Tuesday, December 25, 2012
2012 Almost Done
The year came and went fast. Seems as I get older they move by faster. It has been a crazy year. Mainly with the job change. But life has been blessed and we continue to move on. What will 2013 bring?
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Half a year gone by already!
Summer is here, my favorite season. But this summer seems to escape me. I find myself caught in a crossroads of life that was unexpected but maybe inevitable. The house is empty (mostly), the job is done (virtually) and somehow 30 years has gone by since I graduated high school. That last one is the kicker, a monumental moment in life that started the look ahead to endless possibility. Now, knocking on 50 and the wisdom that life is full of forks in the road sinks in.
My daughter, kid number 3, 22 years of age, came home last weekend to take me to a Led Zeppelin tribute band (why is this kid listening to Led Zep?). I comply like a good parent but in the back of my mind I'm thinking really? To my surprise the experience was fantastic. Certainly the musicianship was top notch and the performance was incredible. But like most people music is tied to memories. What she didn't realize is that this band was a connection to my real life back then and these songs had connections well beyond the band itself. She doesn't know the first time I heard Led Zeppelin was Mrs. Smith next door vacuming to Whole Lotta Love when I was in the 6th grade, the time Ken and I worked out the chords to stairway to heaven in his bedroom, the trance of Kashmir while cruising central on a Saturday night, or Steve Combs blasting Going to California while I'm doing his Algebra homework, or Led Zeppelin 3 as a masterpiece discussion in Daves's basement, or the endless argument of Stones or Zeppelin in the wee hours of the morning while our parents slept. We waited at Tower Records in anticipation as these records came out. We bought the tickets to the shows. It was a different time and place that suddenly hits you in the face. 30 years, no, can't be. How can I tell her it will flash by? How can I not remember every detail? So many thoughts and ponderings all over a musical band and a high school reunion.
*Sigh*
Summer is here, my favorite season. But this summer seems to escape me. I find myself caught in a crossroads of life that was unexpected but maybe inevitable. The house is empty (mostly), the job is done (virtually) and somehow 30 years has gone by since I graduated high school. That last one is the kicker, a monumental moment in life that started the look ahead to endless possibility. Now, knocking on 50 and the wisdom that life is full of forks in the road sinks in.
My daughter, kid number 3, 22 years of age, came home last weekend to take me to a Led Zeppelin tribute band (why is this kid listening to Led Zep?). I comply like a good parent but in the back of my mind I'm thinking really? To my surprise the experience was fantastic. Certainly the musicianship was top notch and the performance was incredible. But like most people music is tied to memories. What she didn't realize is that this band was a connection to my real life back then and these songs had connections well beyond the band itself. She doesn't know the first time I heard Led Zeppelin was Mrs. Smith next door vacuming to Whole Lotta Love when I was in the 6th grade, the time Ken and I worked out the chords to stairway to heaven in his bedroom, the trance of Kashmir while cruising central on a Saturday night, or Steve Combs blasting Going to California while I'm doing his Algebra homework, or Led Zeppelin 3 as a masterpiece discussion in Daves's basement, or the endless argument of Stones or Zeppelin in the wee hours of the morning while our parents slept. We waited at Tower Records in anticipation as these records came out. We bought the tickets to the shows. It was a different time and place that suddenly hits you in the face. 30 years, no, can't be. How can I tell her it will flash by? How can I not remember every detail? So many thoughts and ponderings all over a musical band and a high school reunion.
In the days of my youth, I was told what it means to be a man,
Now I've reached that age, I've tried to do all those things the best I can.
No matter how I try, I find my way into the same old jam.
Good Times, Bad Times, you know I had my share;
When my woman left home for a brown eyed man,
Well, I still don't seem to care.
Sixteen, I fell in love with a girl as sweet as could be,
Only took a couple of days 'til she was rid of me.
She swore that she would be all mine and love me till the end,
But when I whispered in her ear, I lost another friend, oooh.
I know what it means to be alone, I sure do wish I was at home.
I don't care what the neighbors say, I'm gonna love you each and every day.
You can feel the beat within my heart.
Realize, sweet babe, we ain't ever gonna part.
Now I've reached that age, I've tried to do all those things the best I can.
No matter how I try, I find my way into the same old jam.
Good Times, Bad Times, you know I had my share;
When my woman left home for a brown eyed man,
Well, I still don't seem to care.
Sixteen, I fell in love with a girl as sweet as could be,
Only took a couple of days 'til she was rid of me.
