Showing posts with label Kinko's. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kinko's. Show all posts

Monday, November 7, 2011

Boys of Summer Book - Entry #83.1


RC:
All right, the ticket situation is resolved. We got our tickets on the inside (of Jacob’s Field) after making a few phone calls. Earlier, as I was waiting in line (to try to get our tickets), there are three windows available for the will-call. So I’m waiting in line for any of the three windows to open up. I’m the only person in line. (I’ve been waiting a while and I’m a bit irritated as I’ve already gotten the run around. This is my second time here.) Then a few other people come up and start to line up next to me and I tell them, excuse me, I’m in line here so I could make sure which ever window opened first I’d be able to go there as I’d been waiting the longest. Some people were kind of here and there with that, saying to me, “are you in this line or are you not”. I respond “Yes I am. I’m waiting for any of these windows to open up.”

And then a lady from the Indians staff comes up and starts to put people into other lines and I said, “Excuse me I’m waiting.” And she said, “Well you need to pick a line.” And I said, “Well, if I pick a line and one of these people goes in front of me to another window that opens that I didn’t pick, then just because I picked the wrong line now I’m going be waiting longer than the person who showed up after me. So if I have one line, that feeds all three windows, it ensures the person who got there first would be the first one to be helped”. And she said, “Yeah but there’s three lines”. Which I enjoyed.

DC:
The world’s not perfect.

RC:
It’s not about it being perfect. There’s a simple solution and it’s not being used for some reason.

DC:
That’s because the world’s not perfect.

RC:
Anything else?

DC:
That’s it.

Park Number 17 (of 30), Jacobs Field

Cleveland 4, Kansas City 3
 WP: M. Miller (3-1)   LP: S. Sullivan (3-3)

Oak 6, Tex 2

July 25, 2004 - DAD
Max V. Shaul State Park, NY

We stop for gas in the middle of the night in the mountains of Pennsylvania. I return to the car and find Bob interviewing five young ladies – recent college graduates who are returning from a cross country trip.  They are all baseball fans so Bob leads them in an energetic version of "Take me out to the Ballgame."  We wish each other a safe trip and say goodbye. 

Later we would wonder if we dreamed the whole thing up – I’m not sure.  We arrive at Bob’s friend from Caesars Palace, Jen, who shares a two bedroom, one bath apartment in Queens, at about 6 a.m. We blow up the mattress and sleep on the kitchen floor until about 10 a.m. 

Breakfast is at Burger King across the street where there was some shouting by a couple of unhappy customers. We are just one block from the subway that will take us to Shea Stadium. Bob is able to get us media passes so we get a real good look at the facilities.  We watch a very exciting game between the Mets and the Braves.

After the game, we take the train back to where the Explorer has been parked for 12 hours and find it untouched. We load up and drive 160 miles to Albany after a brief stop at Yankee Stadium to shoot some video we missed the first time through. We stop at the Kinko’s in Albany for an hour and a half then are off to find a campsite. Our direction is west towards Cooperstown, where we find "Max V. Shaul" State Park shortly after midnight.  We set up camp and are sleeping in record time.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Boys of Summer Book - Entry #73

