Brand New Ice Experience

So today we should have had a two-hour delay. But we didn't. It wasn't an issue until I got to Sullivan--the roads in town were insanely bad. I didn't get over 20, and had serious issues stopping/slowing down on multiple occassions. One incident, however, was a new one for me. There was already an accident on Section Street, with a car half in my lane and half in the ditch to the right. So, after waiting for a gap in oncoming traffic, we got ready to move forward. When I took my foot off the break to pull around, my car started to move....sideways. The road was so slick the tilt of the road was enough to push me towards the ditch on the right.

If you've never been through it, being in your car and moving perpendicular to the road in quite the experience.

Weird Game, Take Two

So, we one-upped ourselves tonight. For those of you interested in basketball in any way, I have a question for you. When was the last time you can recal where a team scored seven points in the second half of a ballgame.....and WON BY 12?!? Screwy... White River Valley hit a three at the buzzer to go into the locker room down 19 at 35-16. By far the best half we've played as a team all year, I think. And sure enough, we come out and coast in. To the tune of 7 stinkin' points in the second half (and all by one guy). But, it was still enough to win 42-30.

It'd be nice to be able to play well, you know, for four quarters in a game.

Weird Game

My JV team was involved in a very weird game last night. We led 13-1 after one quarter--we just put on a clinic. A beautiful display of 2-3 zone precision. Then, we fell apart. Down 19-18 at half, and 31-25 after three quarters. Then we started changing up our defenses, mixing in some trapping, some man, and some press. We ended up winning by 7, I think. Craziness. On a team that averages about 22% from the three point line, we went 5-8. Clearly, that's great coaching.

Freakin' cold

The title has nothing to do with this post, I just wanted to complain about how freakin' cold it is.

Had a very interesting conversation yesterday about God's place in a marriage. And it's not necessarily something I didn't know, but to hear it said, to hear it to be "ok," and to see people who live that way, it's really cool. When "leaders" of the house church I attend get stressed, get excited, get confused, or any other pertinent emotion/verb strikes them, they don't go to the other. They go to God. I know God is supposed to number one, even above a spouse (maybe especially above a spouse), but to see someone attest to that and really live that is pretty cool. And encouraging--that it's possible to achieve the thing I'm striving for and do so within the contexts of a marriage, something else that would be nice at some point in the future.

enter smooth transition here

I have a hypothetical situation I want to throw out there and get feedback on. Say this person you love and want to marry ends up, through no fault of her own, to have this deadly disease. To consummate a potential marriage would involve contracting the disease on your own. For extra kicks, let's say that the life expectancy after contraction of this disease is only a couple of years. So, would you actually marry the person? And if so, actually consummate the marriage (after all, sex is an important part of marriage, in my completely single opinion)? Would doing so be really stupid, or really romantic? I'm curious as to your thoughts... (for what it's worth, the origin of this train of thought is not a desire on my part to get married to someone I know who has such a disease...or any disease, for that matter)

Almost a huge problem

When I awoke this morning, something felt wrong. Out of sorts, so to speak. It took me a second to realize what it was--my alarm didn't wake me. That seemed weird--I felt fairly well rested. So I look at the clock. 6:36. Hmm, not too bad. Except that I want to wake up at 5:30. Apparently, setting the alarm clock wasn't high on my priority list last night. Oops. Now, I have to be at school no later than 8 (I try to get there by 7:30), so it wasn't the end of the world, and I actually walked in the building at 7:58 (all kinds of time), so there was no real big consequence, but it made for a rather stressful morning. Breakfast never tasted so...fast...

Almost Over

It's so sad--my break is almost over. I have only 4 days left. And of those four days, I have two basketball games to coach, one practice to run, oil to get changed, hair to get cut, seating charts to make, and lesson plans to write. I'm excited about that, no really, I am.

So how do I respond to that? Settlers of Catan: Cities and Knights!!! But it led to a very interesting philosophical question: What is the plural of metropolis? Is it metropoli? Metropolis? Metropolices? Metropolises? Oh, and by the way, when you have two of...them....it's very helpful in the whole "winning the game" process. :)