She swore that she would be all mine and love me till the end,
But when I whispered in her ear, I lost another friend, oooh.
I know what it means to be alone, I sure do wish I was at home.
I don't care what the neighbors say, I'm gonna love you each and every day.
You can feel the beat within my heart.
Realize, sweet babe, we ain't ever gonna part.
*Sigh*
Monday, January 30, 2012
January's Shows
Jan 7 - Fever and the Funk House at Poor David's Pub in Dallas
One of the original, original bands back in the late 80s/early 90s leading the Deep Elum resurgence.
Jan 13 - Lukas Nelson and the Promise of the Real at Dan's Silverleaf in Denton
Willie's son with heart of a rocker.
Jan 7 - Fever and the Funk House at Poor David's Pub in Dallas
One of the original, original bands back in the late 80s/early 90s leading the Deep Elum resurgence.
Jan 13 - Lukas Nelson and the Promise of the Real at Dan's Silverleaf in Denton
Willie's son with heart of a rocker.
Sunday, January 01, 2012
Thursday, December 22, 2011
moe.
moe. Yes, lower case and with a period on the end. One of the hardest working jambands on tour. They are one of the top rated bands of the genre with soaring jams and amazing light shows. I've seen fantastic shows at the best festivals with moe. at the big stages (such as Bonaroo!). These guys started out in the '90s and finally made it to Texas in 2000. I haven't missed a Dallas show yet!
Interesting how the venue's in Dallas have progressed over the years.
Keep coming back, I'll be there!!
Thanks moe.! See you in 2012...
moe. Yes, lower case and with a period on the end. One of the hardest working jambands on tour. They are one of the top rated bands of the genre with soaring jams and amazing light shows. I've seen fantastic shows at the best festivals with moe. at the big stages (such as Bonaroo!). These guys started out in the '90s and finally made it to Texas in 2000. I haven't missed a Dallas show yet!
Interesting how the venue's in Dallas have progressed over the years.
Keep coming back, I'll be there!!
10/03/00 (Tue) Trees - Dallas, TX
Set 1: Akimbo, Understand, New York City, Yodelittle, Water, Meat
Set 2: Timmy Tucker, Spine of a Dog, Buster, Waiting For The Punchline, Bring It Back Home
02/15/01 (Thu) Deep Ellum Live - Dallas, TX
Set 1: Crab Eyes, Understand, Akimbo, Kids, Gone > St. Augustine
Set 2: Head, Time Ed > Lazarus, Tambourine, Yodelittle > Rebubula, E: Sweet Emotion
01/30/03 (Thu) Gypsy Tea Room - Dallas, TX
Set 1: Godzilla, Stranger Than Fiction, She Sends Me, Crab Eyes, Happy Hour Hero (1) > Mexico
Set 2: Not Coming Down > New York City, Bullet > Brent Black, Yodelittle > Rebubula, E: You've Got A Friend In Me (2), Deep Elem Blues (3), Sensory Deprivation Bank
Comment: (1) with Seat of My Pants teases
(2) Al solo. (Randy Newman - from Toy Story)
(3) not technically a debut, last played since 8/11/99, at a surprise moe. show with Gibb Droll, and billed as Gibb Droll and Friends
10/09/03 (Thu) Gypsy Tea Room - Dallas, TX
Set 1: Jazz Wank > Not Coming Down > Wormwood > Brent Black > Time Ed > McBain > YOY
Set 2: Livin' Again > Rec Chem > Happy Hour Hero, Reboob > Water > Head, E: Threw it all away
02/25/06 (Sat) Lakewood Theater - Dallas, TX
Set 1: Water, Not Coming Down > Wormwood > Okayalright, Blue Jeans and Pizza, The Road > CalifornIA > Bullet
Set 2: McBain (1) > Down Boy, Moth > The Pit, Buster > Where Does The Time Go? > Buster, E: Deal > Waiting For The Punchline
Comment: (1) unfinished
03/15/07 (Thu) Lakewood Theater - Dallas, TX
Set 1: Okayalright, Wicked Awesome, Stranger Than Fiction, Conviction Song, Blue Jeans Pizza, Time, hi&lo > head
Set 2: Rebubula > Spaz Medicine, Four, Timmy Tucker > Living Again, George, E: Not Coming Down > Rebubula
Source: Chris Pontti
03/29/08 (Sat) Lakewood Theater - Dallas, TX
Set 1: head. > The Pit, Tailspin, Queen of Everything, Letter Home > Faker > head.
