Chicago, IL USA:
"The Presence of RedBalls (or Red Balls) in our Life confirms and logistically keeps us safe from Harm's Way. Acting as a Warning Symbol, it's been engrained in the Human Psyche of Modern Man as a civilized manner in which to alert Mankind of impending Doom or that Something is diabolically wrong and that TAKING ACTION to avert that Catastrophe is appropriate."
Quote of: ASK
Saturday, September 13,2 008 - 10:25 AM
After-Thoughts as Hurricane Ike devastates Galveston/Houston, Texas
Friday ATB: At The Ball
DATELINE: September 12, 2008:
Did a construction crane lower Kurt Perschke's RedBall Project between the Boat's Watch Tower and the rusty, rusting LaSalle Street Bridge where just 93 years previously, The Eastland Party Boat capsized and 800 people (Chicagoans taking a picnic from work) lost their Lives OR was it yet another Wonder that KP dreamed up? Inquiring Minds would like to know.
Nothing (as in the form of a Storm, high Winds, or other detrimental Weather Forms, etc.) would deter The Spirits of those early Morning Risers who watched it being hoisted some 20 feet into The Air, evidently, inflated through the Top Window of the old concrete structure, as reported by Rebeccah, one of the RBP's Assistants. Now, indeed that was a Marvel! A Marvel-In-Red (MIR) that I didn't see as my Plans for Friday were to catch the Closing Hours of the RedBall Project and to see it deflated.
CURSED WEATHER CONDITIONS: Due to rain and inclement weather, GORF, my Trusty SideKick (a/k/a: 'Chicago's First Green Mascot' & 'The Icon of The Green Movement') stayed at home (toasty and warm) with his other 4 Plush Toys). Real Frogs can take 'The Weather' as they endured the last 217,000,000 years on Planet E(arth), but Plush doesn't take in 'my books' - or should I say GORF's Books...all 15 of them. "Lonely is as lonely goes" is what Forrest Gump would say about that.
However, Rain from Hurricane Ike snuffed out those Plans, cutting my planned Visit short...to only 45 minutes from 4:00 - 4:45 PM. Rush Hour Traffic (between 5-6 PM) would have brought on a colorful Assortment of Colorful Umbrellas (that any Photographer would enjoy shooting); however since Rain makes People seek Shelter (from The Storm or its Aftermath), the Comraderie...
now referred to as:
com-RED-erie (R)
of Standing OITR: Out In The Rain prevented any really lively Conversation to take place, one thing that always makes a RBP: RedBall Project all the more fun & entertaining. Besides, with no Conversation, how is a Blog to be written? Inquiring Minds wonder about this, as well (and we're not talking about the Watery Kind here, either)!
HOWEVER: Of pertinence to note was a Comment that Peter (One of the Assistants for The Day) made to me after he saw me meandering aimlessly around The Ball. Paraphrased from an Actor's Point of View, he commented that The RedBall was around before Sponsorhip (through Target - the 2nd largest Retailer in America).
Handing out The Souvenir Booklets, one of Chicago's Favorite Comedians, Sarah (a lifelong Resident of Chi-Town) assured me that The Ball was not leaking Air, but Rain that dripped off the Giant Ball itself.
The Temperatures registered in the mid-70s. It seemed almost balmy except with no Sun out, Dismality took ovr. It seemed hotter with The Raindrops dripping from The Ball that acted like a huge Umbrella itself. Asthma Sufferers would not have faired well in with the Humidity being this high.
No Wind prevailed, although Chicago does received the Remants (brought up on the jet streams) of every major Hurricane or Tropical Storm the Gulf suffers. As a Survivor of Hurricane Camille (Sunday, August 17, 1969) that was clocked in as the most powerful 'Cane to hit the continental USA in recorded Weather History (to that date), hunkering down is no picnic.
A HAPPY ENDING TO THE WEEK:
However, amists the inclement Weather Conditions, seeing The Ball naturally made a Person smile and it again served its purpose very well. Even a short(ened) Visit, was better than none at all.
The Big Question Remains:
Will Kurt and Crew (Tony - Rebeccah - Monica) rise and shine with The RedBall tomorrow, Saturday, September 13, 2008 or will Weather (our Greatest Terrorist) rain down on our 'Weekend Parade?' To find out merely:
Stay tuned for another Lively Version of RedBalling, The Sculpture that outlasts any Storm, regardless...here on the virtually impacted Pages of Koopersmithin'.
