I’m already sick and tired of seeing all these ice bucket challenge videos. It’s just too much. Everybody is doing it and sharing it on social media. I feel like it’s the new Kony 2014.
Let me preface this before I go deeper into this. I am not against raising awareness – although sometimes people raise awareness very poorly. I am not against raising money to help research to fight a disease. I am not against people banding together to do something good. This is all good. This is the intent of this fad. It’s good. I applaud it. The incoming money for it is fantastic and I commend the people who have donated. Props to all of you who did donate. All these videos are just overwhelming.
But isn’t it sad that it took viral videos, an ongoing online peer pressure to get people to care? That’s how we motivate Americans to do important things. I wonder how many people who did the challenge actually know what ALS is. Or maybe know the history of this challenge.
And of course if you’re in California, you’re wasting water. The state is in a drought and you willingly waste water. There are people out there who can’t get access to ice and/or water. But here we are wasting it.
Back when this concert was confirmed, I immediately bought tickets. I didn’t even know if I was going to go, but I knew I would find a way. At the time I was unemployed, so there was an uncertainty to this. But nevertheless, despite all the busyness of life, I flew back to the Bay the morning of the concert, ready to go to the last event ever at Candlestick Park and to see Paul McCartney one last time.
My dad and I took the secret way to Candlestick. We parked and walked our one mile to the stadium. This was the route that I took to the 49ers games when I was a writer. I would turn on Jamestown because I had a parking pass. But as a fan, this second route is the way to go. Now that the stadium is being blown up, now it’s cool to use this route one last time.
PHOTOS I TOOK FROM THE DAY
When we got there I marveled at the idea that this would be the last time I would be here. I had already bid my farewell at the last 49ers game here. Little did I know I would be back one last time.
Last night I got wind of Tom Petty doing a show with the Heartbreakers and Steve Winwood in San Jose. I got an email telling me that I can do a pre-sale with a code. I can’t make it back to San Jose but I love Tom Petty.
I decided that maybe I can buy tickets, sell them online and maybe use that profit to buy a ticket to a show he’s doing in LA. So this morning I did that. I bought two of the cheapest tickets. They were $66.50 each. I then threw them on StubHub at almost double the value. I might drop the prices later on as these tickets are just going on sale. But for now, let’s see how much this will cost me.
The #IceBucketChallenge that’s going on all over social media is a Seinfeld episode.
Kramer is in California and everyone is doing the Ice Bucket Challenge. Kramer, being conscious of California’s water drought situation, decides to not participate in dousing himself in ice cold water. He knows that he can’t waste water.
He gets ostracized by his peers, including Bob and Cedric, whom have all done the ice bucket challenge, posted videos on Facebook and tagged friends to do the same.
“Aren’t you against ALS?” they ask.
When I was trying to figure out my career about 10 years ago, I was very close to get into teaching over my career as a writer.
The foundation for my passion to teach can be traced back to “Dead Poet’s Society.” What Robin Williams did in that movie made me believe that I can influence and change lives, open up avenues to young minds that they may never have thought possible. It’s not a glamorous profession to be a teacher, but it is the greatest joy to share your knowledge, your hopes and your love with one another and see it grow into something beautiful.
RIP Robin Williams
Thanks to a friend who has 49ers season tickets, I got hooked up to go to the game. It’s going to be amazing. I went the one in LA and everything about it was great. I can only imagine that this new one will be just as fun. And since it’s the Sharks, I wonder how they would present it. I wonder which former Shark will drop the puck or what local music artist will perform.
Can’t wait! I’ll be there!
Last night during the Bridge life group meeting, we talked about Proverbs 1. The Bridge is a group for people anyone out of high school all the way through their 20s. I fit in that group. The group has been a great fit for me since I am not from the area and it’s hard for me to connect with people my age since I spend most of my week working.
But back to our discussion last night. There was a part of the chapter that really stood out to me while we went over it. Check out verse 4 (NIV).
1 The proverbs of Solomon son of David, king of Israel:
2 for gaining wisdom and instruction;
for understanding words of insight;
3 for receiving instruction in prudent behavior,
doing what is right and just and fair;
4 for giving prudence to those who are simple,
knowledge and discretion to the young—
5 let the wise listen and add to their learning,
and let the discerning get guidance—
6 for understanding proverbs and parables,
the sayings and riddles of the wise.
7 The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge,
but fools despise wisdom and instruction.