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![]() Holabird AdvocateProviding all the news we see fit to print since 2002!Monday, October 26, 2009 ![]() Here is a photo that was taken in front of the Come Hahn Inn during the opening day of pheasant hunting season. I'm not really sure who is who, so take a look and see if you can figure it out. Saturday, October 24, 2009 Yes another hiatus,but we are back. It's been a busy Fall season for me, and I've been deprived of my good friend, Jane, who provides most of the inspiration for the comedy and the creativity that takes place here. We see each other occasionally and split a sandwich. She tears out the crust and gives it to me. The Pheasant hunting season has been going well. By that, i mean there have been no reports of dogs getting skunked and all that jazz! Denise Ross was at DWU with her documentary film, "Unplanned Democracy". It was well produced, directed, and edited. Political bias was not readily detected, at least not by me. Since we last got together I see Dave Letterman got in the news for getting it on with a happening lady. In this case, it was not Mrs. Letterman, his wife of, what, 20 minutes. It was his assistant Stephanie "Monty" Birkett. Monty, as she was called, appeared on Letterman's show quite a bit. He said she was his girlfriend, and even though it was supposed to be a joke, as was Bonnie Hunt being his ex-wife, I had to wonder if this ditzy chick wasn't giving Dave a little something to get this camera time, as she had absolutely no stage presence at all. She was quite nice to look at, so i let that slide. As it happens, nobody is giving me a little something to appear on JTV. I can't even find someone to play Monopoly with around here. Speaking of JTV, I lost the camera, so I went to Wal-mart to by another. This one is pink instead of black. It was the only camera available Monday, August 24, 2009 This is Cade Hinkle being a typical Hinkle boy. My brother Doug and sister in law Noel were visiting from Pierre. It gets PG-13 towards the end here, so you have been warned. Thursday, August 20, 2009 Here is a little of Dakotafest captured on JTV. It was a little bit wet that day! Thursday, August 13, 2009 A lot of men are a little vague on exactly when middle age begins. It has nothing to do with your chronological age, and it doesn't matter if your hair has gone gray, white or AWOL. You have officially arrived at midlife when the most important aspect of any given activity is comfort. In midlife, excitement, adventure and even finances all take a back seat. What you're looking for is comfort. You're not interested in physical fitness, you want heating and air conditioning. You want padding -- on your furniture, on your paycheck and on your own butt. Even your love life is affected. Forget passion, what you want now is a "comfortable" relationship, where nobody yells at anybody, nothing changes and nine times out of 10 you fall asleep before your wife does. Your wild oats have turned to Wild Oat-Bran. As middle age progresses, you'll probably even become "comfortable" with yourself. Some call it giving up. I call it true success. When you can stand in front of a mirror or a banker and say proudly 'This is as good as I get,' hey, that has to be a comforting thought. Monday, August 03, 2009 I have to admit that I wasn't too wild about President Obama having that Harvard man and one of Cambridge's finest over to the White House for beer. My Cousin Kevin and a good friend of mine, Big J, helped me see that the beer was just a tool for the real purpose: understanding.My rebel daughter in law once told me that Jesus was an alcoholic. The Pharisees of his time called him a drunkard as well. Honestly, you turn water into wine one time, and all the sudden you're as drunk. There is something about alcohol that seems to foster good will, until someone overdoes it and the law must be brought in. Jesus ate and drank with sinners like tax collectors, prostitutes, and yes, the drunks, because these were the people that needed to hear his message of hope. He went where they were. He showed them kindness instead of putting them down and keeping them there. God is Love. The God of Judgement that people find in the Bible is going to judge not on morality, but on the love that one shows for their neighbor and for God himself (or herself, rent the movie "Dogma" one time).Obama knew that if these two men could get together on somewhat neutral ground and get to know each other as people, the things that caused the whole stink to begin with wouldn't matter. I personally don't understand why someone would feel the need to break into their own home with a crowbar, but I don't have to. I can understand why someone would see two people doing that and feel the need to call the police. I can understand why a police officer would use due diligence to make sure a crime didn't take place. I wasn't there when the deal went down, so