The anger I saw from the vocal minority over the new Seminole Head logo and the new uniforms was interesting. Personally, I don’t mind the new uniforms (football is a bit too Boston College for me) but that new logo is a disappointment. Why? Yet again FSU had a golden opportunity to make something awesome and potentially more accurate to the Seminoles and yet again FSU failed.
Either way the outrage was interesting to me mostly because there are plenty of people who think FSU (or any major corporation school) has much interest in the vocal minority. The average fan is going to buy merchandise. FSU and Nike will make money. And if it doesn’t sell after a couple of years, then they’ll change the logo again. By now, everyone should know that FSU does a lot of shoot first and ask questions later moves. They also play up guilt (you’re a bad fan if you don’t do this, this and this). How this was handled is nothing new. I hope it changes in the future. Maybe I’m getting old, but outrage about it isn’t worth my time.
No full review for BJ’s because I didn’t feel like taking pictures of the food, but it was the definition of “meh.” I rated it “I Like It” on Urbanspoon, only because I didn’t dislike it. It’s typical bar food, that’s pricier than most with an odd atmosphere of dark cozy bar / sports bar. It’s a really strange combo. The service was fantastic and it looks like they had a huge bar menu which appeals to a lot I’m sure.
Social Media Blackout Ends Sunday Night
On Sunday night / Monday morning, I’ll check in with Twitter for the first time since the start of Lent.
Here’s what I missed:
The occasional interesting question / discussion with a bunch of Twitter friends.
I realized that I get a lot of my first news tidbits from Twitter, so I haven’t stayed up to date on a lot during the blackout.
Television commentary / jokes while live watching with others.
Honestly, it’s been easy to give up. It was so easy, in fact, that I decided to give up some other stuff for Lent. The blackout might become a yearly thing. I’ve truly enjoyed unplugging.
Fifteen days in to 2014 and it’s been quite a show so far.
I’m still getting over a cold that I came down with on New Year’s Eve.
The Seminoles won the final BCS National Championship game in thrilling fashion.
My son was sick for a week with the cold that I gave to him (boo Daddy!)
My wife somehow avoids getting sick, ever. It’s amazing. I think I’ve seen her with 1 cold in 7 years.
I gave my cold to my parents, who ALSO got over it before I did.
I tried to order a blue New York Mets jersey (road) and hilarity with MLB Customer Service continues after they messed up the sleeve.
So for now, posting is slow. It’s not the start to 2014 that I had hoped. However, some new recipes and posts are on their way soon. FSU Baseball season is a mere 30 days away and the Mets start March 31. Tallahassee spring has a way of rejuvenating me every year. I’m ready for it already!
Opening Day is my favorite time of year. Forget the score of the game. Yes, we all hope for a win, but we hope for that every other game too. Opening Day is about renewal and hope. We’re all undefeated on Opening Day. The ballpark is clean. The air is crisp. The crowd is happy to be back in their familiar seats around familiar faces. Positivity is the main theme.
No other opening matches the renewal that Opening Day provides. Sure, the first game of FSU Football is exciting, but it’s also the signal that we’re soon headed to the end of the year hustle and bustle. NASCAR makes the Daytona 500 a huge deal, but I’ve never understood why they shoot off all of their fireworks on the first weekend of the season by having their “Super Bowl” first. Hockey has a great opener if you’re the previous season’s Stanley Cup champion, but that’s only for one team.
Opening Day is about fathers and sons. It’s about getting out of work. It’s about leaving the winter’s negativity behind. It’s about a tasty hot dog and a schedule magnet. It’s about imperfect play being perfectly acceptable. It’s about reconnecting with the perfect game, the sport that has no clock and is theoretically infinite.