– Tornado warning lifted; severe storm warnings remain in effect
– Reno army captain told to shut down blog in Iraq
– Army policy change shrunk blog offerings
– Hazy skies continue through weekend
– Western art auction to fetch millions
– Teen prepares for medical career
Monthly Archives: July 2008
Writing IV.
Friday night’s pageant wasn’t absolutely awful. The interview portion onstage was a joke though.
Anyway, here’s more stories from the last couple weeks.
– Reno-area water, power usage soars in heat
– Smoke pollution could get worse
– Crowds flock to river, raising safety concerns
– Last summer roundup under way for Nevada mustangs
– Reno program gives teen drivers a safe edge
– Miss Nevada crowned
– Activists oppose BLM proposal to kill mustangs
Covering the Miss Nevada pageant tonight.
Can it change my perception of what beauty pageants are, a la Gracie in Miss Congeniality?
Probably not, but here’s to hoping.
I’m counting on the kind of blow-up that happened in Miss Congeniality to keep it interesting. Or someone to eat it, much like Miss USA in last week’s Miss Universe pageant.
Did you know there’s a difference between Miss America and Miss USA? Completely different organizations. Someone should do an expose on what the difference actually is.
Let’s see how it goes.
Sunday.
I was going to blog about my very long Sunday on here.
But I ended up doing it for the Sagebrush internship blog, so you can read it there.
The rest of Sunday goes as follows: shower, barbecue, 21st birthday party for someone else, Tronix, Shooters, bed.
The end.
Journalism adrenaline rushes and being a storyteller.
I have work in about five and a half hours, so I should be asleep right now. I’ll be heading out to Middle of Nowhere, Nev. for a story.
And I’m actually kind of excited about it.
A lot of people would wonder why this matters. Why I would agree to work on a Sunday, why I would care about being in the middle of the desert, why I would bother.
It’s part of what I like to call the “journalism adrenaline rush.”
Writing III.
– Enthusiastic town greets Artown
– Holiday travel that won’t bust your budget
– Unity runners rest in Nevada
– Church hosts tribal gospel festival
– Busy mom slows down to capture nature’s magic
– Record highs possible today in Reno
– It’ll be hot this week, but it’s been worse
A poem.
The following poem by ee cummings is the one I plan on writing a choral arrangement for, when I have some free time and for my own personal enjoyment.
I’m odd like that.
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of a sky in a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
— i carry your heart with me
Someday…
I’ll be really good at blogging regularly.
Really.
But until then, I have this to say: it never fails to surprise me when my lede in a story stays in its original form when it goes to print.
That, and everyone and their mother seems to be on vacation this month in the newsroom. Not that I can blame anyone – it is July, after all. If this were three or four years ago, I’d be getting ready to go on vacation with my parents.
Too bad I’m a workaholic.
Also, there will be further musing about writing in a soon-to-come post. Really. As soon as I have a moment to do that.
Relationships.
Bear with me for a moment, I’ve been chatting with people around me about life in general.
Someone I work with met his wife when he was 20 and she was 19. Eventually, they got married.
And sometime soon, he’s taking time off to celebrate their 10th wedding anniversary.
After going through situation after situation and little heart bruises (no heartbreaks, mind you), his story just sounds so…simple.