Spatial genius

It baffles (read: usually aggravates) me how completely unaware people are of their surroundings at any given time.  Like in the picture above, I’m dumbfounded at how people are so incapable of judging distance, that they are completely incapable of being able to use a drive-thru ATM through normal means, and have to resort to this embarrassing and more time-consuming exercise of opening their door and practically standing at the apparatus.  Not only can I maneuver whatever vehicle I’m driving to where I can competently use an ATM from the driver’s seat, I can get within two inches of the point where my rear-view mirror would collide with the wall.  I’m like fucking Takumi from Initial D when it comes to my spatial awareness.

But it’s not just in cars; simply walking around is often a grating experience based on people who have zero awareness, zero peripheral vision, and zero sense when it comes to their surroundings.  I’m in a store, and some asshole is walking backward, or doesn’t seem to grasp that I can’t pass him/her in the aisle because they’re simply taking up too much space.  I alter my walking routes and I’m always thinking on the fly on how to get from point A to point B, not necessarily the most expedient and the fastest, but often times the path of least resistance.  If I have to take a wide berth so I don’t collide with a group of people walking side-by-side-by-side, I’ll take it, or if I see people that are likely not paying attention, I’ll do my best to avoid them.

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Photos: A day in Detroit

One of the best things about my baseball travels is that it gives me a legitimate excuse to visit places that I never really thought I’d ever visit.  I mean seriously, I don’t know anyone in Detroit, there’s not really any particular motivation for me to go to Detroit, but because there’s a Major League Baseball park in Detroit, it gives me a reason.  And that’s really all the little push I need, because sure I’m going to go see the ballpark, but obviously, I’m going to take in as much as I can otherwise, while I’m there.

As far as day trips go, this was the smoothest one I’ve had in ages, possibly ever, as I’ve already mentioned previously.  Detroit itself is indeed the gritty, blue-collar, kind of rough-around-the-edges kind of city that people often use to describe it, usually in exaggerated jest though.  It helped that it was a picture perfect day when I went, because seriously, I’d have second thoughts about wandering around the place at night.  But for what it was worth, I had an enjoyable time wandering around the urban sprawl that was Detroit’s general Downtown and eventual Greektown areas.  There really is that gritty blue-collar feel about the city, but as cliched as it sounds, in spite of how run down certain blocks looked, it legitimately feels like there’s still some fight left in the place.

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Real Men Don’t Wear Small update: Comerica Park

My latest baseball journeys took me to Detroit, Michigan, where I was able to get in a game at Comerica Park, home of the Detroit Tigers, and officially ballpark #23 out of the 30 Major League Baseball cities.  Despite the fact that the Atlanta Braves are winless every time I go to see them play for the first time in other cities, the rareness of the Braves playing in Detroit compelled me to make the trip regardless, and if there’s one thing about baseball, it’s that salvation is always potentially the next game.

Affirmative failure to act upon equality

Instead of bitching about how much I hate PowerPoint again, I thought about the root of the cause for my hatred: I work with people that think PowerPoint is the greatest fucking concept on the planet. When I delve deeper and think about these people, I come to the conclusion that I work with people wholly unqualified, uneducated, and incapable of their positions, which begs to eventually ask the question of how these people got their jobs. And the answer to that, is sadly the easiest to hypothesize.

I recently read an article about how in Fulton County, the current workforce diversity breakdown currently stands at 83% black, 9% white, with the remaining 6% being “other,” AKA Asians and Hispanics. I live in Fulton County. Fulton County is pretty large overall, so these same statisticians saw it fit to isolate and examine just the City of Atlanta, which is within Fulton County. And within Atlanta itself, it breaks down to 75% black, 9% white, and 16% other.

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Photos: Colorado Springs and more Denver

The following camera dump is the remainder of the photographs I took whilst out in Colorado.  The second day of my trip, I ventured out to Colorado Springs with the main objective being the minor league park located there.  But at the same time, it was a good excuse to see the world a little bit, and I wandered about Colorado Springs to see what this city had to offer.

Beautiful nature, that was for sure; I found a place called “The Garden of Gods,” and there was no way I couldn’t check it out.  Although I probably only saw about a thirtieth of the place, I still spent some time walking and hiking some of their trails, and took in some of the mountainous sights.  And before I headed back into suburbia to see the ballpark, I passed through Old Colorado City, an old town that I honestly do not know the historical significance of.

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Smooth as a good scotch

Yeah, I know, gushing about how awesome a day was, is so 2001 brogging.  But it occurs to me just how rare it is that I find myself having what seems to be a genuinely good day; not to sound overly pessimistic, it just really does feel that way to me.

Anyway, I made a day trip up to Detroit, to catch a baseball game.  And anyone who’s paying attention should know by now that “going to go see a baseball game” usually entails going to see the city.  That being said, I had never been to Detroit, let alone Michigan in my entire life, and a baseball game was as good as excuse as any to tackle two goals at the same time.

Eventually, I’ll update my baseball parks page with the ballpark I went to watch the Braves lose in this time, but I just can’t really get over how smooth of a day everything went for me.  I ain’t even mad that the Braves lost.  I ain’t even mad that I had to wake up at 5:30 a.m. in order to make this day even happen.  Everything else just went so well, that it’s put me in a fantastic mood.

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