Why is it that when you are on a plane and sitting in coach that you automatically feel cramped? Unless the captain says you can take off your seatbelt and recline 3 inches. Then you are in a world of comfort. By the way, what happened to the phones that used to be in the seats in front of you? Why is it that the only time in my life that I enjoy plain tomato juice is on a plane and why does it feel like I’m doing something bad that feels good by drinking it? People need to start to realize that jamming a ton of stuff in the top half of your carry on does not still mean it will fit in the overhead bin. Here's to you Mr. PocketchangethroughSecurity Guy
Podcast the 3rd is in the works.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Rampage goes on.....Rampage.
If you haven't heard, Rampage did this on Tuesday.
http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/2008/mma/07/15/jackson.arrested/
http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/2008/mma/07/15/jackson.arrested/
In this.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Days of Schnoebelen (Podcast 2)
The highly anticipated 2nd edition of the Days of Schnoebelen Podcast is available for download (BELOW)
This is going to sound better than 50's accordion.OR
Click the little grey box with the black arrow next to the link to just play the podcast.
It might take a while to buffer, so be patient.
Or just download it, put it on your iPod and look cool.
Please e-mail me at schneby@gmail.com if you'd like to be notified of a new podcast.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Great Article on the Cubs.
http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/page2/story?page=gallo/080620
Feed The Animals is amazing!
Michael Hess Front Yard.
Somewhere in Fort Worth.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Girl Talk, Al Gore, and Mystery lollies.
I haven't anticipated an album like I'm anticipating Girl Talk's new album. I seriously am strung out from the anticipation. Said to sample over 300 songs and with some mysterious viral marketing tactics. I'm convinced. 'Feed the Animals' is going to be amazing. After listening to the mysterious "I" track that leaked and people reversed, sped up and played. I am so excited.
Put your hands up in Detroit! My Dream Ticket.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Monday, June 09, 2008
Planes, Storms, and Hennessey
I was trying to be ahead of the game and arrive early on Sunday night, rested, for my work in Atlanta at 8am on Monday morning. Little did I know the events prior to my arrival would be stories to tell my Grandchildren.
I arrive at MCI airport around 5:15, not too early considering my flight leaves, or was supposed to leave, at 5:55. I hop on the shuttle only to be told by the driver that there is a “storm cell” coming towards Kansas City. I think nothing of it and enter the terminal. I print my boarding pass only to be told there are some “issues” with my plane. I’m thinking my plane has had a long week or something but it turns out it’s a mechanical issue. ETD 7:05. Ok, I have an hour to catch up on emails and what not. I find that the wireless in the Delta terminal is similar to the wireless in an Amish community, not existent. I don’t have one of those fancy wireless cards so I resort to reading my book.
By this point the “storm cell” is omnipresent. Imagine a Bob Ross painting of thick clouds and happy little lightning bolts. We board the plane about 7:25 and it seems like we might just do it! We might take-off! “Crrrrrr. This is the Captain speaking, we are experiencing some severe weather and are going to have to wait patiently on the plane until it gets over our heads. Crrrrr.” I realize that our Captain has just told everyone what they already knew and put the fear of God in us all because now we were sitting in a 25,000 pound tube of metal. Hmmmm. Safe? No. Fun? No. This wasn’t going as planned. About an hour passes and we get word that we are going to find an alternate route to Atlanta, one that doesn’t pass through the “storm cell” that just passed us (Thought: Don’t you fly over the clouds anyways?). So we taxi out to the runway and taxi and taxi. Now at this point the lady next to me has taken 3-4 shots from her mysteriously larger than 3 oz. bottle of Hennessey and the gentleman behind me (pushing 90+) has full stomach belched enough times for me to want to put my hand sanitizer in my hair. So I’m ready to get in the air. Ready to fall fast asleep and be awakened in 30 minutes to enjoy some Canadian Spring Sparkling Water and some Biscoff from the turn of the century.
About 45 minutes goes by of taxing and inconsistent Captain communications and we are set to head out. Just 4 short hours later and the National Weather Service / NFA / ASA / MLB / CBS / NAACP, some acronym group, has cleared us for takeoff.
2 hours go by. Long story longer. There is baby’s crying, breastfeeding, Hennessey shots, and old man belching.
I get to the hotel at 2:37 in the morning. I am just going to forget about today and think about tomorrow, oh wait, it is tomorrow. I decide that a shower before bed would relax my mind. I go and turn on the shower and receive not water, but a dentist suction sound coming from the faucet. I call the front desk,
Receptionist: “Um yeah. I’m sorry sir. The technician has turned off the hot water and is working on the water heater, would you like a wakeup call?”
Me: “Yes. Could you just come pour water on me in 3 hours?”