I'll not get into that. I just hope that this whole thing gets resolved peacefully and with as much situation as all concerned can muster. When I first came to DWU, I was nobody. I was just an old fat guy from some wide spot on the road called Holabird that few ever heard about, and fewer even cared about, but something happened. Koinonia helped me to get to know my fellow students, and vice verse. Koinonia is Greek for Togetherness, or possibly Communion. It is a time of fellowship and sharing a meal that helps us not only put behind the pressure as students we feel during the week, but it helps us get to know each other, not only as people, but as children of God. Apart from koinonia, I randomly met (or so it would seem in a worldly POV) a young man named Colin Duffy, who eventually became known as my Rebel Son. He and his lady friend Jessica could have just as easily washed both hands of me, but for some reason we have managed to become almost nearly just about family. I think the world of both of them. We've not always seen eye to eye on things, we get on each others nerves, but we still keep our lines of communication open. If only my biological family could do that! The bottom line is that when you let love and understanding into your heart and life, you can change the world in ways both big and small. Sometimes all it takes is a little bread and wine, a beer at the White House, a common meal, or even a little Captain Morgan, to bring the thing about. DWU President Dr. Duffet has promised that when he's not busy he's going to have a drink with me at Java City so we can talk about things. It hasn't happened yet, but I know his heart is in the right place. The best thing about drinking is that is keeps your hand to full to make a fist! Saturday, August 01, 2009 Well, it's about time I get cracking on this sequel before people forget the original. It's been nearly 2 months since I promised to continue the story, and so here 'tis: As you recall, my rebel son and daughter in law had invited me to a drinking establishment known as the Moonlight. It was hot for June, and had to wash the smell off, and fell asleep in the tub. My rebel daughter in law entertained me as best she could by herself since my rebel son was occupied elsewhere. Jessica is quite a lady. Not perfect, but few of us are. Some say she's hot, but I've never taken her temperature. If I tried, she might break my thermometer. Besides, she dislikes that label. She is what the King James Bible may describe as beautiful and well favoured, but even that is not enough.She has more than just physical beauty in her corner. She is also sharp minded, kind hearted, and no nonsense. Anyone wanting to get the best of her had better have their facts straight. She has also never failed to be kind to me, even when she'd rather I would disappear. Picture yourself in her shoes. Would you want to spend your Wednesday night with a crashing bore like me (or is that boar)? She made the best of it. We talked of the shooting in DC, and how the play featuring a meeting between Anne Frank and Emmett Till was set to debut. We compared CNN and FOXNEWS as well. In order to make sure I'd listen to her, she furnished me with a beverage called Captain Morgan. I'm not sure how many glasses I had, because I lost count at 3. I remember a guy named Tony that Jessica said I had something in common with. I don't remember much more about him. Colin has "It". I don't know what "It" is or where the same can be acquired, other than to tell you that "It" is the same thing that can turn a guy like Brad Pitt who doesn't shower or shave into a babe magnet, whereas I could shave thrice a day, baptize myself in "Brut by Faberge" and still be turned down by drunk girls at closing time. When he arrived at the Moonlight, I couldn't help but notice that one of the lady bartenders offered him sex on the beach while Jessica was not listening. He turned her down twice. Oh yeah, he has "It" all right!I call him rebel son after being inspired to do so by a Hank Jr. video. He should have that talk with his biological son Hank 3. He says the F word a lot in his music! Father's and sons don't always see eye to eye. Sometimes I'm just as difficult to please as my old man. It seems I always disappointed him. I was introduced to the man known as Big J on the Radio at KMIT. I had never heard of him before, since I figure he's on the same time Rush Limbaugh is. The other big news of the day was that some beauty queen lost her crown because she said something about gay marriage that wasn't kosher, evidently. I was asked about my thoughts. All I could think of mas mentioning that since the bride pays for the ceremony, if two guys get hitched, the preacher doesn't get paid. I wonder if two chicks get married, does the preacher get paid twice? SWEET! If only I could find two chicks that want to get married, to each other that is. I'm a confirmed bachelor. There is only one woman in