My sons grew up playing video games. In fact, they still do even though they’re now adults.Some kids never grow up, I guess. Either that or playing video games is more of an addictive habit than breathing.I never thought my sons were wasting their time playing video games.One, it kept them busy so they didn’t fall into bad habits like robbing convenience stores or plotting revolutions in Third World countries. Two, it made their hand-eye coordination sharper than a mother-in-law’s tongue. Consequently, they were talented athletes.Now one is an attorney and the other is a numbers cruncher in a treasury department. Noble professions indeed.OK, perhaps the lawyer picked a dubious profession. After all, you can tell when it’s really cold outside when you find a lawyer with his hands in his own pockets.But my sons should have been surgeons. Thanks to all the hours they spent playing video games.It seems surgeons who have played video games for more than three hours a week at some point in their lives outperform those who have never played video games.Researchers have found that surgeons who have been regular video gamers make fewer errors and are faster than surgeons who opted to study anatomy instead of playing video games.Which makes ample sense to me. If you have to go under the knife, you want a surgeon who can make a scalpel feel like a joystick instead of a cheese grater! But just pray he or she wasn’t up all night playing video games.
Having just finished shoveling snow and in the process of quickly shoveling some cereal into my mouth this morning, my mind certainly wasn’t thinking about the resurrection of Christ.But a “Today” show segment dramatically shifted my focus from the Reading Eagle sports section. A surprising segue for me, I must admit, since theology isn’t normally sitting in the front pew of my mind. The segment focused on filmmaker James Cameron’s controversial new documentary, which claims Jesus may not have only been buried with a wife, but a son as well. “The Lost Tomb of Jesus,” which premieres March 4 at 9 p.m. on the Discovery Channel, chronicles recent efforts to apply modern science to the 1980 discovery of a set of “bone boxes” under what is now an apartment complex near Jerusalem.Cameron and investigative journalist Simcha Jacobovici, who wrote a companion book “The Jesus Family Tomb,” said statisticians who have looked at markings on the bone boxes estimate that the probability the remains uncovered in 1980 are not those of Joseph, Mary, Jesus, Mary Magdalene, a son of Jesus and other relatives are more than 100 to 1. “Today” host Meredith Vieira, who read the book and watched the documentary, said the implications are astounding given that billions of people have been taught that Jesus was resurrected both in spirit and body, ascended to heaven, never married and had no offspring.According to Cameron and Jacobovici, the bones discovered in the limestone boxes in 1980 were quickly reburied, following the Jewish traditions. Archaeologists quickly discounted the theory that the boxes contained the bones of Jesus and his family because the names inscribed on the boxes were quite common in the region during the 1st Century. Jacobovici said that the archaeologists who were so quick to dismiss the find never asked statisticians for an opinion about the likelihood that boxes inscribed with names like Joseph, Mary and Jesus would all be found in the same place and be dated back to the time that Jesus lived. The film and book, I imagine, could shake the pillars of Christianity just a bit. But maybe not. I’m sure the Vatican and Protestant fundamentalists won’t be buying into this as gospel.
It wouldn’t be a mite harsh to say Jeff Garcia was as dumb as a stump when it came to playing hardball with the Philadelphia Eagles.After all, the Eagles worship the salary cap as if it were the Holy Grail. They never dig the shtick of players with an inflated sense of economics.Garcia is much too animated to sport a poker face. So it’s not a total shock that he overplayed his hand with the Eagles.The Birds reached agreement with A.J. Feeley on a three-year contract extension Sunday. Which means Garcia won’t be returning to Philadelphia.Garcia was the perfect fit to quarterback the Birds’ West Coast offense. And after going 5-2 in relief of Donovan McNabb, he should have embraced the opportunity to remain with the Eagles. Especially since McNabb’s reconstructed ACL tear likely won’t be fully functional until midseason.The Eagles weren’t wearing poker faces when they made it clear to Garcia and his agent they weren’t interested in getting into a bidding war for his services. The Birds wanted to seal a deal with Garcia before free agency kicked in later this week. But Garcia blew it by asking for a five-day window to ponder other offers on the open market.So the Eagles slammed the door shut on Garcia and opened it for Feeley to be McNabb’s backup.Suddenly, Garcia is on the outside looking in.Perhaps Denver might sign him if the Broncos jettison Jake Plummer. And supposedly Tampa Bay might be interested. Then again, Bucs coach Jon Gruden covets any guy who once took a snap from center. Apparently neither Chicago nor Minnesota is a Garcia suitor.Bottom line: Garcia wouldn’t know a golden opportunity if it came served on a bed of lettuce with sauce béarnaise.
