my beloved Valley of the Sun. Here's a shout out to all my friends and familty in the desert. Go hug a cactus for me. Or, better yet, go hike a mountain.

    I miss those mountains.

    Wednesday, August 26

    an island adventure


    It's time to pull the backpack and camping gear out of storage, lace up the hiking boots, and wrap the camera in waterproof plastic. Adventure and relaxation await me this weekend at Channel Islands National Park!

    Thursday through Monday I'll be free from the grey concrete of Dallas and frolicking of the coast of sunny So. California. The trip starts by flying in to Santa Barbara to wish a sweet friend well on her first day of college at Westmont. Then I'll meet up with my Dad and brothers and take a ferry ride Friday morning out to the wonderfully isolated island of Santa Rosa.

    After a summer of my nose to the grindstone, I'm looking forward to some R&R before digging in to an arduous semester at DTS.

    The island's beyond phone range (sweet!), but look for a few quick mobile updates...


    Sunday, August 23

    GoWild: 5 tips for your first visit to the new Cowboy Stadium


    The Dallas Cowboys christened their new stadium Friday night against the Tennessee Titans. I had a chance to try out the billion-dollar complex for myself, 19 rows from the 20 yard line.

    Even though it was only a preseason game, about 75,000 people came out for the event. The atmosphere felt like a mid-season NFL game complete with tailgate parties and people painted blue.

    If you want to paint yourself blue, I'm not going to judge. But to help keep you from feeling blue on your first visit to cowboy stadium, here are some things you should know before you go.



    Scope out your view.
    Prepare to be impressed with what a billion dollars can buy. Expansive space with lots of glass and a capacity of 100,000 under the largest single span dome in the world. The view from inside is so massive it feels fake. Before the game, they showed a video demonstrating how the Statue of Liberty, the St. Louis Arch, and the Empire State Building can all fit inside the stadium with room to spare.


    Despite the grand scale, there's really not a bad seat in the house - even on the 4th tier section that takes the term "nose bleeds" to new heights. Seriously, if you're afraid of heights you might want pass up on the top section.

    Tickets prices aren't for the faint of heart, either. The image above shows our seats for the pre-season game versus the Titans and the price tag. Yes, you read that right. Since your seats are such and investment, you'll want to check out the stadium's interactive seating charts. Click on a section, and you can check out the virtual view from your seat. For example, to see where I sat, click here, then click on section C133 on the map.


    Get a game plan.
    Traffic flow is well laid out and handled the thousands of cars with minimal waiting during my visit. Still, if you ever have a chance to go, do yourself a favor and visit the special map website dedicated to helping you plan your route to the stadium. Simply enter your ZIP code, and it gives you the best route based on real-time traffic and construction info. It's bad enough when Romo gets called for a delay of game...you don't want to be slapped with a delay to the game.

    Parking near the stadium is expensive. As you can see from this parking map, lots surrounding the stadium complex are divided into two tiers: Blue and Silver. Most if not all the Blue and Silver lots require a pre-paid parking pass with prices running from $70 - $120. Some of the Ranger Stadium cash lots are open before the game for $50.

    If you're running low on funds after your ticket purchase, or you're wanting to save up for a hotdog at the game (see below), you can find some private parking areas for half the price. You'll just have to walk a bit. Along Division Street, we found a sweet deal for $25. If you want the scoop on that, I can hook you up.

    Watch where you point that thing.
    Heads up -- there are strict rules for what kind of cameras you can take to a cowboy's game in the new facility. No video cameras of any kind are allowed. Still cameras that don't have detachable lenses are also permitted. In other words, fancy SLR-type rigs are a no-no. If you can take the lens off the camera body, you'll want to leave it at home. There aren't any storage lockers at the stadium, so if you try to sneak a camera past security and they get wise to your shenanigans, you'll be hoofing it back to the car.


    Don't forget your wallet.
    Yes, your ticket was expensive, but it's not the last time Jerry will sing "Ka-ching" as you open your billfold. Concessions aren't cheap. My hotdog and pepsi were $10.50. That's the budget route. Expect to drop nearly 10 bucks for nachos, a bar-b-que sandwich, or a beer. The up side is that club section seats have their own limited access concession stands that drastically reduce lines.

    And the pro shop... Really? You didn't just ask that, did you?

    Pass the popcorn.
    One of the reasons there's not a bad seat in the house are the twin 60-yard-long HD TVs mounted above the playing field. Yes, that's right 60 yards long, making them the largest HD TVs in the world. Even from the upper levels, you feel like you're a part of the action.

    The image on the screens is so sharp that you find yourself spending more time looking at the screens than at the field of play - even from the very best seats in the stadium. If you're in the lower sections, you'll find the screens so low that they're dipping into your field of view. At our experience with the inaugural game, the screens were too low, in fact. A Titan's punter hit the bottom of the displays during the game, forcing a do-over. Look for the screens to be raised several feet in the future.