this whole world that I'd ever want to get married to, and she's too good for me. I guess my biological clock must be digital, because I don't hear any ticking. I guess that's how it's supposed to be. After all, my dad once told me that since I don't have money, I have no business making time with the ladies at my age. He said I would embarrass myself and dissapoint her. He was right about that. One more thing about gay marriage: that may be the only situation where at least one fella actually wants to get married. I could be wrong! I made my way home that evening with the voice of an angel in my head. Not just an angel, but THE angel. The one person in this world that always inspired me to want to be a better person. It was as if I could hear her calling to me, but I couldn't see her. The next morning my head felt like monkeys were tap dancing on it. I'm not sure there will be a Part 3 to this story, but as far as my "kids" go, they are OK. I hope that their respective "real" families are as proud of them as I am. They had more to do with it than I did. Wherever they are, I hope they're happy! Tuesday, July 07, 2009 There is just too much going on in the world. It's so hard to keep up. Locally we have the 4-3 decision by the Mitchell City council to sell booze on Sunday. I still say anybody who can't get drunk by Saturday night isn't trying. Still, it's no skin off my liver! Sarah Palin resigned as Governor of Alaska. In her Resignation Speech, she stated, "I'm a fighter, not a quitter!" Oh yes you are, Ms. Palin! When one resigns, one is by definition a quitter. There is speculation that Palin resigned so she could run for president in 2012. This may have escaped everybody's attention, but that is a full three years away! What the heck is she going to do until then? If I quit a job (in this economy yet!) and then 3 years later applied for a new one, I'm sure the 3 year gap of employment would come up in the interview process, proving I got that far (not likely). If I told the employer that I quit that job to get ready for this interview, I don't think it would go over too well.Then we have the whole MJ media circus. Yes, I know he's a legend and all that, but let's not forget this is the same media that called him "Wacko Jacko" and was constantly crowding him when he was a living legend. It's been mentioned that perhaps the Oxy-clean guy could get a couple of camera at his place for a spell. There are just as many unanswered questions with him as with Jackson. Like how can a healthy 50 year old man get killed by a fall in the tub? More importantly where is Dennis Miller? For years I thought he was Billy Mays. After all they have never been seen together. When he died, Dennis Miller disappeared too! Wednesday, June 17, 2009 Not too long ago as I was leaving the library, walking on the sidewalk, minding my own business, my rebel son and daughter in law (adopted, of course, as I'm unable to have children) pulled up in their new car, A Cooper, a fine piece of Irish craftsmanship if there ever was one. To celebrate this new addition to the family, they invited me to a drinking establishment in my neighborhood, I've forgotten the name, but it will come to me after a spell. After getting home, doing my 3S routine, and falling asleep in the bathtub, I made it to this drinking establishment to find my rebel daughter in law sans her common law husband. It appears that he had to take "a friend" to the Kongo Klub, an establishment that have not experienced, so I don't know for myself if any drinking takes place. I have heard stories that would make it appear as though other more unsavory things take place therein. I have heard that women so ugly that not even Bill Clinton wants to view them do unspeakable things in that place. Of course, I've never been there so we'll leave it at that before that becomes the next field trip on which the kids take me.Yet I am curious. Why would anyone go to so much trouble to see unattractive women do whatever it is they do? I mentioned Bill Clinton earlier. He had Jennifer Flowers, Monica Lewinsky, and Paula Jones, neither one of these women would be mistaken for a supermodel. Why did he do that? Well it could be because they catered to his ego. I know about as much about marriage to Hillary as I do about the Kongo Klub, but I can imagine she's no picnic.Bill isn't alone. Evangelist Jimmy Swaggart took a couple prostitutes to a motel, and I don't think he was holding a prayer meeting with them in there. Swaggarts own cousin, Mickey Gilley, who had a big country hit with "Don't the girls all get prettier at closing time?" couldn't believe how unattractive these women that as he put it "Jimmy wanted to have 'fellowship' with". actually were. But they served a purpose to him, whatever it was. Satan is tricky that way. He can take the most unappealing things and make God's children desire them above all else, even someone like me. There once was a young