Friday, July 25, 2008

Coming Soon to a Computer Near You

Editorial Videos Go Live Aug. 2
If you haven’t had a chance yet, take a look at Chronicle videographer Nick George’s trailer for the Editorial Board interviews. It’s short and presented like the trailer for some sort of apocalyptic, ensemble-cast feature film.

The Editorial Board consists of five members and, in short, they bring in each candidate for the primary elections and ask them questions about “The Issues,” which takes about 45 minutes. In next Saturday’s episode of The Chronicle, the Our Views column will carry the Editorial Board’s collective opinion on the two races for which Editorial Boards were held: the County Commissioner race and the battle for Dan Swecker’s seat on state senate. The column will also feature the board’s take on a few other races and issues coming in the Aug. 19 primary, for which ballots will be out in early August. 

Anyway, back to the good stuff. The preview video, clocking in at 1:13, definitely draws the politically-conscious viewer in right off the back. It starts out with ominous music on a black screen with a debut date (Aug. 2) and flashes STARRING... followed by a quick clip from each of the candidates’ interviews. 

It starts off with a bit from the Lyle Hojem interview, where the former woodsman remarks “I can do any damn thing I want to!”

This, based on my memorable experiences with Hojem, is pretty much how he starts all of his conversations. That might not be the best way to win over a crowd in, say, Berkeley, but a no-nonsense attitude and hickory shirt will go a long way in a county with Packwood, Pe Ell, Morton and Winlock on the map. 

Another interesting preview is the Chuck Bojarski portion, where he talks about drinking beer while his friends were “smoking” something called “Maui Wowi” (which I, being a morally sound individual, am unfamiliar with) in the jungle. How this applies to running for state senate I’ll never know (unless I watch the full video), but it makes for a good sound bite.

Other than that there’s only a few surprises. Among them: John Penberth remembering he wasn’t running for president of a Florida retirement home and ditching his normal Hawaiian shirt for a suit and tie, and Bill Schulte’s quick exit after delivering his no-deal speech. 

The final cuts will contain about 10 minutes from each candidate and go online Aug. 2, as well as the uncut, extended versions (about 45 minutes apiece). Keep your eyes peeled and your mind open. 

Monday, July 14, 2008

Live From The Aerie...

... It's Monday afternoon!

I’m at a Chamber of Commerce banquet luncheon right now, sitting at the “press table” with Buddy Rose (DeVaul Publishing) and a somewhat wary Commissioner Lee Grose. Buddy told me he has a week and a half to write his story, whereas I have just an hour. Touche’, Buddy. 

It’s been a running joke in the Newsroom that there are two people you can always count on seeing at a public meeting: Commissioner Ron Averill and Lewis County Literacy Council Executive Director Keith Blackwell. 

Not surprisingly, Averill walked in about five steps before me and Keith Blackwell just won the first drawing of the day. 

Averill just joked to him that “You can’t leave your card anymore, Keith.”

Other notables: Commission hopeful Lyle Hojem, in his trademark hickory shirt, work jeans and suspenders (possibly having just finished tough talking someone); Senate hopeful Ted Shannon, looking sporty in a polo and tennis shoes (as I typed this, Shannon just won a gift certificate to Starbucks); and a table of school superintendents (Centralia, Onalaska, Winlock and Toledo were represented). Today’s forum is on county impact fees, hence the school chiefs’ interest. 

So far I’ve learned that A) there’s spots open in some kind of golf tournament, and B) YOU MUST BE PRESENT TO WIN.

Someone just won something in yet another drawing. Commissioner Grose, under his breath, grumbled “You gotta be here,” about two seconds before Chamber Executive Director Vernadel Peterson announced that the winner, Spencer Pruitt, wouldn’t get his prize because “You have to be here.” Good call, Commish. 

“We can’t hear back here!” someone yelled to get Vernadel to speak up. Tough crowd.

Earlier, I overheard local community-service guru Harlan Thompson being introduced to someone: “I’m — old,” he said, with his Harlan smile. 

Marnie Allen, one of the guest speakers, just started talking. Seconds later, Lee Grose leaned over, said nothing, and stole the free “Coffee News” pen I’d picked up on my way in. No, “Hey I’m gonna borrow this,” just a cold-hearted grab. You’d think he ran the county. Damn it. Looks like he’s filling out a registration sheet for the Visiting Nurses Golf Tournament. 

I suppose I should take notes now. Good thing I’ve got a laptop or I’d be up the creek, what with Thievin’ Lee sitting next to me.

Newsflash! Lee returned my pen, adding a “Thanks.” Today’s lesson from Packwood: better to thank the victim than ask permission. 

Newsflash! I think I’ve seen Marnie give this speech three times now. I could almost give it myself, if I weren’t protecting my sunglasses from Commissioner Grose.

Ron Averill has a question. He’s almost reached the Paris Hilton “Known For Being Known” level of local fame, only he's known for being active as a commissioner.

“I assure you that it’s correct,” he said, regarding something on the narrow shoulder between on- and off-topic. This is not Commissioner Averill’s first rodeo.

Lee Grose just moved the chair next to me and knocked over my laptop bag and bottle of Coke Zero. He looked down nonchalantly and said he was sorry. I believe him. 

Marnie started listing off schools that have facilities plans. 

