Up To Two

Most of what’s been go­ing on in my life and through my mind late­ly hasn’t re­al­ly war­rant­ed a full post, but here are a few things:

Carbon Motors & Connersville

For years I gave my home­town, Connersville, IN noth­ing but scorn. Probably like most teenagers treat their home­town. Now that I’ve a fam­i­ly of my own, and make more reg­u­lar trips back home, I’ve come to see Connertucky in a new light. Robert’s Park (and its har­ness rac­ing track), Spartan Bowl, and the Connersville Country Club in par­tic­u­lar are gems in a coun­ty that is small­er in pop­u­la­tion than the neigh­bor­hood I cur­rent­ly live in. It’s a great town, that just hap­pened to have fall­en on hard­er and hard­er times while I was grow­ing up there. This cul­mi­nat­ed in the clos­ing of a for­mer Ford plant and the lay­offs of 700 – 800 folks; caus­ing the al­ready high un­em­ploy­ment rate to sky­rock­et.

My town is tough though, and filled with a blue col­lar pride in its rich au­to­mo­tive his­to­ry (the in­no­v­a­tive and his­tor­i­cal Cords were as­sem­bled in Connersville). Now the C’ville has fought off the com­pe­ti­tion to re­claim its po­si­tion mak­ing in­no­v­a­tive au­to­mo­biles. Carbon Motors is com­ing to town. This means jobs and re­gained self-re­spect for those folks who were laid off and will now be able to use their ex­per­tise to feed their fam­i­lies once again.

My new­found un­der­stand­ing of Connersville has helped me fur­ther un­der­stand why I like Cleveland so much. As dis­parate as these two places are, the peo­ple have a lot in com­mon.

Compound Fest

Compound Fest is prob­a­bly my fa­vorite event in­volv­ing Cleveland mu­sic folks. It’s all day, every­body shows up, tons of lo­cal bands, and it’s free!



I’ve al­ways thought that am­bi­tion is a neg­a­tive trait. I’ve al­so nev­er con­sid­ered my­self that am­bi­tious. But late­ly I’ve re­al­ized that my de­sire to con­stant­ly im­prove my­self, to con­tin­u­ous­ly learn more and to do the best I can at every­thing is its own form of am­bi­tion. It isn’t di­rect­ed to­ward some­thing ex­ter­nal, like mon­ey or pow­er, which is what I usu­al­ly think of as ambition’s goal. So I guess am­bi­tion is like any oth­er tool, its good­ness or bad­ness is de­ter­mined by how it is used.

Applied Anthropology

When I in­ter­viewed Ward 15 City Councilman Brian Cummins last week for BLACKHEART Cleveland, he was ex­cit­ed to find out that I got my de­gree in an­thro­pol­o­gy. He men­tioned that he could see where I was ap­ply­ing those skills do­ing the weblog thing. I’ve not re­al­ly thought that I’ve been us­ing those stud­ies in dai­ly life, but since then I’ve been try­ing to see if and where else I might be un­know­ing­ly ap­ply­ing an­thro­pol­o­gy.