It wasn’t the final post ever

I don’t know what I was thinking Monday with my post about Japan, that somehow I wouldn’t be able to update the site so many miles from home.

Japan is like, land of Internet and Wi-fi and all things electronic… of course I’d be able to blog. For what it’s worth I can also e-mail and text and call my neighbors like I never left home. (Can’t feed the cats though–had to have someone else handle that one for us.)

Saying we’re having a good time in Japan is like saying Babe Ruth was a pretty good baseball player. Full updates will follow, naturally, but for now know that, yeah, we made it, and, if you have the opportunity some day–it took me 43 years–see this place in person.

You’ll be able to use your phone, don’t worry.

But hopefully this is NOT the final post ever

If you’re reading this on Monday, July 7, I’m about 7,000 miles away from home, currently in or en route to Tokyo, Japan. (With time zone changes it takes over 24 hours to get there, so any time you’re reading this Monday… I’m traveling to Japan.)

Ideally I’ll post updates on the usual Monday-Wednesday-Friday schedule over the next week and a half–one doesn’t go to Japan for the weekend–but I don’t really know what to expect with Internet or Wi-Fi or, well, anything really.

If this is the last post ever at mikeoconnelljr.com it’s been a good run.

To my friends: if like six months goes by and you don’t hear from me the place to find me is Japan.

Repeat: I’m in Japan.

My favorite daytime holiday

Today on Math and Musings Franklin and I discuss our recent trip to Coney Island, among other things home of the famous Nathan’s Hot Dog Eating Contest… happening TODAY!

Yeah, we weren’t/aren’t there for the contest. Just doing some advance work I suppose.

If you’re in New York City today, head to Coney Island. But if you’re in the D.C. area (and you’re reading this today before 10:30 a.m.), come on out to Claude Moore Park in Sterling, Virginia, to celebrate Fourth Fest! I’ll be reciting the text of the Declaration of Independence, a tradition of mine going back more than 20 years.

I hear they’re also selling hot dogs.

Birthdays and anniversaries

I’ve heard that John Adams always insisted July 2 should be the real commemoration of our nation’s independence, not July 4, so perhaps today we begin year number 250 in our history.

In my family, though, the end of June and beginning of July mark several birthdays, notably Irene Gallagher, my grandmother, who was born on July 3, 1925. She’d be 100 years old tomorrow, and I think I’m going to celebrate with a Manhattan and an episode of The Golden Girls.

Irene Gallagher lived the quintessential 20th century American life, from Depression to war to homemaker to working woman to the retired doting grandmother I knew and loved into the third millennium.

Three years ago, on what would have been her 97th birthday I aired an episode of Math and Musings describing her life in detail, and submitted for your approval (you’ll see why that makes sense when listening to the episode), I offer it here again.

Enjoy.

And happy birthday, Grandma!

New York is where the real philosophy comes out

This weekend I was traveling with my son in New York City, visiting lower Manhattan and parts east, basically the sections of New York we didn’t hit last time (Broadway show and Yankee game). There are these whole other sections of the city and its vicinity I never went to as a kid, when “all” I did was go to Broadway shows and Yankee games.

More than observing the culture and pizza of Brooklyn and Long Island I enjoyed seeing some long-time friends. (I say long-time friends, not old friends, as none of us is “old.”) It had been quite a number of years since we had been together and it was long overdue. Getting to share the experience with my own child made it that much sweeter (we all have kids now), as I do enjoy introducing my “new” friend around. (Eleven isn’t exactly new, but compared to most of my other friends my son and I just met yesterday.)

Over the next few weeks on Math and Musings you’ll hear about some of the exploits my son and I endeavored and yes, they were oftentimes amusing, but it’s always about the people, isn’t it?

Neil Peart once said something like when he was young he thought life was great but people sucked, then when he got older he realized life sucks but people can be great. I’ve made that transition in thought as well, and sometimes like to think that both life and people can be great.

And while we’re at it? Do everything, see everyone, go everywhere, be anything.

Not everything works out perfectly but you do your best, right?

I’d like to think everyone else is doing this too.

Or isn’t it pretty to think so?

Thunder win championship… so I am told

Current location: Atlantic City, New Jersey, for my annual pilgrimage to said town. I’m working my way on doing everything here but for two things. One, I don’t plan to spend a nickel at any slot machine or gaming table. Two, I did not watch any of Game Seven of the NBA Finals. Yeah, my hotel room TV did not have ESPN. Didn’t have ESPN. Kind of unbelievable, actually, but then, the result of the game was the thing I could have told you two months ago: team with best record in regular season also wins championship.

Thunder just played along with a few losses to make this look good on TV.

For those who had TV.

Catching the Rumble Ponies in Richmond

The Double-A affiliate of the San Francisco Giants (that would be the Richmond Flying Squirrels) play in a stadium 2,872 miles from Oracle Park. That’s the greatest distance between an affiliate and its parent club in all of organized baseball.

This is one of the many facts my son and I forgot to mention on today’s episode of Math and Musings, “recorded live,” from the road, in Richmond, Virginia, after we witnessed the Flying Squirrels host my hometown’s Binghamton Rumble Ponies.

For a complete description of what we did discuss, check out today’s episode.

So much for sweet revenge

Some weeks ago I suggested on this site that the Edmonton Oilers were poised for some sweet, sweet revenge in this year’s Stanley Cup Finals.

I should have known Canadians are way too polite for such things, and I guess we’ll have to wait until next year for whatever passes for revenge in Canada.

Speaking of countries, American teams have now won 31 Stanley Cups in a row, dominating the national sport of Canada like at no other point in history. Not only has a team from Miami now won two consecutive titles, but five of the last six champions have been either from the state of Florida or Nevada.

Hotbeds of hockey.

Coldbeds.

Something like that.

Brave new world we’re living in.