Set 2: Crab Eyes, She Sends Me, Happy Hour Hero (1), All Roads Lead to Home > Captain America > Baba Oriley > Recreational Chemistry > Wind it up, E: Raise A Glass, Rebubula > Dear Prudence > Rebubula
Comment: (1) with Josh Clark (Tea Leaf Green) on Guitar
11/13/09 (Fri) Lakewood Theater - Dallas, TX
Set 1: Seat of My Pants > Sensory Deprivation Bank, It, Strychnine Waltz > New York City, Wind It Up > You Can Call Me al., Mexico
Set 2: Faker > Kyle's Song > Threw It All Away, hi&lo > Faker, She > Kyle's Song, Plane Crash, E: Willin', St. Augustine
11/04/11 (Fri) Granada Theater - Dallas, TX
Set 1: Dr. Graffenberg, Gone, Timmy Tucker > Skrunk, Time Again >(nh) Captain America
Set 2: Tambourine, Shoot First, Suck A Lemon, Puebla > Smoke > Tubing The River Styx > The Pit > Rebubula, E: Okayalright, She
Thanks moe.! See you in 2012...
Monday, March 21, 2011
Books
I'm in the process of getting rid of a lot of books. I have read them and put them on the shelf. Now these books sit and sit. I will never open them again. Why am I keeping them?
Joan now has a kindle. All her books are in a quarter inch thick electronic book.
Change isn't easy and there is something wrong with just throwing a book out. But many of these no one wants, not even half price books. So to the garbage they go.
Some of these are old book club books that I took from my grandparents house after they passed away. I took a few that were things I knew like Hemingway. But as I'm getting rid of them I notice that my grandmother had made a point to put their names in the book. As if this was a prized possession that may be loaned out but wanted returned. I look at it now and see its a cheap book club version. But in those days I'm sure books were an expense that was more significant then now.
I'm in the process of getting rid of a lot of books. I have read them and put them on the shelf. Now these books sit and sit. I will never open them again. Why am I keeping them?
Joan now has a kindle. All her books are in a quarter inch thick electronic book.
Change isn't easy and there is something wrong with just throwing a book out. But many of these no one wants, not even half price books. So to the garbage they go.
Some of these are old book club books that I took from my grandparents house after they passed away. I took a few that were things I knew like Hemingway. But as I'm getting rid of them I notice that my grandmother had made a point to put their names in the book. As if this was a prized possession that may be loaned out but wanted returned. I look at it now and see its a cheap book club version. But in those days I'm sure books were an expense that was more significant then now.
Friday, January 14, 2011
The Radiators
Road trip Jan 7 and 8, 2010
The New Orleans Radiators are a rock, swamp, funk, jam, hard working band. They have been touring non-stop for 33 years! Same 5 guys since 1978. But alas Ed, the keyboardist, said, "I'm 62 and I just want to stay home". So coming this June the Rads will hang it up. I've had many great memories with these guys and really will miss catching them from time to time. Of course, our favorite time to see them was every year closing jazzfest. That will be a tradition hard missed.
There isn't anyplace like Austin. That is a city that is just plain fun. And what a great place to see live music. But first the day started with football. We had to find a spot to watch the Saints take care of the hapless Seahawks. We went to the bonified Saints pub at 9th and Lamar. The place was rockin' with black and gold. It was also packed when we arrived at kick off. We stood through the first half then took off at the half time to find someplace to sit down for second half. The destination ended up at Woordrows on 6th street. We sat to see the Saints demise. Stunned for sure and sad, very sad. A re-dose of the Aint's less we forget...
Dinner was at the at Hoffbrau Steaks (not the chain, an Austin original). Then on to the legendary Antone's for the Rads.
This is a music town the Rads have been to many times and you could tell it is an old friend. Antone's was intimate, close and personal. The band was in high spirits. They pulled out all the stops and played well into the night. They opened the encore with a tribute to Elvis since it was his birthday.
Sunday we drove home. It was heavily snowing. Only two days ago in Houston it was in the 70s. We stopped at West to get Hot Chubbies. Then home.
It was a great time with buddies. But also yet another reflection of our age. Things as they were are fading away. But for two glorious nights we were allowed to travel back in time and dance the night away.
