The latest in a series

As J.J. Abrams "Star Trek" movie comes closer to reality, I'll be spending time here throwing out the creative thoughts and opinions of others--sometimes even my own!

Here is a good guess how The Shat might have reacted to the recent trailer release.

(h/t to /Film.com for the original post.)

Tonight's plan

It's short notice (and I don't think anyone is sitting around getting this as soon as it's posted), but I think I'll use Twitter (www.twitter.com/dtm1971) to post my thoughts of tonight's episode of "Smallville." [I KNOW that I'm supposed to say tweet when describing my own use of Twitter, but that is simply too emasculating . . . even for me.)

I haven't used Twitter in a while, so this is an excuse.

I might not be able to get to the TV @ 8 o'clock since I'll be busy with getting kids to bed. But I always tape. Just know that tonight I'll throw something together that might make you laugh 2.4 times while you read.

Walking

For today's post,  I've got two stories that happened within the last month and involved walking.

First, my family participated in the annual Crop Walk for Hunger a while back, sponsored by my church in New Albany.  I got some generous pledge donations from friends and we prepared to walk with other from our church and other churches in the surrounding area. The motivations for doing this were: a) it's a simple way to help the disadvantaged, b) it reinforces to the kids the idea that we need to spread the wealth (please note that this last phrase was chosen very specifically) to help those that need helping, c) it provides us necessary exercise that comes in very short supply, d) the walking route went right past our neighborhood.

So, all good reasons. But there were important problems to be solved as well. First, to participate as a family, Hannah would be involved. But that's not a real problem. She can ride in luxury in her stroller. (As you will later learn, she had the best situation of all of us.) But, Sarah and Grace, unaccustomed as they are to walking extensive miles of distance, would need some thinking about. I figured I had a good plan. They could ride their bikes. It would help them grow more proficient on their bicycles and help them keep up with the rest of the crowd. Brilliant.

So, after church on the designated day we drove home, had a quick lunch and packed up our walking provisions. We got water bottles for the girls and put them in their bicycle baskets. They also got granola bars to snack on when they grew hungry. Lynda and I would share a water bottle and Hannah was ready with her own drink. We loaded the van with the bikes, the stroller, and drove down the block to the local church's starting point.

The complete walk was several miles in length, and I had no illusions that even under my current plan we could handle the entire route. But there was a halfway cutoff that split the trek in half. So, we had our plan, we gathered, said hello to our friends, said a quick prayer, and gathered outside with the celebrity walker--one of the news anchors for a Columbus TV channel. (She and her kids led us down the route for a block or so before peeling off and going on her way.)

The crowd hit the sidewalk and started . . . that's right . . . walking. But it quickly became clear that my bike plan for the kids was in trouble. If we were walking in the street (like the big fancy March of Dimes walk where thousands participate) it would have been okay. But our smaller hunger walk doesn't have the necessary charity cred, so we were on the regular old sidewalk. Sidewalk + crowd + girls on bikes = problem. They've got no wiggle room and they can't keep up their speed. 

So, the bikes were a bust. Lynda agreed that, unfortunately, the girls would have to hoof it. A bit angrily, I wheeled the bikes back to the van. Unfortunately, here is where (I think, anyway) more mistakes were made. 

Lynda, bless her heart, knew that I was frustrated. So, she held back the family so I wouldn't be alone. But in doing so, she isolated us from the group. Now we were just a family alone trodding a block-and-a-half behind the mass of walkers and our friends. I wanted her to keep the girls up with the group, to help them stay distracted from the fact that they now had to walk. But it was too late. The crowd was moving on and we were alone.

Sure enough, the complaints started. "My feet hurt." "How much longer are we walking?" "I'm tired." And on, and on, and on. And I'm telling you we weren't even CLOSE to the 1/4 point. And this was already going. By now I was REALLY frustrated. And I knew it wouldn't end. So, I threw down the gauntlet and told everyone to stop. I told them to sit down in the shade and wait. I turned around, retraced my steps (fuming and cursing and muttering every step of the way--exactly the mindset you're supposed to have on a beautiful charity-based Sunday, right) and drove the van back to them.

We went home and our walk was over.

It was a very disappointing hour or so of my parenting life. Looking back on it several weeks later, I recognize that I expected too much out of the girls. Heck, even ON bikes, we likely couldn't have completed the entire thing and maybe not even the half walk. It made me question my kids fitness level and their expectations about exertion. It just frustrated the Hell out of me.

But our hearts were in the right place. And maybe, with better foreknowledge, we can approach it differently and with a more positive outcome next year. As I tell the girls all the time, truly learning something doesn't mean avoiding mistakes, but recognizing what a mistake is and avoiding doing it again.

*****

Oh, the other walking story?

That's another post, on another day.

Taxi Driver

One can only hope that she grows up to be a strong, confident, and successful as Jodie Foster did.

Geeks Attack!

Did you know that a  new Star Trek  movie is coming out in 2009?

Did you know that uber-geek media guy J.J. Abrams and his team at Bad Robot  is helming the project? (Since what appears to be the ACTUAL corporate Web site is appropriately mysterious, I give you this one.)

If you, like me, are a fan of Star Trek and a devotee of Mr. Abrams, this is exciting news.

The Star Trek movie franchise has suffered in the last decade. The quality of the films have grown progressively weaker--

not in design and presentation, but in story quality. It just felt like they were going through the motions to fulfill contract obligations and projected target deliverables.

Well, Abrams, who is NOT a ST disciple, is bringing his brand of geek credibility to the table to "reboot" the franchise--much like outsider Christopher Nolan has resurrected the Batman movie franchise.

How's it going so far?

Well, the media has been supporting the endeavor to this point, but they are just doing their job. It's the fan boys--call them Trekkies or Trekkers in my opinion--that matter most.

They've taken a wait and see approach so far . . . at least until yesterday, when the first full look at Abrams' version of the iconic spaceship was revealed.

You may not think there is much to be excited about here. It looks pretty similar to the original--even the refit--but there is the crux of the problem.

It's the nacelles!!! And probably some other stuff!! The arguments and backbiting on the comments to this post are what you would expect. And it exposes me for what I am, a fan but not a apostle in the Church of Roddenberry.

Oh well. I still think the movie will be good.