RedBall Report by ASK:
Adrienne Sioux Koopersmith
Koopersmith's Global Communications
&
GORF Werks Central
Saturday. September 13, 2008 - 7:10 AM
UPCOMING REDBALL PROJECT DATES:
The ‘Street Treats’ Continue in Shades of Red on and at:
September 14, 11 am – 6 pm: Chess Pavilion, North Ave at the Lakefront
September 17, 2008 11 am – 6 pm: Union Station & Jackson
September 19, 11 am – 6 pm: Hyde Park Art Center (5020 South Cornell Avenue)
September 20, 10 am – 5 pm: IIT’s McCormick Tribune Campus Center (3201 South State St.)
September 23, 11 am – 6 pm: 19 S. LaSalle Street
September 24, 11 am – 6 pm: Federal Plaza (230 S. Dearborn Street)
September 25, 11 am – 6 pm: Chicago Cultural Center (78 East Washington Street)
A SPECIAL NOTE: For those Target Stores in the Texas Region where Hurricane Ike relentlessly hit the last 24 hours, the Chicago Red Cross is making special plans to deliver medical, food, blankets, etc. beginning on Sunday, September 14, 2008. Phone The Chicago Red Cross if you care to contribute to this Humanitarian Effort. GORF is...
Posted by ASK: Saturday, September 13, 2008 – 11:48 AM CST
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Saturday, September 13, 2008
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Koopersmith Unveils: Matzo Month International for 2008
“Matzo & Memories”
Penned and composed by:
ASK: Adrienne Sioux Koopersmith
Koopersmith’s Global Communications
“People read what Adrienne writes about…”
Chicago, Illinois USA
askoopersmith@hotmail.com
DateLine: Thursday, April 3, 2008
Many, many years ago when I was a Teenager and exploring the World, I had an Experience in Central Park in New York City. Hailing from a small Town in mid-Illinois, this came as no Surprise to me. Things did happen in Central Park. It made News every Day.
However, this Story did not make News. It actually was buried for nearly 36 Years until I spotted a Column in the Jewish Forward in their March 28TH Edition stating that Streits Matzo Company was closing its Manhattan Plant after a glorious span of 83 years (beginning in 1925) of providing the best Matzos on the Planet. Thinking of my particular Story, I decided to share it now. There’s no Audio or Video, just a Written Account, to be sent via eMail, one Item that was not on my ‘Menu’ in Spring of 1971 when I visited ‘The Big Apple’ and this Occasion happened.
BACKGROUND:
My Mother was 19 when she first ventured to New York City with her Parents. Wishing to share The Experience and because I was leaving for School (College) in only 6 Months, this was her going-away present to me, one I would not ever forget. We arrived before Passover and visited all the hot shopping Neighborhoods; went on site-seeing Excursions and even saw Fiddler On The Roof, my first stage play.
Wanting to see a bit of Nature, we decided to picnic in Central Park. Always watching my Weight, I knew from 5 years of Teenage Dieting that unleavened Crackers was just as filling as Bread but with less Calories. It possessed Character, Tradition, Taste and a History of its very own. I picked up a Box before We began our Trek into this ‘Concrete Jungle.’
Mom and my younger Sister left me alone to sit and wait till they bought Refreshments from a Vendor who was posted just ‘up the beaten Path.’ As I sat on a Bench waiting for their return, munching on my Streits Matzo, a blind Man slowly approached me with his wooden carved Cane in hand.
“There’s a Seat here,” I told him, knowing he could not rightly see the ¾ empty Bench.
“You can sit down here, if you like.” I probably sounded like Jenny inviting Forrest Gump to sit with her when they initially met on the old school bus back in Green Bow, Alabama.
He slowly made his Way over, patted his Hand on the wooden Bench, smiled and sat down.
“You visiting, Young Miss?” he asked me.
I surmised he could tell I was young through the Inclination in my Voice.
“Yes, I am, Sir.” I confirmed. “From a small Town 100 Miles southwest of Chicago.”
“Is it a nice Place to live?” he asked.