Road trip Jan 7 and 8, 2010
The New Orleans Radiators are a rock, swamp, funk, jam, hard working band. They have been touring non-stop for 33 years! Same 5 guys since 1978. But alas Ed, the keyboardist, said, "I'm 62 and I just want to stay home". So coming this June the Rads will hang it up. I've had many great memories with these guys and really will miss catching them from time to time. Of course, our favorite time to see them was every year closing jazzfest. That will be a tradition hard missed.
The Rads made their last run through Texas last weekend. Myself and a half dozen other friends all met to in Houston. They flew in from Minnesota, Oregon, Arizona, California and the rest of us from Texas. We hit the Rads at the House of Blues in Houston on Friday night.
The show was early and short (HOB) but a great set. One of our krewe got special passes for all of us to the foundation room. A hidden bar with special access hidden in the back and had special managers sky seats. We really didn't need the seats but the hidden bar was fun. After the HOB festivities were over we headed back to the hotel with boogie in our soul to finish out the night.
The show was early and short (HOB) but a great set. One of our krewe got special passes for all of us to the foundation room. A hidden bar with special access hidden in the back and had special managers sky seats. We really didn't need the seats but the hidden bar was fun. After the HOB festivities were over we headed back to the hotel with boogie in our soul to finish out the night.
The next day we headed to Austin. In all the years I've lived in Texas I have been to Houston and Austin many times. But I had never once driven from Houston to Austin. A nice drive up 290 through Brenham, TX home of Blue Bell Ice Cream!
There isn't anyplace like Austin. That is a city that is just plain fun. And what a great place to see live music. But first the day started with football. We had to find a spot to watch the Saints take care of the hapless Seahawks. We went to the bonified Saints pub at 9th and Lamar. The place was rockin' with black and gold. It was also packed when we arrived at kick off. We stood through the first half then took off at the half time to find someplace to sit down for second half. The destination ended up at Woordrows on 6th street. We sat to see the Saints demise. Stunned for sure and sad, very sad. A re-dose of the Aint's less we forget...
Dinner was at the at Hoffbrau Steaks (not the chain, an Austin original). Then on to the legendary Antone's for the Rads.
This is a music town the Rads have been to many times and you could tell it is an old friend. Antone's was intimate, close and personal. The band was in high spirits. They pulled out all the stops and played well into the night. They opened the encore with a tribute to Elvis since it was his birthday.
Sunday we drove home. It was heavily snowing. Only two days ago in Houston it was in the 70s. We stopped at West to get Hot Chubbies. Then home.
It was a great time with buddies. But also yet another reflection of our age. Things as they were are fading away. But for two glorious nights we were allowed to travel back in time and dance the night away.
Saturday, January 01, 2011
Happy New Year 2011
The start of a new year always calls for reflection and reinvention. Let the new year begin and bring on the challenges.
2010 was an interesting year. Work was over demanding and finished with big changes that were not expected. But it also provided an adventure of 20 days in China. Fortunately my family was supportive during all that work. They never fail to amaze me and I'm so thankful for them.
I'm recommitting to loosing some weight and getting in better shape. That is a recurring theme but always worthy!
My plan this year is to start the great western adventure. We will adventure to at least one of the great western national parks. Either Yellowstone or the Grand Canyon.
I also plan to do some camping. Always good to just get outside and away even if just for a day here or there.
So much more to do, so little time. With that everyday must be to love life and live it to the fullest!
Happiest New Year to all!
The start of a new year always calls for reflection and reinvention. Let the new year begin and bring on the challenges.
2010 was an interesting year. Work was over demanding and finished with big changes that were not expected. But it also provided an adventure of 20 days in China. Fortunately my family was supportive during all that work. They never fail to amaze me and I'm so thankful for them.
I'm recommitting to loosing some weight and getting in better shape. That is a recurring theme but always worthy!
My plan this year is to start the great western adventure. We will adventure to at least one of the great western national parks. Either Yellowstone or the Grand Canyon.
I also plan to do some camping. Always good to just get outside and away even if just for a day here or there.
So much more to do, so little time. With that everyday must be to love life and live it to the fullest!
Happiest New Year to all!
Sunday, August 01, 2010
Saturday, June 05, 2010
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Ronnie James Dio
This week rock and roll singer Ronnie James Dio died. Dio was a monster of rock in the mid 80's. But he really was doing great work well before that. His death brought back memories of a time for me 30 years ago.
I had just moved to Phoenix to start my Sophomore year in high school. Once classes started I met Ken, he would be my best friend for the short 2 years I would be there. Ken had previously lived in Japan where his Dad was stationed. While there he had gotten into a band that was very popular in Japan at the time. This was Rainbow.
