Interesting misperception.
And some research on perception.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Thursday, March 20, 2008
My Picks...
For the sweet sixteen.
East: North Carolina, Washington State, Louisville, Tennessee
Midwest: Kansas, Vanderbilt, Southern Cal, Georgetown (Kathy and I will be there)
South: Memphis, Michigan State, Marquette, Texas
West: UCLA, Drake, Purdue, Duke
Next week, I'll give my final four.
East: North Carolina, Washington State, Louisville, Tennessee
Midwest: Kansas, Vanderbilt, Southern Cal, Georgetown (Kathy and I will be there)
South: Memphis, Michigan State, Marquette, Texas
West: UCLA, Drake, Purdue, Duke
Next week, I'll give my final four.
Desert Southwest Basketball Trip
On Wednesday, March 12, Bade, Dupuis, and I arrived in El Paso to bright, sunny skies and temperatures in the 60s. We had lunch at a local Mexican restaurant with Gerry McCool who graduated from Stevenson HS in late 70s. Gerry played basketball at Central Michigan, went to Chicago to podiatry school, and eventually bought the second office from his original partner in El Paso. After checking in to the hotel we took a ride along the Transmountain Road that crosses a mountain on the edge of El Paso, seeing beautiful desert mountain scenery. Later we visited UTEP to see the Sun Bowl and Don Haskins Arena--beautiful setting cut into the mountains.
It's a small world. I was making small talk with another guest in the hotel elevator. Eventually he asked me if my name is Jim. Well, yes, then if my last name is Reagan. He is Bob Langham who Brenda knows very well in the business world and was in El Paso on business.
Jeff McCool drove in from Hobbs, New Mexico to join us for the week.
Thursday we drove up to Las Cruces, NM to New Mexico State University for four quarterfinal games of the Western Athletic Conference men's basketball tournament. Winners followed the seedings. Attendance was light except for the last game of the day when host NMSU beat Idaho (located in Moscow where Joey lived). This is where Jeff played his college basketball. We met up with Dean Carmichael for dinner and the second session; Dean is a former student at Jeff's junior college who Jeff mentored mentored and now teaches in Las Cruces.
The next day we drove up to Albuquerque. Mountains on either side and desert as far as the eye could see. Four hours and nothing but desert. Actually we went through Albuquerque to Sante Fe and after seeing the state capitol had lunch on the square (plaza) and then drove back to Albuquerque. That evening we attended a college baseball game at Isotopes Park, the home of Albuquerque's AAA baseball team, between U of New Mexico and UNLV. Glad I took a jacket since the temperature dropped about 10 degrees in the hour after the sun set. Later, Mark Golda, who taught at SHS with us twelve years ago before returning to Albuquerque, joined us at the hotel for war stories and a nickel-dime poker game.
Saturday morning found us at the first of eight high school basketball final games, both boys and girls, played at the Pit, UNM's famous basketball arena. Jeff and Jim stayed for all eight games, but Ken and I took our breaks from the action. After the last game ended (Jeff's Hobbs team beat Clovis for the 5A championship) we went to get a bite to eat. And in this college and hotel area most restaurants were closed, including Fuddruckers and Burger King--amazing. Not yet ready for bed we took a ten minute drive to Sandia Casino where I lost playing video poker -- get this Brenda -- one whole dollar. Here's an industry that is flourishing! New casino, new hotel in the middle of the desert.
Sunday we drove back to El Paso through a sandstorm. Driving winds kept us from relaxing at the wheel. When we took our pit stop we got sand in our eyes and mouths. We got back early enough so Jeff could have a lot of daylight for his return trip to Hobbs. Watched a bit of the NCAA tourney selection show, then had dinner where Brenda recommended, Dominic's. Great food and ambiance. I now know why she likes this place.
Great weather through the whole trip except for the winds--sunny, temperatures from 40s to 70s, We returned Monday to 30s and snow still on the ground in Romeo.
It's a small world. I was making small talk with another guest in the hotel elevator. Eventually he asked me if my name is Jim. Well, yes, then if my last name is Reagan. He is Bob Langham who Brenda knows very well in the business world and was in El Paso on business.
Jeff McCool drove in from Hobbs, New Mexico to join us for the week.
Thursday we drove up to Las Cruces, NM to New Mexico State University for four quarterfinal games of the Western Athletic Conference men's basketball tournament. Winners followed the seedings. Attendance was light except for the last game of the day when host NMSU beat Idaho (located in Moscow where Joey lived). This is where Jeff played his college basketball. We met up with Dean Carmichael for dinner and the second session; Dean is a former student at Jeff's junior college who Jeff mentored mentored and now teaches in Las Cruces.
The next day we drove up to Albuquerque. Mountains on either side and desert as far as the eye could see. Four hours and nothing but desert. Actually we went through Albuquerque to Sante Fe and after seeing the state capitol had lunch on the square (plaza) and then drove back to Albuquerque. That evening we attended a college baseball game at Isotopes Park, the home of Albuquerque's AAA baseball team, between U of New Mexico and UNLV. Glad I took a jacket since the temperature dropped about 10 degrees in the hour after the sun set. Later, Mark Golda, who taught at SHS with us twelve years ago before returning to Albuquerque, joined us at the hotel for war stories and a nickel-dime poker game.
Saturday morning found us at the first of eight high school basketball final games, both boys and girls, played at the Pit, UNM's famous basketball arena. Jeff and Jim stayed for all eight games, but Ken and I took our breaks from the action. After the last game ended (Jeff's Hobbs team beat Clovis for the 5A championship) we went to get a bite to eat. And in this college and hotel area most restaurants were closed, including Fuddruckers and Burger King--amazing. Not yet ready for bed we took a ten minute drive to Sandia Casino where I lost playing video poker -- get this Brenda -- one whole dollar. Here's an industry that is flourishing! New casino, new hotel in the middle of the desert.
Sunday we drove back to El Paso through a sandstorm. Driving winds kept us from relaxing at the wheel. When we took our pit stop we got sand in our eyes and mouths. We got back early enough so Jeff could have a lot of daylight for his return trip to Hobbs. Watched a bit of the NCAA tourney selection show, then had dinner where Brenda recommended, Dominic's. Great food and ambiance. I now know why she likes this place.
Great weather through the whole trip except for the winds--sunny, temperatures from 40s to 70s, We returned Monday to 30s and snow still on the ground in Romeo.
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