Thursday, September 29, 2005

park my mind

I went to the Coyotes games last night. It is the NEW NHL preseason. We sat lower level, and the tickets were free. It was interesting how being that close to the ice, and everything it wasn't any colder than and air conditioned building anywhere else. The NEW NHL has a few more rules. The Coyotes lost, but that was alright because there was a lot of fights, well not a lot but enough to make it count.
The only downfall of going to this game was the fact that it was WAY WAY WAY far away. I thought I had actually gone to far, and pasted the exit. When I had thought this, it was only about 5 miles more. The bonus to having to go so far was okay because I got on one interstate and went.
When we got there, parking was free (added bonus) and there was a shuttle to the gate (even though we ended up walking back to the car after the game because it wasn't that far at all).
Between periods I wanted to go and look around the building. I wanted to see how this place was designed. I must say the women's bathroom had good design! We then discovered a rather large model of sorts. Looking at it I wasn't clear what it was, then I heard a man tell his son that this was how it was going to look soon. Come to find out they are finding the Cardinals stadium up there, along with a LARGE shopping center, a conference center, and more. A hotel section, residential and parking spaces to hold enough for the 2 stadiums.
At first I was glad that they were having combined parking, so that our land doesn't have to be a paved place, but really one the way back I didn't see the need for the shopping center plus. There was so much of that one the way back down the interstate.
Urban Sprawl is all that Phoenix is, but I didn't see why they had to this complex. It was an under developed land, but so is much of the land around the city. They are even planning on moving the interstate to accommodate this new WestWridge (think that is what it was called) project. The building designs seemed to be structural pleasing, but why not do the residential place unto of the shops, instead of a completely new area. The shopping area is outside shops, which is good for AC purposes, but still has a water feature. I thought we were in the desert in a drought, but what pleases people is water so why not please them, so the spend more money.

There was a lot more that could be done with this to make it create less urban sprawl, but I suppose the bright side is the parking.

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

thanks for reading

When I was leaving class today, a guy held the door open for me. Without thinking about it I said thank you. He seemed surpised, but replied with a you are welcome....
This as really gotten me thinking about how much the little we say go unnoticed, or are not said at all anymore. When I walk in front of someone that is looking for an item on a shelf at a store, I say excuse me. When I am dropped off by the bus, I say thank you. I suppose these are my small town roots coming forth, but still it seems that no one says them anymore.
There is the boy I tutor, and he always stays a little after to much sure everything is cleaned up. I have never asked him to, but yet he gives up some of this time to do it. I tell him thank you each time, but I don't think those words express that I really am glad he stayed to help me. Yet everything I thank him, his eyes light up, and he smiles without a response.
It makes me wonder if he ever hears these words. Does his mom tell him thanks when he has cleaned up after dinner? Will he know that the words are simple but yet true.
I remembering having to be reminded to say thank you, or please when I asked for something when I was little. It was pounded into me. I now catch myself saying "how do you ask" or "tell her thank you" as we walk away from something. Not just with little kids, but my peers. It seems this is the way to get these phases unforced from your mouth.


I will probably post the paper I wrote for my english class, soon. It is poorly written if you ask me, but it reflects on my experience this summer. I know that this summer I didn't write to highly of it, so it might be a way to look back on it with a bit more reflection. (my english class is called "Writing Refective Essays")

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

white towel

It doesn't seem like the end of September already, and the thought that I have not blogged yet this month is out of my mind.

School has taken over my life.

I thought about writting the other day when I was hit with this amazing insite about something new, yet I didn't.

It is fall right now, at least everywhere else it is. The leaves will be changing soon, but only the sun rays will fall here. More than anything right now I have been experiencing the fact that I miss the isolated land. We went swimming the other night,when the stars should be out, we counted about seven. I saw the sky, when the smog broke through just a second. The grass was wet the other morning, no mistaking sprinklers for dew.

Maybe this is why I am not so worried about school taking over my life.
There isn't beauty of the nature... so with my school work I have to create the beauty of the moment---drafting, drawing----
It doesn't seem like the end of September already, and the thought that I have not blogged yet this month is out of my mind.

School has taken over my life.

I thought about writting the other day when I was hit with this amazing insite about something new, yet I didn't.

It is fall right now, at least everywhere else it is. The leaves will be changing soon, but only the sun rays will fall here. More than anything right now I have been experiencing the fact that I miss the isolated land. We went swimming the other night,when the stars should be out, we counted about seven. I saw the sky, when the smog broke through just a second. The grass was wet the other morning, no mistaking sprinklers for dew.

Maybe this is why I am not so worried about school taking over my life.
There isn't beauty of the nature... so with my school work I have to create the beauty of the moment---drafting, drawing----