July 17, 2004 - Bob
Pittsburgh, PA
We're in Pittsburgh -- got in late yesterday. We drove the 250 miles or so which, to us, is easy pickins at this point. Annamaria was still with us and she has a wonderfully calming effect on me -- she's my Bella, to be sure. We had to scramble around Pittsburgh looking for a campground (as we had no digs here) and eventually found one (after finding a Kinko's where I could plug in my laptop -- like I'm doing right here, the next morning). 
It's a very different kind of site -- more of a mobile park than a traditional campground like we have been staying in. the people are very nice and the price is right ($16 a night). 
We went into the Rock Bottom Brewery/Sing Sing last night to see Karl Bailey, a friend of mine through my sis (he's also a piano player/singer at the sing-a-long bar here). 
He was amazing to us -- got us in, we met his beautiful fiancee, then he took about 5-10 minutes of the show and had the crowd singing “Take Me Out to the Ballgame”. We taped it all -- good footage -- then he went on to pimp our cause a bit which I was amazed by. We handed out some cards and people seemed very into it. 
We got back to the campsite late -- it's about 45 minutes out of town but there was middle of the night construction on a two-way road -- D'oh! We got to sleep about 12:45 and had to be up at 5 AM to take Annamaria to her train. It was very hard to say goodbye to her. I am taking a lot on in this trip and it really helps to have her around because she's such a good partner. We play together and work together very well and I simply enjoy her presence. She's got beautiful light about her. 
So...off she went, on her first train ride in America (she's ridden trains in her trips to Italy, but never in the States). 
I'll see her soon -- but in the moment, my heart aches.
I just got a call from the New York Mets -- they are going to give us a couple of tickets and field passes. That will help us greatly and I am deeply appreciative of their kindness. 
It's funny -- I've only had two teams who really seemed to have not gotten it so far. One was the Tigers -- they never gave me any information until the day of the game when their ironically named "Tiger Care" representative, Tony Burns said: you've been talking to the wrong department (for the last several weeks -- would have been nice to let me know when I could have done something about it, eh?). 
Their Media Rep, Cliff Russell did all he could and was very nice -- but it was last minute and a Yankee game. He actually did pull three media passes out for us at the last second, but by then we had already purchased tickets and were in the ball game. I do appreciate his efforts, though. 
Another disappointment that day was that our local Parkinson Contact (not John -- another man who set us up with John) disappeared on game day after telling us where to go for a pre-party (we purchased a bunch of pizza and soda for people who never showed) and telling us he'd pick up the extra tickets we might have. Well...we left 10 tickets for him at Will Call and still haven't heard from him. We'll see. I would hate for us to have to eat that $180 -- but it wouldn't be the first time. 
I don't mean to be doom and gloom -- there are a lot of wonderful things going on, too -- like John Trudeau, Maria Gebhardt (God Bless her for all the work she's putting in) and Karl Bailey, for example. 
It has been a trip of peaks and valleys -- that's probably the best way to describe it. Can't know the sweet unless you've tasted the sour, eh? 
I wear a yin-yang around my neck pretty much every day and it reminds me of this: balance and the interconnected nature of life. 
"It all goes in," Stephen King once said. 
"Life is what happens when you're busy making other plans," John Lennon once said. 
Wise dudes, I say. 
Until next time. 

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Boys of Summer book Entry #53

Park Number Six (of 30) at Turner Field

Atlanta 10, Boston 4
WP: M. Hampton (3-8)   LP: D. Lowe (6-8)

Side note: Oakland FINALLY gets over on the Giants, 9-6
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July 5, 2004 - Dad
Prince William Forest, VA

I woke up at 7 a.m. to a beautiful cool morning in Charlotte.  The day is off to a good start – all my laundry is washed and Barb has sorted and folded it for easy packing (thanks, Barb!). After a breakfast of pancakes and fruit on the deck, we pack up and say "thank you and good bye." Our trip today will be about 350 miles before side trips. 

We make a side trip to Durham to visit Duke University, Bob’s favorite college basketball team. As it turns out, this is the very day Coach K announces he will not accept the job as coach of the Lakers, so there’s a bit of media buzz. We also make a stop at Costco for lunch and gas. 

On the road again, the end of a three day holiday means heavy traffic and pockets of slow driving. We are unable to connect with a "friendly" in the area so we make camp at Prince William Forest State Park. Bob needs to go to Kinko’s to get online with his computer. We finally locate one in Alexandria – an hour-plus later we stop at Wendy’s for dinner then it’s back to the park for the night.

July 5, 2004 - Bob
Prince William Forest, VA

Barb and Naiden were the most kind and gracious hosts I could imagine. They are sweet, funny and very, very warm. It’s so wonderful connecting with old friends. There’s most definitely something special about that connection -- the depth of it -- the resonance of it.

The game was great yesterday.

Later...

This trip is an affirmation of life, love, faith and friendship. To reconnect with old friends, to make new ones, to experience and re-experience things is amazing. It’s a celebration of life and all the things that we’ve done and will do. It’s so important to let friends know you love them, so important to step out of our “easy lives” and reconnect to our authentic lives.

What do I mean by that? I mean asking what we are doing here on this planet. If at our core, what we want is to be happy -- then our focus on work and money is out of balance. Not that work and money can’t be part of being happy, but they are not the absolute facilitators of happiness. Happiness can and is achieved in so many other ways that don’t cost money or require work or achievement, but rather, ask us to let go and allow time -- not “make” time because we can’t do that. Allowing time for things like sitting around with loved ones is key. Just sitting and watching a sunset, a wave crash or maybe throwing a ball back and forth holds simple perfection.

Why are we here on this planet?

What for?

Perhaps...