Saturday, January 24, 2009

Just Channel Some Positive Energy, Baby

Noted economist Ray Perryman recently told me that 70 percent of the economy runs on consumer confidence.
Of course, confidence has hit stormy seas thanks to all the bleak economic news. From the jittery mortgage underwriters, who really had it coming, to the couple giving up satellite television and movie rentals just to hold onto a couple of extra bucks, consumer insecurity can be found all across the spectrum.
Unlike the rest of the nation, Tyler's consumer confidence is shaken but not shattered. People are still eating out like crazy. Home and car sales numbers haven't mirrored the declines elsewhere. And on and on and on. The glass is always half full.
I ran across this little video today, and it underscores the power of positive thinking. It's well worth the 16 minutes:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Cbk980jV7Ao

Maybe the underwriters should have to view it as mandatory job training.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

10 Things That Rock About Tyler

I've lived here fewer than two months, but I can say with a lot of confidence that this town is the best place I've ever lived, and I've lived in a lot of places in Texas, mostly crummy places such as Odessa, Pasadena and Killeen.

Here are 10 great things about Tyler:

10.) Hills! It might come as a surprise that this part of the state is almost as hilly as the Hill Country in Central Texas. It's great for running. Our house even sits atop a hill, with every run finishing with a run up it. If there were no trees, we could see for miles and miles in every direction.

9.) The drive to and from work. Instead of taking a freeway or even a major street, I wind my way through the Azalea District, noteworthy for its spring flowers, historic homes and brick streets. It's only about a 10-minute drive from home, too. Our gasoline bill now is just a fraction of what it was. But the best part is that it's just a nice drive.

8.) Discovery Science Place. This science place for kids is almost as good as the one in Houston and in some ways better. You can get a year's family membership for only $50. I gave one to my 7-year-old for his birthday yesterday, and he spent 10 minutes jumping up and down about it.

7.) Caldwell Zoo. This zoo is the bomb. Sure, it's smaller than a lot of zoos, but it's way more intimate and has just about everything you need. Everything is close, close, close. You round a corner to find only a piece of glass separating you from a white tiger, for example. The kids' favorite is the Wild Bird Walkabout, which is open only on weekends. You walk through a series of doors into an area where all these Fruit Loop birds are flying around. For $1, you get a stick with some seeds stuck to it. Birds will then flock to you and peck away the seeds. At any given time, you might have five of them sitting on your hand and a dozen more sitting on your feet and nibbling at the plastic end of your shoelaces, which they like for some reason. During a recent visit, I had one bird sitting on my head and another asleep on my shoulder. I'd never seen anything like this before, but every zoo ought to have one. A year-long family zoo pass is only $70. I gave one to the family for Christmas, and my 7-year-old spent 12 minutes jumping up and down about it.

6.) The water. The water coming out of the taps is as good as bottled water, so much better than that swampy swill that came out of the pipes down in Pinewood. We've saved a bundle on not having to buy bottled water.

5.) The air. It's almost like clean mountain air here, with no industry mucking it up.

4.) Outdoor recreation. There are lakes aplenty around here. As for Tyler State Park, I haven't been out there since the move, but I went there years ago, and it's just about the best mountain biking in Texas.

3.) Free air at the gas station! That's right, if your tire is a little low, you don't have to fork out 75 cents to fill it.

2.) My job. I'm back to doing mostly writing, and it's been a blast so far. I haven't done this much writing in more than 15 years. One of the things I didn't miss about reporting when I became an editor was dealing with sources that were difficult or impossible to reach. Here, most everybody is cooperative, easy to work with and calls back right away. That makes reporting quick and easy and helps me to blast out a lot of stories. Plus, I can get my stuff done and be home and having dinner with the family by 6 p.m. on most days. The work day is as long or short as I want to make it.

1.) The community. I thought all of Texas in general was friendly, but Tyler is more so than anywhere else. When the wife first got here, she was a bit stressed after the long drive with the kids in the car, and I told her that she needed to Tylerize, and the best way to start that was to just go to the grocery store, and she'd understand. She went and returned with a smile on her face. It doesn't take much time here to understand that this place is a little bubble of positive energy. The sour economy hasn't taken as much toll, and a lot of that has to do with people just being positive, which means they have high consumer confidence, which means they're still buying things, filling the stores and eating out at the restaurants. And this is one eating-out kind of town. There are restaurants galore. Walmart is another consumer-confidence indicator here. While Beaumont, which is larger than Tyler, has only one Walmart, we've got FOUR.

So there it is. I've been Tylerized. And that's all I'm going to say about that!

