Random musings on a writer's life & times, with occasional input from acquaintances


Thursday, March 11, 2004

Hail to the Cheesemakers!

Tillamook High School is making news in Oregon sports this week, sending both its boys’ and girls’ basketball teams into state tournaments ranked number one. It’s appropriate, since the Cheesemakers also have the number one nickname for high school athletic teams in Oregon, according to a local expert -- me.

Tillamook’s boys won the state 3A title last year, so they’ve already drawn attention to their moniker. That’s when I first noticed it. And then I saw in newspaper advance stories this week that both male AND female Cheesemakers are on a roll this season, which caused me to review the Oregon State School Athletics Association website to see if there were any better nicknames. I spotted some pretty spiffy ones, but none better than Cheesemakers.

Here’s a few of the runners-up:

Pleasant Hill Billies
Madras White Buffaloes
Grants Pass Cavemen
Huntington Locomotives
Oregon Episcopal Aardvarks
Klamath Union Pelicans
North Medford Black Tornado
Lakeview Honkers
Oakland Oakers
Pendleton Buckaroos
Pilot Rock Rockets
Powers Cruisers
Sunset Apollos
Seaside Seagulls
Sherwood Bowmen
South Eugene Axemen
Sisters Outlaws
Enterprise Savages
South Wasco County Redsides (a redside is a fish, apparently)
Bonanza Antlers
Toledo Boomers

I wonder if the Cavemen ever squeeze the Honkers. Or the Cruisers encounter the Savages. Or . . . oh, well. Never mind. I’ll leave all that to the sophomores.

Sunday, March 07, 2004

I once worked with a guy named Richard Seven. Last I heard, he lit out for Seattle to become rich and famous in the newspaper biz. I wonder what became of him. Maybe he went on to pen the famous Sunday Seven questions, which once again get answered below. Doubt if it made Richard rich, though. Probably made him dick.

1) What are you wearing?

Black sweatsuit with blue and white trim (I ran three miles a few hours ago); white socks with purple Kansas State University Wildcat logos; gray shorts; beige Eeyore t-shirt from Disneyland, flip-flops (the temperature hit 66 degrees in my hometown today, the first over-60 day in Portland, Oregon, since October, to the best of my recollection).

2) What are you reading?

“Leviathan,” a novel by post-modernist Paul Auster.

3) What’s for dinner?

We done et already. Vietnamese noodle soup and egg rolls, purchased as take-out food by yours truly. Wife/chef Cookie Jean is out of commission cookingwise with a severely pulled calf muscle, incurred Friday when she sprinted across a street to dodge a car. I had to chauffeur her to the doctor Saturday morning, and now she is reduced to watching TV, gobbling Advil and occasionally hobbling out of the den to harass husband and/or son.

4) What’s the best thing that happened this week?

Was their something good? I missed it.

5) What’s bugging you?

I spent most of today working on income taxes. I hate doing taxes. Lord, spare me from receipts, red tape and government bloodsuckers!

6) Where in the world is Carmen San Diego?

Rough and Ready, California

7) What’s it all about, Dave?

I share with you the profound words of Franz Kafka:

“What I write is different from what I say, what I say is different from what I think, what I think is different from what I ought to think and so it goes further into the deepest darkness.”

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