In my second summer as an intern at Compuware, the pistons won the title. So they had a huge parade downtown Detroit.

It was soo packed and crowded and I recall the day was rediculously hot.

Mostly everyone from Compuware was down there because most of the employees are extremely bored with their work and managers down there (Except for File-Aid/CS, they rock). So I was bumping into people left and right at the parade.

I mostly wanted to post this memory so Dania signs up. She can give her version of the memory

A few months ago I heard that Taproot was coming to the Detroit area at a really cheap price. Since there are some fellow rockers at my job at Chimes, I emailed them all and organized this concert. Unfortunately my buddy Andy didnt know whether the Pistons would be home that day and he had to give up his tickets.

Anyway in place of Andy, I brought my friend John as well as wrath ,my boss John and Matt's buddy Dan.

The opening bands werent that great. I think one band's name was Dirty Americans. So mostly me and my friends just bullshitted and talked. John totally stood out as an older dude, but thats because he wore slacks and a dress shirt. Come on John? Wheres your Distrurbed t-shirt?

I also saw my barber in the crowd and it was totally random because Matt was making fun of my "Jim Carey in Dumb and Dumber" hair cut.

During those two bands I freaking was downing these huge missles that contained Fosters and those totally got me toasted for Taproot.

Once on stage, I was . . . Read More..

One time for some reason I took a personal day because I had something going on. I cant even remember why, but even though at the time I was driving every day about 120 miles from Flint to Detroit, I wanted to take newsie682 out to go ice skating at Campus Martius park right in front of Compuware. It was my first time ice skating and I picked it up like a charm. I was doing 360's and skating backwards and doing tricks in no time. It was really nice goofing off with her and it was super cheap to go ice skating. I remember also goofing off with a little kid too.



That day we had planned on going to the DIA, but it was either closed or under renovation, so we went to the Science Museum anyways. There were a few really interesting exhibits but a lot of them were for kids. newsie682 liked them because most of them I would act like I normally do (immaturely) and I would mess around and play with all of them.



The coolest thing about this was that the museum has an IMAX . . . Read More..

Growing up in the 50's gives a person a different outlook then any other generation. I want to write about attending my first baseball game at Briggs stadium (later called Tiger stadium). On TV I saw the game in glorious black and white but I remember walking up the ramp to the seating area and seeing the most beautiful green baseball diamond in the world. I was totally in awe and didn't move for the longest time. My dad looked down at me and knew he made the right decission to take me out to the ballgame.Later when I became a dad I love to take my daughters to see the Tigers

I remember many times going to Tigers games when Dan and I were kids.  Dan and I were huge baseball collectors and card collectors at the time so we knew everyone on the tigers in the Late 80's and early 90's.

Some of our favorites were people like Alan Trammell, Paul Gibson,Lou Whitaker,
Chet Lemon, Travis Fryman and Cecil Fielder.

Cecil Fielder was my absolute favorite because there was some hype about him breaking Babe Ruth's home run record.  He did accomplish that and I felt like I knew a star athlete and I was also happy because all of his cards went up in value.

After 1990, many people out did him, but I feel that they did it with drug enhancing help.

I really appreciate my parents being able to take us to the ball game.

I loved the ambiance.  I remember having my parents buy me this huge cardboard tiger arm that we would could use.  There is just something about a ball game that really defines America.

My children will also be going to lots of Tigers . . . Read More..