“I think so. We don’t lock our Doors. This is the first Time I’ve been to New York City in my whole Life!” I enthusiastically replied.
“Have you lived here long?” I then asked him in return.
“Yes, Young Miss. All my Life.”
“There’s a lot to SEE here…” I began to say when I realized he could not physically SEE all the Wonders New York City had to offer. Then, I asked in an innocently, subtle but fumbling Voice: “Is it hard to get around and all?”
“I’m used to it,” he said, nodding his Head.
Realizing I was eating in front of the Man (even though I’m not sure if he could detect the Matzo on my Breath, I reached into the Box and grabbed a big Square and handed it to him. “Here, take this,” I said.
“Why thank you” he said as he took the perforated Dough Strip from me.
“What is this?” he said with his Voice rising as he raked his Fingers over the Matzo. “Who wrote this Stuff?”
Floored that he thought I handed him a Page of Braille Text, I said: “You eat it not read it!”
MATZOIC INSIGHTS:
Matzo has not only crossed many, many Cultures, but Time, Age, Sight vs. unSighted and Historical Barriers of People inhabiting big Cities to small Villages since it was first baked Thousands of Years ago. The unleavened Bread continues to leave its Mark on People with every Passing Date and Crumb and can even make Friends from mere Strangers as my Story entailed.
FROM THE BEGINNING OF THAT OTHER CENTURY:
“Matzo Matters”
Today in a Contemporary Setting, Chicago Jewry eats (a) lot(s) of Streits, Manischewitz (since 1888) and Yehuda Matzos year round, but this Story is what happened to me personally on the Streets of New York City mingling with the Natives in Central Park, a Story I am happy to share and one, indeed, that would make for a very fine TV Ad and/or Commercial.
After all, you don’t need to be observant – or even Jewish – or even SEE the ‘Stuff’ that matters and to enjoy the Taste and Flavor of Matzo. Generations before you and after you have and will…thanks to the arduous Work and Recipes of Companies like Streits Matzo.
EDITORIAL NOTE:
Adrienne Sioux Koopersmith, born in Mendota, Illinois in 1952 is known as: ‘America’s Premier Eventologist’ & ‘The Premier Eventologist in the History of the World’
Her 1,700+ HOLIDATES fall into 39 specialized Categories of which 408 of them deal with FOOD and eating wisely and healthily. This Segment is classically known as EAT-Vents ® and are Part and Parcel of her: EAT-Vent-O-Pedia ® that was first released in 1998.
MATZO MONTH INTERNATIONAL ©2008 is her latest Food Event in honor of the Passover & Purim of 2008.
CONTACT INFO:
To feature ASK in any of your Print/TV Ads and Commercials and/or interview Ms. Koopersmith about her HOLIDATES TO CELEBRATE ®, call:
847-533-4315
and/or email ASK at:
askoopersmith@hotmail.com
Adrienne.Sioux.Koopersmith@hotmail.com
©1979-2008. ADRIENNE SIOUX KOOPERSMITH.
All Rights Reserved.
Penned and composed by:
ASK: Adrienne Sioux Koopersmith
Koopersmith’s Global Communications
“People read what Adrienne writes about…”
Chicago, Illinois USA
askoopersmith@hotmail.com
DateLine: Thursday, April 3, 2008
Many, many years ago when I was a Teenager and exploring the World, I had an Experience in Central Park in New York City. Hailing from a small Town in mid-Illinois, this came as no Surprise to me. Things did happen in Central Park. It made News every Day.
However, this Story did not make News. It actually was buried for nearly 36 Years until I spotted a Column in the Jewish Forward in their March 28TH Edition stating that Streits Matzo Company was closing its Manhattan Plant after a glorious span of 83 years (beginning in 1925) of providing the best Matzos on the Planet. Thinking of my particular Story, I decided to share it now. There’s no Audio or Video, just a Written Account, to be sent via eMail, one Item that was not on my ‘Menu’ in Spring of 1971 when I visited ‘The Big Apple’ and this Occasion happened.
BACKGROUND:
My Mother was 19 when she first ventured to New York City with her Parents. Wishing to share The Experience and because I was leaving for School (College) in only 6 Months, this was her going-away present to me, one I would not ever forget. We arrived before Passover and visited all the hot shopping Neighborhoods; went on site-seeing Excursions and even saw Fiddler On The Roof, my first stage play.