I arrive at MCI airport around 5:15, not too early considering my flight leaves, or was supposed to leave, at 5:55. I hop on the shuttle only to be told by the driver that there is a “storm cell” coming towards Kansas City. I think nothing of it and enter the terminal. I print my boarding pass only to be told there are some “issues” with my plane. I’m thinking my plane has had a long week or something but it turns out it’s a mechanical issue. ETD 7:05. Ok, I have an hour to catch up on emails and what not. I find that the wireless in the Delta terminal is similar to the wireless in an Amish community, not existent. I don’t have one of those fancy wireless cards so I resort to reading my book.
By this point the “storm cell” is omnipresent. Imagine a Bob Ross painting of thick clouds and happy little lightning bolts. We board the plane about 7:25 and it seems like we might just do it! We might take-off! “Crrrrrr. This is the Captain speaking, we are experiencing some severe weather and are going to have to wait patiently on the plane until it gets over our heads. Crrrrr.” I realize that our Captain has just told everyone what they already knew and put the fear of God in us all because now we were sitting in a 25,000 pound tube of metal. Hmmmm. Safe? No. Fun? No. This wasn’t going as planned. About an hour passes and we get word that we are going to find an alternate route to Atlanta, one that doesn’t pass through the “storm cell” that just passed us (Thought: Don’t you fly over the clouds anyways?). So we taxi out to the runway and taxi and taxi. Now at this point the lady next to me has taken 3-4 shots from her mysteriously larger than 3 oz. bottle of Hennessey and the gentleman behind me (pushing 90+) has full stomach belched enough times for me to want to put my hand sanitizer in my hair. So I’m ready to get in the air. Ready to fall fast asleep and be awakened in 30 minutes to enjoy some Canadian Spring Sparkling Water and some Biscoff from the turn of the century.
About 45 minutes goes by of taxing and inconsistent Captain communications and we are set to head out. Just 4 short hours later and the National Weather Service / NFA / ASA / MLB / CBS / NAACP, some acronym group, has cleared us for takeoff.
2 hours go by. Long story longer. There is baby’s crying, breastfeeding, Hennessey shots, and old man belching.
I get to the hotel at 2:37 in the morning. I am just going to forget about today and think about tomorrow, oh wait, it is tomorrow. I decide that a shower before bed would relax my mind. I go and turn on the shower and receive not water, but a dentist suction sound coming from the faucet. I call the front desk,
Receptionist: “Um yeah. I’m sorry sir. The technician has turned off the hot water and is working on the water heater, would you like a wakeup call?”
Me: “Yes. Could you just come pour water on me in 3 hours?”
Saturday, June 07, 2008
Thursday, June 05, 2008
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
A message from Barack
Luke --
I'm about to take the stage in St. Paul and announce that we have won the Democratic nomination for President of the United States.
It's been a long journey, and we should all pause to thank Hillary Clinton, who made history in this campaign. Our party and our country are better off because of her.
I want to make sure you understand what's ahead of us. Earlier tonight, John McCain outlined a vision of America that's very different from ours -- a vision that continues the disastrous policies of George W. Bush.
But this is our moment. This is our time. Our time to turn the page on the policies of the past and bring new energy and new ideas to the challenges we face. Our time to offer a new direction for the country we love.
It's going to take hard work, but thanks to you and millions of other donors and volunteers, no one has ever been more prepared for such a challenge.
Thank you for everything you've done to get us here. Let's keep making history.
Barack
Told you Mom.
I'm about to take the stage in St. Paul and announce that we have won the Democratic nomination for President of the United States.
It's been a long journey, and we should all pause to thank Hillary Clinton, who made history in this campaign. Our party and our country are better off because of her.
I want to make sure you understand what's ahead of us. Earlier tonight, John McCain outlined a vision of America that's very different from ours -- a vision that continues the disastrous policies of George W. Bush.
But this is our moment. This is our time. Our time to turn the page on the policies of the past and bring new energy and new ideas to the challenges we face. Our time to offer a new direction for the country we love.
It's going to take hard work, but thanks to you and millions of other donors and volunteers, no one has ever been more prepared for such a challenge.
Thank you for everything you've done to get us here. Let's keep making history.
Barack
Told you Mom.
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
DC United.
Nationals game. A flashy 1-0 finish but an incredible stadium.
Our "seats"
In front of Obama's future residence.
Casa blanca.
Monumental.
A great cake.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Fun photos for all!
You think the movie was a blockbuster.......
Curtis can play the accordion.
I abide.
Cans festival '08
So great. Long live the pooch.
Exo.
Do not pass Go, do not collect $200.
Mini jaguar.
Mini lambo.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
West Virginia
So you know how people find Jesus in a water stain or in the paint on the side a house? Well here is what I saw in my pancakes this morning.....
I've read all the news, I know how you feel. But this lady is representing. 
Monday, May 12, 2008
DONATE BECAUSE IT"S MONDAY!