With the tentacles of cancer entangling a growing number of people from the Muhlenberg School District in their tragic embrace, it was encouraging to read today that our county commissioners may initiate a probe into possible environmental causes.While people who live in the school district probably are not yet boiling with angst over the possibility of a cancer cluster in their backyard, there has to be a brimming reservoir of unease in the township. And justifiably so. Between 1994 and 2005, 12 people who grew up in the district were diagnosed with cancer. Eight of them with cancers of the lymphatic system. All but one victim graduated from Muhlenberg High School. With the rates of Hodgkin’s and non-Hodgkin’s lymphomas occurring among young Muhlenberg residents at a rate 145 times greater than expected, the environment would seem to be the culprit. Especially considering that over the years Muhlenberg Township has had a number of industrial businesses, some of which have been linked to environmental problems.Cancer clusters, however, apparently are difficult to prove and unearthing a particular environmental cause in an investigation could prove elusive.Nevertheless, there needs to be an attempt to cobble together some answers on this scary situation.When this story first broke on January 21 and I posted a companion blog that same day, the comments it generated indicated an acute need by some to know more about what’s going on in Muhlenberg. Perhaps a probe won’t be conclusive enough to either alleviate anxiety or shatter peace of mind. But it’s more than worth the shot if it gives people some insight into exactly what they may have been exposed to.
Fellow bloggers Dana Hoffman, Al Walentis and Tullio DeSantis have been all over the breastfeeding controversy curdling at the Berkshire Mall.I’m not surprised the topic of breastfeeding in public has alarm systems shrieking in some folks bivouacked with yesterday.People should just lighten up on both sides of the issue. And both sides should realize that an uncovered breast in public, even in a discreet nursing situation, rarely goes unnoticed.
That nutball judge in Florida, the Dishonorable Larry Seidlin, was the perfect Petri dish to further develop the insanity of the entire Anna Nicole Smith death saga.His Broward County, Fla., court proceeding on where to bury Smith’s decomposing body was essentially a star turn for the judge and his head-dripping narcissism.He ratcheted the Smith saga nonsense even higher with his screwball monologues and one-liners. He even sobbed at one point. Nobody would call this clown a hanging judge. They would just want to hang him.I think he was auditioning for Jay Leno’s job. Sorry, Larry. Conan O’Brien already has landed that gig. For the one or two of you out there that might still care at this point, the judge awarded custody of Smith’s remains to her daughter’s guardian, who said Anna Nicole will be buried alongside her son in the Bahamas. Wouldn’t it be a kick if Judge Larry wound up actually being the father of Anna Nicole’s 5-month-old daughter Dannielynn?Judge Larry then would be a lock to knock Judge Judy right off the air.Stay tuned!
Personally, I think fishing is for boring people whose minds are dark woods full of lightning bugs.But life’s a funny old possum that sometimes causes us to undergo a quick sea change in opinion.For instance, a fishing crew has caught a 990-pound, 39-foot-long colossal squid that could prove to be the biggest specimen ever landed, a New Zealand fisheries official said today.I imagine the two hours it took to boat that big sucker in Antarctic waters was anything but boring. Indeed, it must have been more of a rush than climbing inside a gasoline pump and taking a deep breath.To put the size of this monster into context, one expert said if calamari rings were made from the squid they would be the size of tractor tires. They’d have to stack some tables together at The Peanut Bar to serve those babies!