    Because the TVs are so impressive, you'll want to avoid end cap seats so you can take in the all the HD goodness.

    The TVs dominate the viewing experience - and also present a catch 22. It's kind of ironic but, if you were going to spring for 4 good seats, a good parking space, and food for the crew you might consider going out and getting yourself a big TV and throwing your own party instead.

    Extra Point: Witten introduced for the first time at Cowboy Stadium

    Thursday, August 13

    Can you help identify this mystery chief?

    Someone brought a vintage photographic plate into my parent's print shop this week, and we're looking for any clues regarding the subject of the portrait it contains. What tribe is he from? Do the garments indicate any specific dates or regions where this Native American may have lived?

    Here's what I do know

    The image to the right is a scan and inversion of the plate, showing what a print made from the plate would look like. Judging from the material of the plate, I'm guessing it's a Tintype (also known as a Ferrotype) plate. Tintype caught on as a photographic method in the US around the mid 1800's. Although still in use as a novelty as late as the 1950's, Tintype was eclipsed by better technology by about 1910. If this is in fact a Tintype plate, the date of this image would most likely fall between 1854 and 1910.

    That's almost 60 years of history spanning the Civil War until the years before WWI -- a very wide span. We're going to have to rely on the subject of the portrait to narrow the scope.

    Here's what I'm guessing

    I am not very knowledgeable about vintage Native American attire, but I think the eagle feather headdress our mysterious subject wears is a warrior bonnet and indicates he is a chief. It could also be a clue about his tribe.

    Elaborate ceremonial head wear was common to most native tribes, but the particular style of mystery chief's bonnet seems to resemble that of the Plains Indians. To me, it looks very similar to the headdress worn by the Sioux chief American Horse in this photo from c. 1900. The Cheyenne also wore very similar garments, as seen in the photo below, also from around the turn of the 20th century.

    In the mystery photo, it seems that a portion of a teepee can be seen over the shoulder of the chief. If so, that would further confirm a connection to a Plains Indian tribe.

    In her email to me, my mother describes some further details in from the plate scan:
    I got to handle the plate for the photo! It was a piece of art in itself. The owner wants to believe he is a medicine man because she can’t see an arrowhead on the shaft. When I scanned the plate and inverted the image in photoshop then adjusted the levels, I’m seeing a pretty good sized arrowhead...do you? There is a tee pee a bit blurred in the background behind his headdress and I believe human hair on his shaft [of the lance in his hand]...The scalloped edge of his sleeve and the 4 point beaded star at his temple are all clues.

    Beadwork was common to all Plains Tribes, but the geometric star pattern at his temple appears to be one of the best unique identifying marks in the image. From my research so far, both the Sioux and Sans Arcs were known to incorporate star patterns into their geometric bead designs.

    Here's what we've done so far

    We've combed the Library of Congress online image archive and scanned the Smithsonian's National Anthropological Archives with no matches. Both collections are extensive, so we're hoping some of our history-loving friends can narrow things down.

    Any ideas or insights are appreciated! We'll keep you posted.



    Tuesday, August 11

    Ever wikipedia'd your alma (doesn't) mater?

    Are you one of those people who didn't buy a school ring because nobody will have ever heard of your alma mater when you tell them the name? Raise your ringless hand. Me, too. Those of you who've attended a school with a name people recognize don't have this problem. Texas? OK. Arizona State? Yep. Oklahoma Baptist University? Umm, is that one of those print-your-own-diploma jobbies?

    Well, if you ever wonder if anyone that matriculated at your no-name school amounted to much, try doing an online search for a list of notable alumni. I did, and I found a cool list of some crazy characters that once haunted the same halls of learning at OBU. Kind of a fun way to catch at bit of school spirit...and see whose paths you've unknowingly crossed!

    I guess I'm ok with being a Bison...

    Monday, August 10

    NY pickpockets weren't our biggest worry...

    So, apparently we were taking our life in our hands with our recent trip to New York. Of course we expected the need to clutch backpacks and handbags a bit closer than usual, and to keep an eye out for the cops when browsing for bootleg purses. But, as we boarded our ferry each morning and evening to and from our hotel on the Jersey shore, we never thought to keep an eye on the skies above and watch for falling objects.

    As it turns out, we should have kept our eyes out for falling aircraft. At least twice a day, we crossed the flight paths of both US Airways flight 1549 and of this weeks' mid-air helicopter / small airplane crash in the Hudson River. All three doomed aircraft splashed into the waters mere yards from our hotel. Glad we turned down the helicopter tour!

    Here's a short virtual tour showing our ferry landing and hotel in relation to the two crash sites. Both crash locations are based on US Coast Guard latitude and longitude coordinates and flight record data.


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