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Lindbloom’s View: The Big Chill

Lindbloom_BigChill“Somebody do Something!”

“Now is the winter of our discontent.” – William Shakespeare
“People don’t notice whether it’s winter or summer when they’re happy.” – Anton Chekhov

By Rich Lindbloom

Ok, ok, I’ll admit it. I’m one of those demented souls who doesn’t get it; warm-good, cold-bad. As I walked the dogs at about 9:30 last Sunday, I initially felt like I was on an expedition to the North Pole. The temperature had dropped from 32 to 18 degrees almost instantaneously. I must admit, even I wasn’t looking forward to the bone chilling trek. Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Being feisty, and a farewell to Man’s and family’s best friend

Zoie_Lindbloom_2014Jan18That Great Izaak Walton in the skyRIP Zoie girl. 

By Rich Lindbloom

As I walked down the stairs at 5am on Friday morning, I took a nervous glance at the two hirsute beasts laying on their mats. Our Wheaten Terriorist had taken a turn for the worse recently, and had a growing mass on her back. The night before we noticed she was having a very difficult time walking, also giving up any interest in food. For you dog lovers out there, it had reached the time where you would offer the dog steak or ice cream, anything to try to get them to eat. Unfortunately, we all seemed to know it was only a matter of days before – pick one – Zoie, Zobo the Hobo, Dumb Blonde, Taco or Bird, would breathe her last.  Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Frosty Times

Lindbloom_Snowman2“Skate!” – Michelindbloomo

 “Every block of stone has a statue inside it
and it is the task of the sculptor to discover it. – Michelangelo

By Rich Lindbloom

In 1501, Michelangelo was commissioned to sculpt a statue of the famous biblical figure David. He was given a block of damaged marble 19 feet tall, chiseling away at it for almost three years. The finished sculpture was over 17 feet tall! Purportedly, when Michelangelo finished his masterpiece, it was so life like he shouted, “Speak!” I thought about the difficulties a sculptor might encounter when detailing his creation. As I packed the snow to form Frosty on Saturday, chunks would fall out and I’d have to start all over. Can you imagine if Michelangelo hit down a little too hard with that chisel – I’m pretty sure that’s what happened to a lot of the sculptures that have missing arms. Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Asserting dominance and bitter pills

The DutchmanThe Dutchman

By the shores of the mighty Mississippi
where the “hawk wind” blows so cold
an old Blues fan lay dyingv
in his midnight hour that tolled Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Intimidation

Lindbloom_2013Dec07_Dale“Antoine Roussel got nothing on me”

Here is the instance, here is Antoine Roussel.  Here is the reason why I will call no mortal hockey player happy. – Sophocles

By Rich Lindbloom

While driving home from work Tuesday night on the tollway, it appeared I was being passed by the reincarnation of “The Intimidator,” Dale Earnhardt. I was doing 70 mph and saw this car zig-zagging through heavy traffic in my rear view mirror. As he flew by me, (in the right lane of course), he found two narrow openings. No doubt, he shaved 5 to 10 minutes of his commute home that evening. His driving was breathtaking, on the edge, and inches from death. Momentarily, I entertained the notion of ramming him, much like the Blackhawks’ attitude towards the #21 car on Dallas last Tuesday. Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Road Stories

Lindbloom_TreeHigher_2013Dec02                                                 “I want to take you higher”
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By Rich Lindbloom

About 20 years ago, our friend, and town undertaker, suggested to my wife that I put lights on the pine tree in our front yard. At that time the tree was about even with the roof of our house. Now, I’m not sure Mike had the wherewithal to anticipate that I would be climbing up the center of that tree for the last 20 years to add and replace strands of C-9 bulbs – however the thought of subterfuge entered my mind while I hung on for dear life this year. (Reluctantly, last year I had to finally acquiesce and replace the C-9 bulbs with C-7’s so the circuits would quit blowing in the house.) Were Mike and my better half in cahoots?  Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Attack of the Mustard Men

Lindbloom_Img01_2013Nov21“My dog died yesterday and left me all alone.
The finance company stopped by and repossessed my home.
But that’s just a drop in the bucket babe, compared to losing you,
and I’m down to seeds and stems again too.
Got them down to seeds and stems again blues.”
– Commander Cody

By Rich Lindbloom

After the Nashville game last Saturday, I started to ponder the meaning of life. Losing to the Predators has that kind of effect on me – I doubt even the brain addling effects of alcohol could have helped me. Instead of resorting to “oh demon alcohol,” I started Googling “meaning of life quotes,” cementing my depression. It seems most philosophers, as Kahlil Gibran once suggested, suffer from indigestion. I’m pretty sure I would have had a much better time if I had gone to Gonna Drinken 3 at Galway Bar with Hockeenight’s brain trust. (What’s the meaning of life – Fart!) Somehow, I think you get vastly different takes on the meaning of life depending on your sobriety. Stick tap to the boys for raising money for the wounded veterans. Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: Brace Yourself

BareTrees_FleetwoodMac_cover“Bare trees, grey light
Oh yeah it was a cold night
Bare trees, grey light” – Danny Kirwan

By Rich Lindbloom

While walking the dogs the other day, I came across a neighbor who was taking his dog for an evening romp. We exchanged pleasantries and then he said something that really made me laugh; “I can’t wait until Spring,” he said in between a shiver. “Ha! Leo, don’t hold your breath on that one,” I replied with a huge smile on my face. For heaven’s sake, half the leaves were still on the trees! In Leo’s case, I guess there’s a case to be made for hibernation. Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: A hustle here, A hustle there

By Rich Lindbloom

“To go boldly, where no man has gone before.” –Captain Kirk, Commander of the Starship Enterprise

It was sometime around 15 years ago when I worked up the courage to get my first body massage. It was sort of a Captain Kirk moment.

My better half, Nathalie and I were at the American Club in Wisconsin for a two day get away after Thanksgiving. It was a super deal, about half the price one would pay in high season at this first class resort. We went with a few friends and had a wonderful time. Before we headed for dinner on the first night, Nathalie suggested we schedule a massage after our workout the next morning. Read more »

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Lindbloom’s View: It’s So Hard to Say Goodbye….

CowboysEatMaypo_Lindbloom_2013_1009“Cowboys eat Maypo.” – Marky’s dad

By Rich Lindbloom

I’m going to take a wild guess and assume most of you have never heard of Maypo. It was a maple flavored, hot oat cereal from the 1950’s.

Initially, the cereal was not making any inroads into the cereal market. However, after a heavy advertising blitz featuring Marky Maypo, the cereal saw an increase in sales of 78%!  I googled the commercial just for the heck of it the other day, still finding it highly entertaining. The fact that I can recall the famous shouts of Marky, (“I want my Maypo!”) as his dad wolfs down his cereal, is proof of its effectiveness. (or a sign of me watching way too much TV as a kid.) Read more »

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