Wanting to see a bit of Nature, we decided to picnic in Central Park. Always watching my Weight, I knew from 5 years of Teenage Dieting that unleavened Crackers was just as filling as Bread but with less Calories. It possessed Character, Tradition, Taste and a History of its very own. I picked up a Box before We began our Trek into this ‘Concrete Jungle.’
Mom and my younger Sister left me alone to sit and wait till they bought Refreshments from a Vendor who was posted just ‘up the beaten Path.’ As I sat on a Bench waiting for their return, munching on my Streits Matzo, a blind Man slowly approached me with his wooden carved Cane in hand.
“There’s a Seat here,” I told him, knowing he could not rightly see the ¾ empty Bench.
“You can sit down here, if you like.” I probably sounded like Jenny inviting Forrest Gump to sit with her when they initially met on the old school bus back in Green Bow, Alabama.
He slowly made his Way over, patted his Hand on the wooden Bench, smiled and sat down.
“You visiting, Young Miss?” he asked me.
I surmised he could tell I was young through the Inclination in my Voice.
“Yes, I am, Sir.” I confirmed. “From a small Town 100 Miles southwest of Chicago.”
“Is it a nice Place to live?” he asked.
“I think so. We don’t lock our Doors. This is the first Time I’ve been to New York City in my whole Life!” I enthusiastically replied.
“Have you lived here long?” I then asked him in return.
“Yes, Young Miss. All my Life.”
“There’s a lot to SEE here…” I began to say when I realized he could not physically SEE all the Wonders New York City had to offer. Then, I asked in an innocently, subtle but fumbling Voice: “Is it hard to get around and all?”
“I’m used to it,” he said, nodding his Head.
Realizing I was eating in front of the Man (even though I’m not sure if he could detect the Matzo on my Breath, I reached into the Box and grabbed a big Square and handed it to him. “Here, take this,” I said.
“Why thank you” he said as he took the perforated Dough Strip from me.
“What is this?” he said with his Voice rising as he raked his Fingers over the Matzo. “Who wrote this Stuff?”
Floored that he thought I handed him a Page of Braille Text, I said: “You eat it not read it!”
MATZOIC INSIGHTS:
Matzo has not only crossed many, many Cultures, but Time, Age, Sight vs. unSighted and Historical Barriers of People inhabiting big Cities to small Villages since it was first baked Thousands of Years ago. The unleavened Bread continues to leave its Mark on People with every Passing Date and Crumb and can even make Friends from mere Strangers as my Story entailed.
FROM THE BEGINNING OF THAT OTHER CENTURY:
“Matzo Matters”
Today in a Contemporary Setting, Chicago Jewry eats (a) lot(s) of Streits, Manischewitz (since 1888) and Yehuda Matzos year round, but this Story is what happened to me personally on the Streets of New York City mingling with the Natives in Central Park, a Story I am happy to share and one, indeed, that would make for a very fine TV Ad and/or Commercial.
After all, you don’t need to be observant – or even Jewish – or even SEE the ‘Stuff’ that matters and to enjoy the Taste and Flavor of Matzo. Generations before you and after you have and will…thanks to the arduous Work and Recipes of Companies like Streits Matzo.
EDITORIAL NOTE:
Adrienne Sioux Koopersmith, born in Mendota, Illinois in 1952 is known as: ‘America’s Premier Eventologist’ & ‘The Premier Eventologist in the History of the World’
Her 1,700+ HOLIDATES fall into 39 specialized Categories of which 408 of them deal with FOOD and eating wisely and healthily. This Segment is classically known as EAT-Vents ® and are Part and Parcel of her: EAT-Vent-O-Pedia ® that was first released in 1998.
MATZO MONTH INTERNATIONAL ©2008 is her latest Food Event in honor of the Passover & Purim of 2008.
CONTACT INFO:
To feature ASK in any of your Print/TV Ads and Commercials and/or interview Ms. Koopersmith about her HOLIDATES TO CELEBRATE ®, call:
847-533-4315
and/or email ASK at:
askoopersmith@hotmail.com
Adrienne.Sioux.Koopersmith@hotmail.com
©1979-2008. ADRIENNE SIOUX KOOPERSMITH.
All Rights Reserved.
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