lady at DWU to whom I once said, "You look lovely today". When I saw how happy that made her, I made a point of doing that every time I saw her. She enjoyed my catering to her ego very much until one day she woke up one day and realized that it was me and I've not seen her since, and don't expect to ever see her again. Too bad, she is a neat person who I miss on a daily basis. Truth be told, she catered to my ego as well, but then she's not homely whereas I look like death on a cracker.My rebel son did make it back from there. What we talked about will be another story for another time. Thursday, May 07, 2009 A few weeks ago I was one of 1100 people in the Mitchell area who took part in an event at the Palace of Corn called Impact Lives. That's just what we did. But as for me, I had my life impacted as well. I was part of the 8 AM shift that Saturday morning. I stumbled out of bed, got my duds on, and headed out to meet the day. I had no idea what lie ahead. I had a pretty full night at work, and I was not sure I could do this, but I was committed, so that was the end of the story. I arrived at the same time as a couple friends of mine at DWU. We were part of this group of 8 people that filled packs to be used at a Haitian refugee camp in the Dominican Republic. We had an assembly line going. One person puts in a scoop of rice, someone else a scoop of soy, someone else a scoop of dried vegetables, etc. I am not completely sure what I put it. It looked like dried milk, smelled like chicken bullion powder, but we were told it was a vitamin supplement. For nearly two hours I scooped that stuff up. It was mind numbing, and tedious, but we were Impacting Lives. I was impacting lives! Each of these packs was one meal for a family of 6, or 6 meals for a family of 1. That was something else! To know that there were people in the world who were so desperate for something to eat, some nourishment to consume, that they would actually be taking it from the pack that I was working on. It was a big responsibility. Like I said, I was one of 1100 people doing this. several people from DWU were part of this effort, up to and including the University President, Dr. Duffet, and his wife. They were part of a different group at a different time, but they did the same thing that he was asking his students to do. That's leading by example right there! We are taught about the concept of servant- leadership at DWU, but Dr. Duffet actually lived it that afternoon. I don't mention this to give him high honors, after all, he was just doing a job, like the rest of us. We all do what we can for those in need. Service and Sacrifice is all part of the Wesleyan tradition. We did that tradition proud that day! The Mitchell community raised something like $75,000 and made 380,000 packets of food that day for the organization known as Impact Lives! Not bad for first timers! As for me, I hope it won't be the last. I donated money to the cause as well as bought an Impact Lives T-shirt for myself. As I so often do, I offered to donate for my friends and buy them shirts as well. Neither one wanted a shirt, but approved of the donation. After filling packs, I helped stack the boxes of packs onto pallets, and loading the pallets onto the truck. Then we watched a presentation about the organization does and how they do it. The fellow presenting for us then said something that brought it home for me. When he was growing up, Impact Lives brought in food packs to feed him and his family. Now he is bringing in the food for other families. I left the Corn Palace that morning knowing that no matter what I did for the rest of the day, this was the most important thing I'd done. For all I know this was the answer to the prayer I had been looking for. DWU does care, and so does Mitchell! I was so blessed to see that happen. I tried to go about the rest 0f the day doing what I was supposed to do. I was to help with the Eleanor McGovern Debates. I got to Smith Hall around noon, just in time to have lunch. All I could talk about was Impact Lives and all that it entailed. Then as I settled in to watch the debate, I fell asleep, and snored. Definitely the worst thing I did all day! As I look back and reflect on my time at Impact Lives, I've come away with one thing. I live in a pretty good part of the world. I may complain that my income doesn't keep up with my lifestyle, but at least I have an income. Perhaps I should adjust my lifestyle accordingly! That may be the biggest impact of all! Monday, May 04, 2009 Howdy! Do you remember me! For those faithful few who have been watching for any spark of life from the Hinkle Empire, your long worldwide nightmare is over! I've been busy since I published my last posted back in March, but I will be less busy for a spell. I've not given up on the new format entirely, but another retool is in order. The Holabird Advocate is a thing of the past. I'm keeping the new title, but we'll have more