That same year we also befriended another Air Force transplant. Dennis had moved to Phoenix for just his senior year. That is a tough situation to be in. But being Air Force brats ourselves we all fell in well together. Dennis had actually joined the Air Force. As soon as he graduated he was going straight to England. Ken and I envied that Dennis could 'get out'.
But for that year we spent many hours hanging out just listening to Rainbow blaring at ear shattering levels. We just could not understand how this band was not more popular. The lead singer was captivating and Ritchie Blackmore's guitar was well established from his days as a founder of Deep Purple.
As it turns out, the lead singer was Ronnie James Dio. Dio would go on to repace Ozzy as Black Sabbath's lead singer and then form his own band, Dio. His popularity soared in the 80s as everyone discovered what we had been listening to hanging out in Dennis' bedroom.
As with all things, Dennis, Ken and I all moved on. I hadn't thought of Dennis in 30 years. Ronnie's death triggered memories of that time. So on a whim I searched for Dennis on FB and sure enough, there he was. His response to me after accepting the friendship request was asking if I had heard about Ronnie James Dio's death. Like me, Dennis said that triggered those same memories of He, Ken and I.
This week rock and roll singer Ronnie James Dio died. Dio was a monster of rock in the mid 80's. But he really was doing great work well before that. His death brought back memories of a time for me 30 years ago.
I had just moved to Phoenix to start my Sophomore year in high school. Once classes started I met Ken, he would be my best friend for the short 2 years I would be there. Ken had previously lived in Japan where his Dad was stationed. While there he had gotten into a band that was very popular in Japan at the time. This was Rainbow.
That same year we also befriended another Air Force transplant. Dennis had moved to Phoenix for just his senior year. That is a tough situation to be in. But being Air Force brats ourselves we all fell in well together. Dennis had actually joined the Air Force. As soon as he graduated he was going straight to England. Ken and I envied that Dennis could 'get out'.
But for that year we spent many hours hanging out just listening to Rainbow blaring at ear shattering levels. We just could not understand how this band was not more popular. The lead singer was captivating and Ritchie Blackmore's guitar was well established from his days as a founder of Deep Purple.
As it turns out, the lead singer was Ronnie James Dio. Dio would go on to repace Ozzy as Black Sabbath's lead singer and then form his own band, Dio. His popularity soared in the 80s as everyone discovered what we had been listening to hanging out in Dennis' bedroom.
As with all things, Dennis, Ken and I all moved on. I hadn't thought of Dennis in 30 years. Ronnie's death triggered memories of that time. So on a whim I searched for Dennis on FB and sure enough, there he was. His response to me after accepting the friendship request was asking if I had heard about Ronnie James Dio's death. Like me, Dennis said that triggered those same memories of He, Ken and I.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Who is that in the mirror?
Strange that I look in the mirror and don't see me. Instead there is some old man staring back. It's also strange to think back on something and realize that was 20 years ago and at that time you weren't a kid! I can see why people have mid-life crisis now. I guess I'm at the mid-life point. In many ways its an in between time. Kids are in between being kids and self supporting adults. Career is between the ambition years and retirement. Ca la vie but I don't like getting old!
O to be young again....
Strange that I look in the mirror and don't see me. Instead there is some old man staring back. It's also strange to think back on something and realize that was 20 years ago and at that time you weren't a kid! I can see why people have mid-life crisis now. I guess I'm at the mid-life point. In many ways its an in between time. Kids are in between being kids and self supporting adults. Career is between the ambition years and retirement. Ca la vie but I don't like getting old!
O to be young again....
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Friday, January 08, 2010
Chicken Hawk
The great chicken experiment has taken another unexpected twist. So far we have let the chicken's free range in the backyard at will during the day. They love this and run around all day long. But with winter setting in a unforeseen consequence appeared. About 2 weeks ago we heard the birds squawking loudly. Joan went out to see what was happening and spotted a hawk sitting on top of the chimina. The chickens were below taking cover. The hawk was scared off by Joan's arrival.
For the next couple of days we kept the chickens couped up. But they don't like it. Eventually we started letting them out for an hour before sunset. Then finally went back to letting them free range all day. I spotted the hawk once more flying by. Strangely the hawk was accompanied by several loud crows.