Hey friends, family, familiars,
Please make a donation to my wife's campaign! 100% goes to a fabulous cause.
http://www.active.com/donate/midamwoy/RebeccaS
DONATE! DONATE! DONATE!
Please make a donation to my wife's campaign! 100% goes to a fabulous cause.
http://www.active.com/donate/midamwoy/RebeccaS
DONATE! DONATE! DONATE!
Friday, May 09, 2008
Thursday, May 08, 2008
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
More Predictions.....
1) Dana Torres will be the story of the 2008 Olympics.
2) Obama will win North Carolina, maybe edge out Indiana and then it's all over. Sorry Mom.
2) Obama will win North Carolina, maybe edge out Indiana and then it's all over. Sorry Mom.
Thursday, May 01, 2008
Awesomeness.
Today I pledged my full support to Gizmodo.
And the editor-in-chief emailed me back. Rad.Wednesday, April 30, 2008
30,000 and still going!
Please make a donation today - Only 5 more weeks! -https://www.active.com/donate/midamwoy/RebeccaS
Straight edge.
Bottom feeding.
I got nothing.Now this is fishing.
Minivan awesomeness.
Fun.
Minivan awesomeness.
Fun.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Another Schnoebelen sighting.
Jason Thomas sends this along, apparently a Schnoebelen sang the National Anthem at the other baseball stadium in Chicago!
Monday, April 28, 2008
The Thompson Situation
Looks like Adam found a Banksy in Palestine.
Check out his blog at http://adamthethompson.blogspot.com/
Monday, April 21, 2008
Sky Mall
Taking in my 3rd flight in two weeks, one becomes very aware of his close surroundings. The cracker/cookie/peanut option that comes WAY before the drink option, the voluble business man with the ever-present earpiece closing one last deal before the plan takes off. (Because everyone knows, most business deals happen within minutes of take-off and landing.)
Some people master the shuffle down the breezeway, through the narrow confines of the single airplane aisle. Others have not. Let's focus on them for a minute. The non-business/leisure traveler. Let's call them the NBLT's.
Before the NBLT's even get into the plane they've parked at Circle Parking, plopped onto the shuttle bus after locking their car 16 times and pouring their over-sized suitcases onto the metal racks in the shuttle. After the 12-minute excursion to the terminal, now comes the ticket search. Skipping the easy-go-right-to-the-gate-without-any-issues-if-you-just-swipe-your-credit-card kiosk, the ticket search begins. Seeing that they've booked their trip with Expedia and have an 11-page dot-matrix print-out of every nook and cranny tip/trick of their upcoming trip they ask the gate agent for help. The gate agent asks for some identification and the NBLT pulls their ID from their neck lanyard they bought from Target.
After deciphering the cryptic code of the Electronic Check-In machine the multiple bags get tagged and the move to Security ensues. Making their way, after a quick bathroom break, to the never ending line, the NBLT's realize they need a picture ID. Wait! I have it right here! In my neck lanyard! Eureka. Now the de-feathering process begins. Take off your jewelry, your belt, your sport coat, your overcoat, your shoes (oops, should've worn your dress socks), and your soul. Then make sure that all of your liquids are contained in one place, wait, what? Liquids? Who said anything about liquids? You mean my over-sized thing of nail polish remover and Jergens lotion can't travel with me? WTF.
Phew.
We made it. After arriving 2 hours early to the airport and breezing through ;)
Next phase. The flight.
Some people master the shuffle down the breezeway, through the narrow confines of the single airplane aisle. Others have not. Let's focus on them for a minute. The non-business/leisure traveler. Let's call them the NBLT's.
Before the NBLT's even get into the plane they've parked at Circle Parking, plopped onto the shuttle bus after locking their car 16 times and pouring their over-sized suitcases onto the metal racks in the shuttle. After the 12-minute excursion to the terminal, now comes the ticket search. Skipping the easy-go-right-to-the-gate-without-any-issues-if-you-just-swipe-your-credit-card kiosk, the ticket search begins. Seeing that they've booked their trip with Expedia and have an 11-page dot-matrix print-out of every nook and cranny tip/trick of their upcoming trip they ask the gate agent for help. The gate agent asks for some identification and the NBLT pulls their ID from their neck lanyard they bought from Target.
After deciphering the cryptic code of the Electronic Check-In machine the multiple bags get tagged and the move to Security ensues. Making their way, after a quick bathroom break, to the never ending line, the NBLT's realize they need a picture ID. Wait! I have it right here! In my neck lanyard! Eureka. Now the de-feathering process begins. Take off your jewelry, your belt, your sport coat, your overcoat, your shoes (oops, should've worn your dress socks), and your soul. Then make sure that all of your liquids are contained in one place, wait, what? Liquids? Who said anything about liquids? You mean my over-sized thing of nail polish remover and Jergens lotion can't travel with me? WTF.