information and less comedy. At least intentional comedy. I have discovered someone with a rare comic genius. She is at least as funny as Alice Kramden, and maybe Gracie Allen. I'll be putting sketches together occasionally under the title of "One of These Days" until the Gleason Estate decide to sue or I can come up with a better title. The wireless Internet has left McGovern Hall, So the new home office is at the Senator's Library, where miracles happen when I least expect them, until I can fire up the DSL. I need to clean the apartment first. You know to find the computer, as well as the floor. In other news, I see that Keloland stock shot up to 3 cents today. It may be time to buy! Saturday, March 07, 2009 Episode 9 The last two weeks have been a blur for Jerry. He was busy with midterm stuff the first week, and busy with his Personal History paper for Psych class during the week of Spring Break. Jerry did manage to have a little fun. He has purchased a video camera and has shot some video. The camera is like the Keloland u Share camera accept it's pink instead of gray. He's not going to pay co-eds to "go wild" but will find something to chronicle with "JTV" as he calls it. One thing he didn't chronicle was the visit of Ken, Jo and Anne Hansen as they stopped by to see him. They went to Cafe Teresa for pizza and wine. Jerry had two glasses of the devil's brew! Not sure what he's trying to prove. Perhaps living in the city has loosened his morals. Next thing you know he'll be smoking! Jerry had enough of his long hair and decided to go to a haircutting establishment. The first person he ran into was Jessica, a former member of the management team at the Hut. Jerry selected the #3 haircut from one of the lady barbers that wasn't Jessica because he didn't feel he could stand the excitement. He paid darn near $13 for the haircut. Everything in the big city is pricey these days! Jerry decided not to run for president and has not told too many people why. A pretty blond co-ed has talked him into running for VP instead so he readily agreed! He has also been accepted onto one of DWU's Ethics Bowl Teams. Hopefully he has not taken on too much. Saturday, February 21, 2009 Episode 8 The Food Drive only yielded 167 food items. It was enough to make the paper. The Student Body President, who was in charge of the drive took Jerry along to help with the delivery. MTI had well over 1000 items and Jerry helped them unlaod that as well. Once alone the President told Jerry that he is the only member of the Food Drive that will be returning next year and that he hoped Jerry would be willing to work with the next administration for the Food Drive or even be the next administration. Jerry was taken aback! It was almost but not quite an endorsement. Jerry also attended many of the Theatre Week events. He played an improv game called "Blind Date" and sang "Respect" in the manner of Otis Redding. He almost didn't sing because just when he was scheduled to go on nature called. At Jerry's age the call of nature is more like a shout than a whisper. Sunday, February 15, 2009 Episode 7 Jane doesn't understand why Jerry spends so much time working on the food drive. She tells him that he is acting too much like a priest and needs to find a little girlfriend and have some fun. "Oh really?" Jerry says with a sideways glance. "NOT ME!", She declares. "Find someone else! I'm living with someone and I love him!" Jerry sees the Biology Club is selling flowers. He decides to take a closer look and sees that Seth and his girlfriend, Heather, are working the booth. "Are you gonna buy me flowers, Jerry?" Heather inquires. Jerry shakes his head, "If I did that, Seth would do me bodily harm." Heather comes back, "What if I threaten you with bodily harm if you don't? Jerry gives pause for thought ( a rare occurrence these days) then says, "Alright I'll give you a carnation, but I'm signing George Clooney's name to the card! Seth can track HIM down!" Heather then gives up. Jerry spies a young lady wearing a yellow jacket and sitting at one of the tables in the library. He sees Jane talking on her cell phone, and inspiration hits him. He gives Seth and Heather an order for a red rose delivered to that lady in the yellow jacket. By the time the order is filled, she is in the bookstore. As Heather delivers the flower, Jerry goes to Jane and tells her what he did. Jane tells Jerry he should apologise to her, since they are strangers and all. Jerry lets Jane know right away that he is quite famous here. just about that time, he hears giggling coming from the bookstore. Jerry is worried at this point,but plays it cool. As the lady in yellow leaves the bookstore, Jane goes to her class. Jerry steels himself, and politely asks, "Have I offended you?" The lady says, "Oh no, in fact you have made my day!" Later when Jerry meets up with Jane he informs her what she said. "Oh yeah!", She counters, "What's her name?" "OK, you got me