I should have known better and kept them couped up. During the day the hawk came back and this time attacked. These chickens are big and strong so he must be desperate. I'm sure it is risky for him to attack. Amanda heard squawking again and went out and spotted the hawk. The hawk (and crows again) flew off but it was obvious a skirmish had taken place. The hawk took out Nugget's right eye. Otherwise she is fine. She did have a bloody beak so we are hoping she did damage back to the hawk during her struggle. It has been two days and she is pretty much acting normal.
For now they remain locked up in the coupe. Free range time will be limited to when they can be watched over. Nature plays out even in the suburban backyard...
The great chicken experiment has taken another unexpected twist. So far we have let the chicken's free range in the backyard at will during the day. They love this and run around all day long. But with winter setting in a unforeseen consequence appeared. About 2 weeks ago we heard the birds squawking loudly. Joan went out to see what was happening and spotted a hawk sitting on top of the chimina. The chickens were below taking cover. The hawk was scared off by Joan's arrival.
For the next couple of days we kept the chickens couped up. But they don't like it. Eventually we started letting them out for an hour before sunset. Then finally went back to letting them free range all day. I spotted the hawk once more flying by. Strangely the hawk was accompanied by several loud crows.
I should have known better and kept them couped up. During the day the hawk came back and this time attacked. These chickens are big and strong so he must be desperate. I'm sure it is risky for him to attack. Amanda heard squawking again and went out and spotted the hawk. The hawk (and crows again) flew off but it was obvious a skirmish had taken place. The hawk took out Nugget's right eye. Otherwise she is fine. She did have a bloody beak so we are hoping she did damage back to the hawk during her struggle. It has been two days and she is pretty much acting normal.
For now they remain locked up in the coupe. Free range time will be limited to when they can be watched over. Nature plays out even in the suburban backyard...
Monday, December 21, 2009
Cold
It has been cold lately. And for cold by our standards in North Texas that means it actually dips into freezing over night and sits in the 40s for high a few days. But this never lasts and now we are enjoying mid 60s with full sun. That type of cold is about all I can stand and even then I wished I lived further south!
The younger LSU Daughter, who lives in Baton Rouge, thinks that she has been denied a proper upbringing by never having lived in a extreme cold environment! She scoffs at this winter here in Texas/Louisiana and declares she thinks we ought to live where there is snow on the ground for the winter. She also thinks that living in that environment would allow her to where more fashionable clothes.
Her mother and I have been there and done that. We have survived those long winters in subfreezing temps and snow. And it is no fun. Never again! Not sure how this kid who was raised to hate the cold has gotten it into her brain that cold is what she wants! The banter continues, I say I'm cold, she sighs. We just tell her once you graduate from college you can live anywhere you want... and we will visit you in the summer!
It has been cold lately. And for cold by our standards in North Texas that means it actually dips into freezing over night and sits in the 40s for high a few days. But this never lasts and now we are enjoying mid 60s with full sun. That type of cold is about all I can stand and even then I wished I lived further south!
The younger LSU Daughter, who lives in Baton Rouge, thinks that she has been denied a proper upbringing by never having lived in a extreme cold environment! She scoffs at this winter here in Texas/Louisiana and declares she thinks we ought to live where there is snow on the ground for the winter. She also thinks that living in that environment would allow her to where more fashionable clothes.
Her mother and I have been there and done that. We have survived those long winters in subfreezing temps and snow. And it is no fun. Never again! Not sure how this kid who was raised to hate the cold has gotten it into her brain that cold is what she wants! The banter continues, I say I'm cold, she sighs. We just tell her once you graduate from college you can live anywhere you want... and we will visit you in the summer!
Friday, November 20, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
Dallas Morning News
In a recent article (on-line) about the Dallas Morning News closing one of its packaging plants, the statement was made:
"Caught in a national decline in newspaper advertising revenue, managers at The News have engaged in a strategy to raise subscription prices and shrink circulation to establish a core of dedicated subscribers."
I guess I did not qualify as the core of dedicated subscribers when I canceled my subscription. The price was just too high. It doesn't seem to make sense to me that this is the best strategy. What if they find out the core is out priced altogether?
In a recent article (on-line) about the Dallas Morning News closing one of its packaging plants, the statement was made:
"Caught in a national decline in newspaper advertising revenue, managers at The News have engaged in a strategy to raise subscription prices and shrink circulation to establish a core of dedicated subscribers."
I guess I did not qualify as the core of dedicated subscribers when I canceled my subscription. The price was just too high. It doesn't seem to make sense to me that this is the best strategy. What if they find out the core is out priced altogether?
Sunday, October 18, 2009
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