I took my eldest furry kid, Gizmo (my 11-year-old pug), on a field trip to the Super Pet Expo at the
Super Pet Expo
Newseum Event
Sat., March 29, 2008
I was invited to an advance opening of the Newseum. You start off on the ground level of the building in a viewing room where you watch a brief film on the history of news and the important purpose it serves in relation to freedom of speech. Upon exiting the small theatre, you walk by a section of the actual Berlin Wall and around the corner you enter one of the large glass elevators that takes you up to the 5th floor. On the top level there's a terrace with spectacular views of Pennsylvania Avenue. You work your way around the parameter of the building, downward through the various levels until you're back where you started. There are artifacts from every aspect of media -- print, radio, television and the Internet. There are also cool interactive features like the Newsroom, where you can act like a professional TV reporter. I attended a broadcast demonstration in the Knight Studio -- a state-of-the-art 2,800-square-foot TV studio used by the Newseum and other media organizations to produce news and information programs. On the day I visited the studio, it was used to demonstrate the various roles people serve and the types of equipment needed to produce a professional TV show. Overall, the day was a powerful reminder of why I fell in love with journalism and the field of media in the first place.
Exhilarating Experience
STATS
Sled: #1
Pilot: Landon Phillips
Riders: A couple and myself
Time: 53.08 seconds
Speed: 78 miles per hour (5 G’s of force, equivalent to a 40-story drop)
Thurs., March 20, 2008
The day I had been anticipating finally arrived ... I pulled into Olympic Park around 3:10 p.m. My purpose for being there was to embark on a once in a lifetime experience -- a run on the official Olympic bobsled course from the 2002 Winter Games. It is the only facility in the
I had about one hour to kill before orientation started, so I decided to tour the grounds. Midway on the mountain I stopped at the main building, which housed an interactive
Ready to go, we headed over to a rack of helmets. I selected a red one in honor of my Ducati. Each bobsled aka "The Comet" held an experienced instructor positioned at the front and three riders. We were warned that the roughest position was the rear. Thankfully, I was positioned right behind the driver. The only modification made to the sled for untrained riders such as ourselves was that the rear brake had been moved to the front. Also, instead of running at the start of the track and jumping in, we were positioned in the sled and two guys gave us a push.
Off we went down the 8/10 of a miles course around 16 swift curves. It was AMAZING; unlike any rush I had ever felt. It seemed to end in the blink of an eye. When we reached the finish line we carefully unloaded. I felt a little dizzy, but on top of the world!
Ducati Field Trip
Thurs., March 20, 2008
I heard from a
Thirty miles later I pulled up to a HUGE Ducati red building (the pic above is just the showroom; there was also a large service area to the left)!!! Upon entering the store I was greeted by Lacey, a really cool gal working the front counter. The showroom floor housed various models of Italian-made motorcycles and scooters as far as my eyes could see. I was a kid in a candy store but with limited funds and suitcase space (torturous). There was also a diverse selection of women and men's apparel and accessories. If you're ever in the Park City/Salt Lake area I definitely recommend visiting SLM ... make sure to have your credit card though, because you won't be walking out empty handed.
Mountaintop View (My Spring Vacation)
*360ยบ footage shot on top of
(NOTE: The footage is a little shaky because I was turning while on skis.)
Sat., March 15, 2008
Skiing is naturally exhilarating -- but when you combine it with spectacular mountain views, crisp air and a fresh powder base, there's nothing like it in the world!!! I'll take this over sitting in a cubical any day of the week.