on that one!" Jerry shrugs. The next day is Valentine's Day. Jerry is all alone, wondering where he went wrong. Just then he hears the keystrokes of the mail carriers computer. Jerry goes out to get the mail. He sees a letter from Compassion International. it is a personal message from Liz, the girl from Peru that he has been sponsoring. Well what do you know?", Jerry says. "Looks like someone likes me after all!" Saturday, February 14, 2009 Episode 6 As Valentine's Day came closer, Jerry decided to become more involved with the DWU Food Drive for the Salvation army. There was only 1 bag of food collected. The economy got the blame, like it does now all the time. When he found out that DWU's cross town rival ,MTI, had 142 items, Jerry knew what he had to do. He went to County Fair, the local Affiliated Food Store and bought 3 more bags of food items. It wasn't much, but Jerry knew that the next time he faced Senator McGovern, he wouldn't have to tell him that his own beloved DWU had a food drive with only one donation in the kitty. That would not be good. Things picked up at the Basketball Game. When it was all totalled up, DWU had 113 items. At least they'd cracked 100! Saturday, February 07, 2009 Episode 5 Jerry went to the Super Bowl party on Campus instead of going to the library. He and his adopted Canadian sister Kandy had fun torturing people with a different kind of Pepsi Challenge. They would present people with two glasses of Pepsi and ask them which was Coke and which one was Pepsi. Not everyone saw the humor in that and let them know right away. Jerry shook his head and said, "What do you Americans know anyway?" Kandy did a take and replied, "Dude, you were born in this country! Stop pretending to be Canadian!" Jerry ate too much and paid for it at Cybex Class. Jane wanted to study for the Psych test. She is worried because they haven't seen the results from the previous test, which she's sure she bombed. She shows Jerry a copy of her article for the class. "A present for you," she says with a smile. Jerry takes a deep breath and lets it out, then intones melodramatically, "Thank you, I shall treasure it always! Could you sign it for me?" After writing VOID across the page, she gives him the sought for autograph . he folds the paper up and places it in his shirt pocket. Jerry then puts his hand over the pocket like he's getting ready to say the Pledge of Allegiance. The Phreno comes out a week late, but is well received. Jerry's Observatory article and restaurant review got the attention of the Journalism Department. He is asked to consider taking the Intro to Journalism Class. There may even be an internship at the Republic for him if he so chooses. Jerry is offered his own column in the Phreno as well. Some of his fellow Senators have approached Jerry about running for Student Body President. Jane is not impressed with Jerry's photo. It's too blurry! He needs to get it redone, she says. She also tells him she'll vote for him if he does run. The test goes well for Jerry. The grades come back with two B's. Jane doesn't say what she got, but does tell Jerry to have a good weekend. She informs him that she and her boyfriend are going to Valentine, Nebraska for the weekend. Jerry takes in the news with a poker face. After all, she is over 21, making her own money. He wonders what exactly is going on, but realizes it doesn't matter. As far as she knows nothing has changed. Jerry will make sure it stays that way, for now. Saturday, January 31, 2009 Episode 4 Jerry found his cell phone while he was reading his Internship homework on FDR. All of the sudden the familiar stains of "Jingle Bells" ran out like a multitude of the heavenly hosts. The net morning he couldn't wait to tell everyone who had been looking that the lost had been found. He also changed the ring tone from "Jingle Bells to "Fanfare". Later on, He discovered the phone missing again. He convinced his good friend Nicole to call his number, because he was sure it was in his apartment, but no ringing. The next morning, he found it under a light dusting of snow. It worked, so he called Nicole to let her know he found it again. He was so happy that he decided to become a customer of Nicole in her Reliv business. This company makes the best breakfast drink in the world. Meanwhile, the weather kept Jane from class on Monday. When she came back on Wednesday, Jane wanted to borrow Jerry's notes until she saw them and ridiculed his handwriting. Michelle was going to be gone on Thursday and Friday because a friend of hers from back home was dying of cancer. Jane had a speech in her class about what she would take with her should her home catch fire. Jerry went to Taco John's for breakfast, but made it back in time to listen to her practice the speech. As always, Jane was nervous, but Jerry taught her a few tricks that he thought would help, like imagining the audience on the toilet. Instead of helping, they made her