Phew.
We made it. After arriving 2 hours early to the airport and breezing through ;)
Next phase. The flight.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Donate. Please. Donate!
Hello World.
Have you donated to my wife's Woman of the Year Campaign?
ALL PROCEEDS GO DIRECTLY TO THE LEUKEMIA AND LYMPHOMA SOCIETY.
Please take a break. Look at Rebecca's site. And donate if you can!
We are trying to raise $40,000 in 7 more weeks!
CLICK HERE TO DONATE!
Have you donated to my wife's Woman of the Year Campaign?
ALL PROCEEDS GO DIRECTLY TO THE LEUKEMIA AND LYMPHOMA SOCIETY.
Please take a break. Look at Rebecca's site. And donate if you can!
We are trying to raise $40,000 in 7 more weeks!
CLICK HERE TO DONATE!
Monday, April 14, 2008
My First Podcast!!!!!
Friends/Family/All,
I have just completed my first podcast! It is 11:04 of musical goodness. I finally got to say "And we're back!!!!" So much fun!
I have just completed my first podcast! It is 11:04 of musical goodness. I finally got to say "And we're back!!!!" So much fun!
More fun than having shots in both arms!
Click Here To Download It!
(The file is about 8 MB so it may take about 30 seconds to download.)
I am going to continue to make more of these and had a ton of fun doing this one. Special thanks to DJ Derek for his inspirational weekly transmissions.
I hope you enjoy and if you have difficulties downloading it, let me know!
Cheers amigos!
Have you donated yet?
Hello everyone in the blogosphere!
If you haven't yet you should check out my wife's campaign to be Woman of the Year.
ALL proceeds go directly to the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society.
Make a contribution by clicking HERE
We are trying to raise $40,000 in the next 8 weeks, so every donation counts!
If you haven't yet you should check out my wife's campaign to be Woman of the Year.
ALL proceeds go directly to the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society.
Make a contribution by clicking HERE
We are trying to raise $40,000 in the next 8 weeks, so every donation counts!
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Help us get to $2,000 and more!
After 48 hours Rebecca has raised $1,925. We have raised 5% of our goal of $40,000. So if you haven't donated, NOW IS YOUR CHANCE!
CLICK HERE TO DONATE!
Check back regularly for updates on how fundraising efforts are going!
CLICK HERE TO DONATE!
Check back regularly for updates on how fundraising efforts are going!
Saturday, April 12, 2008
We can do it!
Let's all help a great cause and donate.
Donate to the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society and Rebecca's Woman of the Year Campaign.
Thank you for taking some time and (hopefully) donating to a great cause.
Cheers,
Luke
Friday, April 11, 2008
Donate For A Great Cause!!!!!
As fellow Mid-Americans, I am asking for your support in my challenge to be Kansas City's 2008 Woman of the Year. I am honored to have this opportunity and look forward to making Iowa proud! If you are able to support me in this, please know that I am extremely grateful and look forward to the day there will be a cure! Please forward this to fellow Iowans who may be interested in supporting this great cause.
When you donate, you will be helping to fund lifesaving research and provide help and hope to thousands of families. To make an online donation, simply click on the above secure link. You will receive a confirmation by email detailing your donation. I appreciate your support.
Many thanks for your consideration,
Rebecca
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
Convenience.
I like an escalator because an escalator can never break, it can only become stairs. There would never be an escalator temporarily out of order sign, only an escalator temporarily stairs. Sorry for the convenience.
Friday, April 04, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
St. Pat's in Iowa
St. Pat's at Barb and Mick's!
Aunt Nancy, Mom, and Aunt Mick
Grandma counting the candy. Not doing word puzzles.
London dressed up for the occasion.
Aunt Barb and Mick preparing for the party.
Beginning stages of the family shindig.
Nothing says Iowa like smoking in the garage! And playing bags!
Nothing says Iowa like smoking in the garage! And playing bags!
Mack, looking tough, throwing.
London helping DJ O'Brien
London changes into her hoodie. Something warmer for the Iowa weather.
Alligator on the lake.
Prince was performing in the other room.
Guess the middle ZZ Top Guitar player......
Man, she wailed!
It's my 82 year old Grandmother Dolores!
Captain and Tenille.
Mack says, "It's been a wee long night."
Barb and Mick keep the party going "All Night Long", as long as there is Baileys for the coffee.
London after a long weekend, takes a nap.
Prince was performing in the other room.
Guess the middle ZZ Top Guitar player......
Man, she wailed!
It's my 82 year old Grandmother Dolores!
Captain and Tenille.
Mack says, "It's been a wee long night."
Barb and Mick keep the party going "All Night Long", as long as there is Baileys for the coffee.
London after a long weekend, takes a nap.
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