Category Archives: Rich Lindbloom

Lindbloom’s View: Taking out the garbage

Lindbloom_2014Dec09_top“Mom, Andrew’s touching me again…”

A lot of children are interested in fairies, especially young girls, and Tinker Bell is the ueber-fairy. She’s the pin up girl of fairies. She’s the ultimate fairy, but she also has a mischievous spirit and she’s very strong willed. I think a lot of youngsters recognize themselves in Tinker Bell. – Michael Sheen

By Rich Lindbloom

One memory of my childhood I’ll never forget was piling into the old Chrysler station wagon with my mom, dad, 3 brothers and 5 sisters as we headed to Warren Dunes in Michigan.

Honestly, I don’t know how my parents kept their sanity; trust me there was a lot of “Johnny is touching me,” going on. I love the look of the girl in the left of the above picture. She seems to be thinking, “Why am I in this family. My brother is so annoying. How do I get out?” Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Where rubber meets the road

Lindbloom_2014Nov20_1Sailing Off To Distant Shores

I wish to have no connection with any ship that does not sail fast; for I intend to go in harms way.” – John Paul Jones

By Rich Lindbloom

For those of you who need a brush up on US history, John Paul Jones was referred to as The Father of the U S Navy. You may recognize a quote of his I read on Wikipedia that is perhaps a bit more memorable;

“During his engagement with HMS Serapis, Jones uttered, according to the later recollection of his first lieutenant, the legendary reply to a taunt about surrender from the British captain: “Surrender, HELL, I have not yet begun to fight!”

This recollection of John Paul Jones was brought about while waiting in the lobby of a customer I was calling upon recently. I found myself intently gazing at a huge painting of a frigate navigating high winds and treacherous seas. Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: The Brothers Funkin’

Lindbloom_2014Nov06_AintWeFunkinAin’t We Funkin’

Funky [fungh-kee]

adjective – funkier, funkiest
adverb – funkily
noun – funkiness

1.  Jazz. Having an earthly, blues based quality or character.
2. Having an offensive smell: evil smelling; foul.

By Rich Lindbloom

While driving home from work the other day, I was adjusting the dial on the Sirius Radio towards the 24 hour Grateful Dead station. I momentarily paused when a song caught my eye on a station called “The Groove.” I mean, how can you pass up a song entitled Ain’t We Funkin,’ without at least giving it a passing nod? Almost immediately, my head started bobbin’ and my shoulders were moving to the grooving of the pulsating beat.  Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Minor Miracles on Madison Street

Lindbloom_2014Oct30_ELawrence“There are two ways to live your life. One is though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.” – Albert Einstein

By Rich Lindbloom

Is it just me, or does it seem we’ve been treated to more vibrant Fall colors than usual? While reflecting on this flash mob of color, Einstein’s poignant observation always evokes powerful emotion within me. I realize I’ll probably offend a lot of people by attributing such beauty to our Creator. However, with each tree that becomes inflamed, I can’t but help see the fingerprint of God. Certainly, what I view as a miracle, many people merely see as a physical process whereby chlorophyll stops masking the yellow pigments, (xanthophylls), the orange pigments, (carotenoids), and the red and purple pigments, (anthocyanins).

They would quickly point out that the vivid colors in the trees can be explained merely by a natural, scientific process. Nope, nothing miraculous, just a changing of the pigments.  Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Purgatory and Danny Carcillo

Lindbloom_Purgatory_2014_Oct12Purgatory, Plain and Simple

“I think God’s wrath and Purgatory are the only things keeping me on the straight and narrow. I like the idea of Purgatory. It’s like a cosmic do over.”

By Rich Lindbloom

Unfortunately, my mom broke her hip last week and required a hip replacement. At 86 years old, this is just another of a series of debilitating physical setbacks over the last few years. On a recent visit at the hospital, she told me she thought God was punishing her. I tried to reassure her that was not the case. In her weakened condition, I’m sure the devil is having a field day, filling her mind with doubt and fear. It’s hard to stand upon the Promises of God when you’re writhing in physical pain and mental anguish.

Somehow the subject of Purgatory came up. Personally, from my studies of God’s word, Purgatory seems to be a man made purification center, the cosmic do over. Although it certainly does try to address our inherent sinful nature with that of a Holy God. The two are highly incompatible. It’s as if we innately know we have to somehow try to pay for our transgressions, before we stand before the Creator of the universe on Judgment Day. Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Corey and the Jets

Lindbloom_Morin_2014_Sept14Morin’s Last Stand

First man – “I think, I think I am, I think.”