giggle. There wasn't so much that Jerry could do but laugh with her. This was raffle and silent auction week for MCC as well as Jerry had a Senate meeting on Tuesday morning. Jerry managed to get his SSL paper done on Thursday as well. He needs to read a little more in his WWII History class or he will lose his self proclaimed title of "King of History" (Jerry even bought a blue cap that he calls his crown) Jerry's parents were supposed to have mailed his proof of insurance two weeks ago. He doesn't have it, and the current proof expires on February 9. Jerry knows this because one of Mitchell's boys in blue pulled him over for a defective tail light, which he has 10 days to fix. Saturday, January 24, 2009 The bit about the time difference with Mitchell and DC reminded me of Justin Wilson's story about a fella who was in Atlanta and wanted a flight to New Orleans. The person at the ticket both said the flight left Atlanta at 9:25, and arrived in the Big Easy at 9:26. He forgot about the time difference. so when asked if he wanted a ticket, he said, "No but I'd like to see the plane take off!" Episode 3 Jerry turned in his SSL paper late, he also went into the Wellness Center to study up on his Cybex class. Jerry thought there is something kinda backwards about no classes and everything else opened on MLK day. Dr. King was a good man. He was a man of peace. Someone who wanted change, to write the wrongs of society. Schools should not be closed. They should be opened so the younger generation could learn about his struggle. Jerry went home and started reading his Business ethics chapter, after an episode of Gilligan on DVD. Business ethics at 8 am is a challenge. few people are at the top of their mental game at that hour. If Dr. Mitchell minds the early hour, he doesn't let on. On the way to class Jerry hears on the radio that the high school marching band from the hometown of one of his friends is going to be in the inaugural parade. Something that fails to thrill her because she hates Obama. Oh well, Jerry thinks to himself. After class Jerry goes to the library and sees that CBS News is on a big screen with all of the inauguration preparation. He watches for a while, then Jerry remembers that he has to go to the bank and make a deposit. He figures if he hurries, he can make it back by the oath taking. Jerry enters Wells Fargo as everyone is gathered around the TV as the oath is administered. Jerry sees that it's only 11, and the oath was to be taken at noon. He realizes that it's noon in DC. After a while, he gets his banking done, and heads back to see the parade on the library's big screen. It was such a treat to see all of the living ex presidents. Carter looked well for 84, Jerry thought. Building houses must agree with him. Jerry was double booked for most of the rest of the week. With his public Service research project, another SSL paper and two articles for the Phreno on top of fundraising for the MCC, he had to skimp. Kelly, being the project leader, took up most of the slack. Jerry got his SSL paper done a day early instead of three days late like last time. He also managed to get one article done and throw Muriel a birthday party at Pizza Hut before his History class. At Cybex class everyone was to be lifting 10 more lbs than the started with. Some machines were harder than others. One machine was particularly difficult. Jane cheered him on, "you can do it", she kept chanting. Jerry finished the 8 reps and replied. "You were obviously a cheerleader in high school. "Not me", She shot back. After Cybex, Jerry went to the archives to look at some background for his other Phreno article. Jane was studying for the Psyhcology test later on that afternoon. "Are you ready for the test?" she asked, "I probably should start studying for that one" Jerry said. "Ya think!" Jane said with a laugh. she then turned serious, "I'm not sure I'm ready for this test", she intoned. Jerry put his hands together and said, "The Chinese have a saying that goes 'Most battles are won or lost before they are even fought'". Jane absorbs what Jerry is trying to tell her. She then declares, "I'm gonna win!" Saturday, January 17, 2009 The Jerry Hinkle Program! Now with corn, for more power! Episode 2 Cybex Training gets a little more intense. Day one, Jerry could do 8 reps easy, then they went to 10, then 12. It gets a little intense. He's starting to wonder if he is going to be able to continue. Jerry is able to be himself around Jane a little easier, but still doesn't want to be too familiar. She ribs him about his Spiderman folder. "It was 84 cents at Wal-mart!" Jerry says, which startles her. "Kind of defensive about that!" she counters. Jerry calmly say, "Well, I am spending my own money"After Cybex, Jerry goes to the library to meet with Kelly, his research partner, for a big University project. While he waits he sees Jane again. "My pink folder was 89 cents," she says with a chuckle. "The