“Napavine HAS an impact fee,” Averill said.

Some lady is angry about a SEPA that didn’t get asked for in Napavine, and taking it out on poor Marnie. I don’t think she knows Marnie isn’t in charge of every piece of school financing in the Northwest. 

“They blew it on the SEPA!” said the aforementioned audience member. 

Where’s Nick Bozarth at? Shouldn’t he be here to field questions like this with a boyish smile and an “Aw, shucks, I’ma sorry.”

Averill interjects again on something the county does. 

I was almost able to log into Centralia’s wireless network while sitting at this meeting. The password? Centralia. Real original, guys. I sure hope that wasn’t you, Harlan. Or you, Ted Shannon. Or you, Realtor Dan Keahey (sitting by Shannon).

Lee Grose just put himself in timeout, with his head between his hands looking at the floor. Either that or my incessant typing is giving him a headache. Wait, someone just stopped talking, and now everyone’s clapping. Time for the Q and A session and then over-and-out. 

Someone, sitting with Ted Shannon, just asked a VERY specific question. Again, Marnie doesn’t have every district’s figures for the rest of the decade memorized. It’s just not possible, and asking her very pointedly isn’t going to help. 

Dale McDaniel (Onalaska superintendent) is talking about the five districts that will be impacted by the Fox Run development (at least that’s what the implication is. He hasn’t actually said “Fox Run”). He’s referring to them as the five districts, which sounds hilariously like Kevin on NBC’s The Office talking about the “Five Families” in the Scranton Business Park. 

Oops, meeting over. I hope you’ve learned as much as I have from this recap. I told Grose to toss my name on his golf roster. He’s already got a foursome but told me to show up in case one of them doesn’t.

Rock ‘n’ roll. 

Monday, July 7, 2008

Rest In Peace, Team Formerly Known as the Sonics


“Professional basketball in Seattle passed away Wednesday afternoon at 4 p.m. It was 41 years old. 

“The Seattle Supersonics were born to original owners Sam Schulman and Eugene Klein, and a loving fan base, in 1966. The team tasted success by winning the 1979 NBA Championship and made another notable run behind fan favorites Shawn Kemp and Gary Payton in 1996, before falling to the Chicago Bulls in the NBA Finals.

“The team lived in the Key Arena for most of its natural life, also taking residence in the Tacoma Dome and Kingdome on occasion. 

“The Supersonics are survived by younger siblings the Seahawks and Mariners.”

*****

The Supersonics are no more. Wednesday’s 4 p.m. announcement, in which Clay Bennett grinned like a kid who just stole his cousin’s Christmas presents, ended it.

All in all, though, it could have been worse. 

We’re an even distance between Portland and Seattle, and the better team stayed put. 

The Blazers have a ton of upside and add Greg Oden and Jerryd Bayless to last year’s league-surprise team, with All-Star Brandon Roy (a U.W. product) leading the way for coach (and former Sonic) Nate McMillan

Oklahoma’s sorry excuse for a team? Kevin Durant, three seven-footers that can’t run, jump or shoot, and a handful of guys who should be happy they’re not washing cars for a living. OKC’s draft pick, fourth overall, was Russell Westbrook. The same Russell Westbrook who scored 12 a game and dished out a whopping 4 assists this year at UCLA.

Watching the draft last Thursday I called my buddy and fellow hoops junkie Knotts to leave the following message: “RUSSELL WESTBROOK. THEY TOOK RUSSELL #$%!&*@ WESTBROOK. Not Kevin Love. Not Brook Lopez. RUSSELL #$%#&*@ WESTBROOK.”

Somewhere, not far away, Earl Watson is rolling his eyes. Why? Watson scored 14.7 a game and dished 5 assists a game in college. At UCLA. Seven years ago. What’s he doing now? He’s the Sonics’ occasional point guard. 

Congrats, OKC. You’ve got a career 7.4 ppg scorer and his unproven clone manning the point. 

It could have ended worse. Ray Allen ended the season with a championship ring; Rashard Lewis got a big paycheck and a starting job next to Dwight Howard, the best big man in the game; and PJ Carlesimo and Sam Presti get to wipe dust out of their eyes in Oklahoma City. All in all, not a bad tradeoff.

*****

I wrote the previous meandering paragraphs on Wednesday night. The next day a friend and I (who both, for some reason, had the day off of work) drove to Seattle to mourn the loss of the Sonics the only way we knew how: checking out the deals at the Sonics Team Store next to Key Arena. 

The team store was, I’m sure, busier than it’s ever been. At least four cash registers were running full speed, with lines almost to the back of the store. Everything was 75 percent off. I bought two authentic jerseys (regular price: $75, marked down to $30, plus another 75 percent off) for eight bucks each, but what I’d really wanted was a pair of game shorts. 

An employee, restocking hangers with Chris Wilcox jerseys, told me the staff had cleaned out the shorts section about a week earlier. They knew what was coming. 

He also said he’d bought five or six pieces of autographed memorabilia at a huge discount. 

“I’ve been flippin’ that (stuff) on Craigslist,” he told me, on the sly. It turns out the Sonics debacle, at every level, was about money. 

And, not to be left out, I’m now the proud owner of an authentic Seattle Supersonics Earl Watson jersey. 

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