Establishment – “Of course you are my bright little star. I have miles and miles of files, pretty files of your forefather’s fruit. And now to suit our great computer, your magnetic ink.”

First man – “I’m more than that, I know I am, at least, I think I must be.”

Inner man – “There you go man, keep as cool as you can. Face piles and piles of trials with smiles. It riles them to believe that you perceive the web the weave, and keep on thinking free.” – Graeme Edge

By Rich Lindbloom

In 1969, the Royalty of Rock released the critically acclaimed album On the Threshold of a Dream. It was an exquisite piece of music by the reconstructed Moody Blues, hitting #1 in the charts in Great Britain. The album cover is a trip in itself. The opening dialogue I included above, featured a very mechanical like sound, dubbed over Graeme Edge’s antagonistic like voice. Not exactly Darth Vader, but close. Think along the lines of Pink Floyd’s Welcome to the Machine. So just what does a song from 1969 have to do with hockey – I’m glad you asked!

If you’ve been following hockey at all this summer, you’d have to be just about brain dead not to have noticed the strong push in hockey towards “Advanced Metrics.” (Cue in the mechanical sounds) Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: These Dog Days of August

Lindbloom_2014Aug25_bottom“To keep the juices flowing, jangle around gently as you move.” – Satchel Paige

By Rich Lindbloom

Life is filled with unsearchable mysteries. Do the pink Good and Plenty’s taste better than the white ones? (If not, why do I always go for the pink ones?) Concomitantly, why do I shy away from the chocolate M&M’s? We actually had a guy at work who only ate the blue ones!

Why does a dog smell the same spot for a short eternity? Or circle around 10 times before dropping his payload? Why do they stick their head out the window of a car, yet if you blow on their face they get agitated? And just what is their affinity for fire hydrants all about? Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Wounds to Bind

Lindbloom_2014June23_YouWereOnMyMindWounds To Bind

“Tell me why?
I don’t like Mondays.
Tell me why?
I don’t like Mondays.
Tell me why?
I don’t like Mondays.
I want to shoot
The whole day down. – Bob Geldof 

By Rich Lindbloom

The Boon Town Rats song, I Don’t Like Monday’s is the simplified version of how I felt losing to the Kings. For those of you who are more inclined to look at pictures than read 3,000 word rambles, read no further.

For those of you intent on self-flagellation, let’s attempt to analyze what went wrong. Is the Hawks team in decline? Is it time to get rid of everyone but Toews? Do we need to get rid of Coach Q now? Is Brandon Bollig the Antichrist? The dump Seabrook campaign, “while we can still get something for him,” no doubt will pick up steam. Is the vaunted One Goal slogan, a bit  too narrow in scope? Were all the “Crawford is a mediocre goalie” pundits right? I could only shake my head last weekend when a 58 year old friend, who still plays full contact hockey, basically stated, “its Raanta time.” The fact he still plays hockey at that age might be a good indication that his opinion should be taken with a grain of salt; obviously, he ain’t right. Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: I Don’t Need No Doctor

Lindbloom_2014Jun01_HumblePieI Don’t Need No Doctor

By Rich Lindbloom

Back in the late 1960’s and early 70’s there was a band from Essex, England known as Humble Pie. They were led by the unique vocalist and guitarist Steve Marriott, and a young Peter Frampton. (And yes Peter, after friday night’s game, I do feel like you do!) Their album Rockin’ the Fillmore more than likely contributed to my substantial hearing loss. Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: On Walls We Must Climb

Lindbloom_2014May30_OnWallsMustClimbOn Walls We Must Climb

“The people, they were singing
I could hear them from the street
My feelings, they were stinging
I was submerged in my defeat
But I smiled for a second
And for that second, I felt fine
Pain is a wall I must climb.” – Michael McDermott

By Rich Lindbloom

I wonder; do the players feel as much pain after a loss as their fans? Reading the various hockey blogs on Tuesday morning, pain and anger were on full display. Pain is described by Merriam -Webster as follows:

-The physical feeling caused by disease, injury, or something that hurts the body.

-mental or emotional suffering

-Someone or something that causes trouble or makes you feel annoyed or angry.

Then there’s the “My Left Foot Pain.” Read more »

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