extra 5 cents was well spent", Jerry replies nodding. She's working on a speech for her class and asks Jerry to look it over. He sees that she repeats herself a bit, and their should be there, but other than that he's impressed. She's a bit nervous because the speech has to last at least a minute. "You're gonna do great!", he reassures. Kelly comes in and they hit the ground running, Kelly was sick Wednesday night, and as the group leader she does most of the coordinating. Jerry insists that they have the best project in the competition. Kelly is not too sure. As they look over things, Jerry sees that Kelley really covered everything pretty well on her end, but thinks maybe he let the team down by not providing enough information. During their consultation with the professor, Kelly asks if she has too much information. After suggesting a few tweaks in Kelly's part the professor quits looking it over, and calls it good, for now anyway. Jerry wonders if that means his part was all right or it was even read. At the TRIO luncheon, Jerry eats alone mulling over the reflection paper he hasn't started in his religion class. Tina, one of the rivals in the Public Service Research decides to sit next to him. He lets her know right away that her team will come in silver instead of gold. She take the news well, a far as he can tell. Tina may have her poker face on. They also discuss their presidential projects. Everyone in class must give a lesson on a modern president. Jerry has FDR, she has Bill Clinton. Tina, being Republican finds it challenging to be objective. "Every president is human", Jerry tells her. "They all had good points, and bad. The trick is to find the right balance." After lunch Jerry gets cracking on the paper that is due today, time gets short, and he has to get off the computer to go to his job. Halfway to work, he realizes that he forgot to save the paper to his disc. It's still in the hard drive. He'll have to finish it in the library tomorrow. The next day, he sees that the library is closed and won't be open until next Monday at 8. MLK day! Jerry utters a stream of words worthy of having his mouth washed out with lemon juice. at least there are no classes on Monday. Nobody will ever know how stupid he truly was! Tuesday, January 13, 2009 Episode 1 Jerry gets up and goes to Cybex Training. The class starts at 8, so he really has to get going. The class starts out with everyone warming up by walking on the treadmill, stair machine or the bicycles if need be. Jerry is walking on the treadmill next to Jane, one of the other students in the class. He notices that he is only walking at 3 mph, while she is going 4.2 mph. Of course, she younger and in better shape than Jerry so no big deal right. Well, Jerry increases speed little by little to just see if he can do it. He gets up to 4.2, but she's up to 4.7, at which time they have to go to the Cybex room. Michelle, another student notices Jerry is bench pressing 70 lbs while she presses 20-30. "Jerry is a beast!", she exclaims. "You're just a soft city girl!", He shoots back. Later on a blizzard hits, Jane and Jerry meet in the library for Developmental Psych. Jane is worried that she won't make it home and wants to cut class. Jerry talks her into waiting, since it's only an hour and her last class. Jane notices that Jerry is a little worn out from this morning, and teases him about not being used to exercise. Jerry let's her know that it is easier that how he spent Christmas Vacation. "How's that?", she inquires. He then tells her how the water was froze up at the Ponderosa and he had to haul water to the house 10 gallons at a time like they were in a 3rd world country. He had to admit that big city life was making him a little soft as well. After class he tells Jane to be careful during her 85 mile trip back home. "Remember that just because 75 is the speed limit, you don't have to drive it," he chimes. "I won't." she assures. As they part Jerry thinks about the determination it takes for Jane to come to DWU. She gets up at 5:30am to make it there by 8. Jane is usually the first one at the treadmills too. Her attitude is down to earth and friendly. He'd like to ask her to be his workout buddy, but--he shakes off the thought and goes to the post office to see if anyone has found his missing cell phone. No such luck! He goes outside to make his way to the Thrustmobile. as he gets into the car, the sun comes out and the snow stops blowing as the radio announcer says that night classes at DWU are cancelled for the evening. Sunday, January 11, 2009 With the Holabird Advocate in 18th place on Blog$hares, all of us here at Prairie Deacon Media decided to revamp the blog, change the name, and see if anyone notices. Were gonna change the rules a little, like go online on Sunday and that, but we won't go too crazy. Just take a fresh approach before we lose our audience ![]() |
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