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

And The Time To Beat Is 3:14

The boys love going to the playground at the elementary school a half mile from the house.
We bring soccer balls, basketballs and other implements of recreational destruction.
It's tough to foresee what each boy might do in regard to sports in the coming years. My slightly autistic son, Curt, 6, took to Little Dribblers basketball more than expected last year, and his little brother, Luke, 5, showed great potential as well.
Of course, I'm partial to running. Having been too small, weak and slow for sports in junior high and high school, I took to band. It wasn't until decades later that I discovered my abilities in long-distance running, and it since has become a lifetime dedication. It's relatively safe and, to me, is the best exercise ever.
But forcing that kind of thing on 5- and 6-year-olds is not a good thing. They'd wind up hating it for life. Plus, they're too young for any more than playground running and some easy laps. Besides, make a kid run too far, too fast and too soon increases the chances for injury and permanent injury later in life. They're little legs aren't ready for it.
Elementary and junior high kids shouldn't do anymore than 5Ks, while those in high school and college shouldn't do more than 10Ks. Marathons should be reserved for adults in their late 20s and beyond. Anything more can shorten a running career.
Part of me is itching for my boys to join me in a 5K. That would take training, and they're not ready for that.
But a recent trip to the elementary playground gave me hope that this might happen sooner than later.
An asphalt track, which I'd guess is about a quarter to a third of a mile long, surrounds the playground and soccer field. The kids were on the playground equipment when Curt decided he was going to take a lap.
To my surprise, he walk-ran the whole thing and cut no corners. Of course, Luke had to do the same, only this time I did the "ready, set, go!" thing and timed him.
Luke ran the whole way and made it around the track in a not-too-shabby 3:47. Then Curt wanted to be timed, too, so I started the watch as he took off. Little brother didn't like that at all and gave chase.
The two huffed and puffed their way around the track without stopping or even walking, clocking in at a remarkable 3:14.
After a round of high fives, I took them back to the house for some hydrating. They both declared they loved running and wanted to go to the track with me some time soon, which I might just do.
I proud of the little buggers, and it gave me hope that father-sons race participation is not far away.
But I better hit the track more often myself, because one thing I most definitely want to prolong is that day when I'm giving it all I've got, only to have one of those little buggers pass me for the first time - and most likely forever more.

Thursday, January 08, 2009

Go Ahead, Make My Day And Call ...

Telephone solicitors these days apparently try to cram a lifetime's worth of calls into one month.
After we got our Tyler telephone set up, the calls started immediately. I registered the number with the Do Not Call Registry - https://www.donotcall.gov/ - but it doesn't go into effect for 31 days, so we're in a fusillade of telemarketing.
I've never understood the point. With the exception of lonely people who like to talk, I can't imagine why anyone would find the calls anything other than seriously annoying.
Prior to the Do Not Call Registry's creation, when the telemarketers were not so desperate and had time to get to their victims, I rather enjoyed an occasional call. There's all kinds of fun to be had with telemarketers.
And I'm doing the same thing now, with the half dozen or so calls we receive every night from, according to the caller identification, the "unknown."
One of my favorites is to just hand the phone to one of the kids, who ask all kinds of goofy questions or just scream into the line, as instructed. Sometimes I'll put on an accent and speak in gibberish:


Solicitor: "Hello, sir! Is this Brian?"
Me: "Gabba da gooby dah blabbahlah?"
Solicitor: "Uh, is this Brian?"
Me: "GABBA BO-BLABBY ARGER BLAH BEE BLABBAH!!!!!!!!! AAAAAHHH!!! AAAAHH!!!"


They usual hang up after a couple of rounds of this.
A friend of mine unleashed a great one. He enthusiastically went along with everything the solicitor said. Finally, the solicitor got curious and asked why my friend was so enthusiastic, to which my friend replied, "BECAUSE I'M SO LONELY, BABY!!!!!!"
My favorite calls come from circulation folks from competing newspapers. They don't know I work for the home team, so I go on and on and on about how the local newspaper is soooooooooo much better than that rag he's promoting.
One hapless solicitor caught me while I was practicing my trumpet, and he got an earful of loudly blasted "Taps."
A couple of nights ago, a conversation when like this:


Solicitor: "Hello! Is this Brian?"
Brian: "Who is this?"
Solicitor: "This is John Forritt!"
Brian: "Well, THIS IS JOHN AGAINST IT!!!!! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"


He hung up.
Alas, I am but an amateur at solicitor harrassment. Solicitor abuse apparently is a popular amusement across the land. See for yourself:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Oh4EPcOpSy8&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IzL81IqgoAI
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YB-RbKbKPs0&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qkE1Nbk-wuI&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ni4qnCUzf54&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W9nJ0rpAcqk&feature=related

And here is the grandaddy of them all:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J5z4Vs26-TI&feature=related